QUOTE : Valek wondered aloud if their bedroom exertions endangered the baby.<br /><br />“No. Medic Mommy said we can have relations—those are her words, by the way, not mine—up until the last couple of weeks. However, I’ll be huge by then and probably resemble a turnip with legs. I doubt that you’d even want to have relations.”<br /><br />He cupped her cheek. “You are more beautiful to me today than yesterday. Each day, when I think I can’t possibly love you any more than I already do, you prove me wrong. So I’m very confident that even if you turn into a turnip with legs, I will love and desire you.”<br /><br />She turned and kissed him on the palm. “I love you, too.”<br /><br />He nuzzled her neck, then nibbled on her ear. “Besides, turnips are my favorite vegetable.”<br /><br />“Am I supposed to melt in your arms after <i>that</i> comment?”<br /><br />He pretended to be confused. “Turnips don’t melt.” Which earned him a hard smack on his arm. “Ow.” He rubbed his bicep.<br /><br />“Any other comments?”<br /><br />“You’re even beautiful when you’re annoyed.”<br /><br />“Nice save.”<br /><br />“The truth is easy, love.” He pulled her closer and breathed in her scent. Contentment filled him as he drifted to sleep.