He seemed to have an interest in her diaper, so she finally gave up batting his had away. “I think they make you look adorable,” he said.
“So your reason for liking me is not that I seem grown up anymore. It is now that I am childish.” Deborah frowned at him.
“That is not it at all,” he said. He left her diaper alone and concentrated on what was under her shirt. “Is his better?”
“Much,” she said. “I was taking a nap. That why I was diapered.”
“I know. It’s the bad dreams. I don’t blame you at all.” He release her breast and straightened her shirt and just held her in his arms.
“I am content for now,” said Deborah as she lay her head back against his shoulder. They talked for a few minutes until Flower came in the door.