"In a little while," Ellen promises, with a soft wordless hum of enjoyment as he kisses her, turning her head to meet him halfway so that his lips brush closer to the corner of her mouth as she savors the warmth of his hand on her stomach. The slightly new shape of her abdomen is impossible to discern beneath the loose blouse she's wearing, and even she has trouble noticing any kind of difference when she looks at herself in the mirror, but she can tell her body is already changing. They haven't told anyone, and she won't be spilling the beans until the time is right.

"What'd you get?" she asks, peering at his plate with interest.