Gabriel
I adjusted myself quickly… before my wife could reach downstairs. Dipped up a F tried to look normal while I was not.
Ava grabbed a blanket from the couch and covered herself with it. Her head rested on my thigh.
My heart pounded as my wife’s footsteps got closer. Ava stayed completely still under the blanket. Her head warm against my thigh.
“Gabriel?” my wife called out as she walked to the sitting room. “What are you doing down here early in the morning?”
I cleared my throat. “Nothing… just waiting for the delivery guy.” I lied. “I didn’t know what took him so long.”
Ava’s hand slid up my thigh under the blanket. I tried to keep my voice steady.
“Are you okay, honey?” my wife asked, stopping forward until she was right in front of me.
“Yeah… Yeah, I’m fine,” I said, my v
