“I think I’m just about to find out, Dee,” Ron said with a smile as he shelved the lamp on the dresser without looking.
Deedee smiled in return as she slid the robes off of her shoulders and oozed her way into his arms to kiss him. She was already planning their next vacation from adulthood. Ron wouldn’t be hard to convince. She could visualize a vista of diapers and baby bottles waiting for them in their future.
In the end, Ron had been right. It was a long, long night that preceded the next baby day. Even though the world outside their bedroom was cloaked in darkness, both Ron and Dee were caressed by a gentle radiance that warmed and comforted. Their night was lit by the soft glow of the lamp of love.