He curls around her, resting both hands on her belly, pressing his face into her neck, inhaling the scent of her. "You smell different, little bird. You smell sweeter, warmer."  He tightens his arms around her, kissing her throat.  "It's moments like this I never want to leave your side, with your scent in my nose, your warmth on my skin, your voice in my ears, your taste on my tongue. I want to commit this all to memory- I'm terrified I'll wake up and you'll be gone." His throat tightens. "You're the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I'm so scared I'm going to lose you." He runs hands over her belly. "I love you so much it hurts. It feels like an invariable fire in my chest. I don't even know what Anaerian looks like, what he'll be like. He hasn't even kicked yet that we can feel, but I love him." He doesn't even bother holding back the tears spilling down his cheeks and onto her neck. "I love you both so much. I would set the world on fire, I would take a brand to keep you both safe."