They may have been apart for only a few minutes, an hour at most, but hell Finnick really did miss his wife already. He didn’t actually notice until carefully closing the door, though, as every second he spent there his attention was thoroughly focused on the sleepy newborn he had to put to sleep. If it was up to Finnick he would still keep their baby boy in their bed, even if that kept him from pursuing the desire that sparked the mere sight of half naked Annie. She still had that effect on him. Having their child safe and sound, sleeping peacefully between them was all worth it though. But the doctors were right, it was healthier for the baby to sleep in his own bed and after finally succeeding at making him sleep meticulously moving not to make any noise, Finnick almost slithered his way back to their bedroom. ❝you won’t believe this but he’s asleep.❞ Finnick smiled accomplished as he crawled back in bed with her.