Summary:

Scott rolled back into Kip’s chest, one eye open as he squinted up at his delighted husband. Because Kip was Scott’s husband. And this was their honeymoon. “You’re happy about this, aren’t you?”

“Being serenaded by sheep?” Kip asked, as a chorus of cries went up this time. He rested his chin on Scott’s shoulder. “It’s definitely not something that we can get back home.”