Bathed in the affectionate glow, Brian's fatigue appeared to vanish.

He swallowed lightly and guided Rosalynn to sit on the couch, enveloping her in his arms.

“How was your day?" he asked softly.

“I went to the filming set for a while and worked on some design sketches," Rosalynn replied.

Brian gently stroked her belly, addressing their unborn child, “Did you behave in your mommy's tummy today, little one? If you've been mischievous, you better watch out, Daddy might have to give you a little spanking."

His voice, perhaps influenced by the alcohol, carried a particularly captivating tone.

Peering into his handsome face, Rosalynn playfully remarked, "If our baby's mischievous, it's definitely taking after you. Maybe you should be the one getting spanked."

Brian toyed with her hand, suggesting, "Why not after you?"

Rosalynn held her ground firmly, replying, “Excuse me? I'm a lady, remember?"

Brian raised an eyebrow, teasingly firing back, “But didn't someone confess to being quite mischievous as a child?"

Rosalynn was momentarily stunned, recalling their earlier conversation at her apartment.

At this moment, she appreciated his good memory.

“No matter how much mischief I got into, I bet it was nothing compared to you! Come on, don't tell me you were well-behaved and ladylike as a child?"

“Definitely not," Brian admitted with a grin.

“That settles it!" Rosalynn declared triumphantly.

Brian nodded in mock defeat, conceding, “Okay, okay, you win. Oh my, the baby isn't even born yet, and you're already taking its side. My status in this family is plummeting."

Rosalynn burst into laughter, teasing, "It seems like you didn't have much standing to begin with."

Brian hugged her tightly as he asked, “Darling, do you think I'm at the bottom?"

Rosalynn's eyes sparkled mischievously as she tilted her head and replied with a smile, "Take a guess!"

Brian chuckled. "Do I even need to guess?"