Imogen
I walk back around to the front of the house; the car pulls up beside me. Tobias gets out of the car with the baby nestled in his arms, still, fast asleep. Theo then grabs some things from the trunk.
“Why didn’t you go inside?” Asks Tobias, walking over to me.
He passes me my son and I hold him close to my chest. “It feels strange being back here.” I answer him truthfully, I feel him nod before kissing my cheek.
“We stopped on the way here, we couldn’t get much though with nothing being open. But Theo got some formula and diapers. It will have to do until morning, and then we can go get a car seat and some other stuff for him.” He explains, pulling me into him.
I breathe in his scent, finding comfort in him, Tobias is always so warm. Theo comes around the car with some bags
