Florence walked into the pool’s fence, shorts over her red lifeguard suit and a baby on her hip, hair in two French braids “Hey, Jaz! I can still man the office today, right? I couldn’t get anyone to watch Richie”
“Nuuu m- m gonna cuddle you forever, can’t leave me for food, not fair” he mumbled as he snuggled into her side, finally getting some much needed rest.