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Stevie woke up early to get things all set up for Dylan and his friends. She cleaned like crazy, made ready-to-eat snacks for the ever-hungry boys then went back upstairs to get dressed. Callie was already up getting ready for cheer camp, putting the finishing touches on her hair.

Stevie's relaxing weekend went out the window when she was called the night before to take over an intermediate painting course. The usual teacher was sick, and she didn't have the heart to turn her down. As she did her makeup for the day, she mentally ran through how it was going to work. She could drop Callie off a little early, just in time to sub for her friend. There were two classes that morning. The day was broken in the middle for lunch so she would have time to run to one of her favorite spots to grab a sandwich and a hot tea to go before she had to come back. The last class would wrap at 2:30 so she should have just enough time to get across town to pick up Callie at three. She sighed. She was exhausted just thinking about it.

Lindsey got up and checked on Dylan and Iris who were still asleep, then went downstairs to start the coffee pot for Stevie. He knew she would appreciate the gesture. She had a full day ahead of her and he felt bad. He had hoped she would have gotten the rest she needed. He returned to work Monday so between the class and taking Callie to and from cheer camp both days, she wouldn't have time to put her feet up at all. Her back pain had started just the other day, much sooner than with their first set of twins. Since he hadn't gotten the chance to do something for her before, he knew next weekend they had to get away. She deserved the pampering.

Stevie hurried down the stairs, her tote bag and purse on her shoulder. Lindsey smiled up at her, taking the bags from her and putting them on the couch.

"It's going to be okay."

"I'm sorry I'm leaving you alone with Iris as well as Dylan's band." Stevie looked so apologetic and guilty. He kissed her softly.

"I'm more worried about you. You're running yourself ragged."

"I'm fine, really. I am happy to do this class for her. She needs me."

"You're a great teacher and an even better friend."

"Thank you, Linds."

"You should eat before you go. You're going to be starving by lunch. I made coffee too."

"You're too good to me."

"I'm just trying to help."

Stevie sat down at the counter and watched Lindsey make her a cup of coffee. He carefully poured the cream and spooned in her sugar. He returned with her cup and placed it down before her. She took a sip and praised him with a satisfied moan. "This is perfect, thank you."

"Stop thanking me. You do so much for me it's unreal."

"I do it because I love you."

"I love you too." He kissed her again, going to the fridge to look for fruit. "How about oatmeal?"

"Sounds good to me."

"Strange you've been wanting all of this savory food lately." He raised an eyebrow, looking at her.

"Why's that?"

"Every pregnancy, you've begged me for sweets."

"So? I'm sure that's coming."

"It's just interesting."

"You are crazy. If you're trying to apply Old Wives Tales to this pregnancy, I don't think it will work. There are two babies in here." She took another sip of her coffee. "I'm just hungry."

"If you say so."

He read the instructions on the container of oats thoroughly then went about making breakfast.