Julia used her free hand to reach up and trace his cheek, at the same time shifting so that she lay beside him, with her leg lightly draping over his and a soft smile curling her lips as she moved his other hand to her stomach.
She didn't say anything and just let her other hand trace his features, her gaze following her fingers movements as they slowly moved over cheek, jaw, lower lip, chin and then neck....... over his collarbone.. shoulder..... There was no rush in her pace. She just wanted to touch him, memorize him as it were. Her gaze moved to look into his as she smiled softly, Amelia kicking against Derek's hand "Maybe she's saying hi." "Maybe so," Derek agreed as he felt the movement of his daughter. Something that still amazed him. "We might need to have a talk with her about her timing," he added with a soft laugh.
