During the pregnancy, Violet Zimmerman put on quite a bit of weight. She used to be that kind of delicate woman whose shoulders couldn't carry anything; now she was a whole size heavier than before.
Joseph Lancaster was lean-looking. Among all the Lancaster Family men, aside from Daemon Lancaster being a bit sturdier, the rest were the type who just couldn't get fat no matter what they ate.
Even as a man, carrying a woman who weighed over a hundred pounds down two flights of stairs was clearly tiring. Feeling Joseph Lancaster flagging a bit, Violet asked in a low voice, "Am I too heavy? Put me down."
Daxton Lancaster lifted his phoenix eyes and met Violet's gaze, only saying three words, "You've worked hard."
There was unmistakable tenderness in the man's phoenix eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, before Violet could react, he brushed a kiss against her lips, a light, dragonfly touch that made a soft sound.
