Stone Circle let nothing go to waste

My wife picked them. It was on the tip of his tongue, but Day held it back. Amber was not a secert - he'd never meant her to be, at least - but he didn't want to talk about her, either. If she wanted the story, she'd have to get it from someone else. "Yeah, me too," he replied, belatedly. "They're two months, now. Sunny's a little bigger, and he likes to explore a lot more. Dawn normally sticks by me or one of her aunts."

In his joy over talking about his children, he missed the flirtatious comment entirely. His mind had skipped right from They look like you to pretty cute, drawing no connection between the two statements. Yes, they looked like him, and duh, of course they were cute.