Summary:

Later that night, Shane rolled over in bed awoken by his growling stomach. It figured as much that he would be hungry at the worst time of the night when everyone was asleep.The cottage was a little creaky here and there and it had seen its fair share of traffic from Shane and Ilya holding small parties for the team and for themselves. There were doors that creaked, floors that squeaked when stepping on them too quickly, the overall wear and tear settling into the well loved home.The creaks in the floorboards would most likely give him away but Shane had to eat. He was wasting away in bed being eaten alive by their pup currently kicking up a storm. It was almost like she demanded to be fed. "Okay, okay I'll go get us something." Shane whispered to his swell, poking the side of it where he could have sworn his pup was pushing out with her foot. "You just aren't letting this go, huh?" Or the one where Shane and Sofia snack together