"Yea, why not?" He laughs soft, hand going into their hair to pet and scratch gently while he kisses at their forehead.
He reaches over to the side table, grabbing a couple of champaign flutes with his free hand.

"Nooo, I thought it'd be fun. And, hey--to br fair, I won't be really drinking either. Sparkling Welch's, just for us," He feels cheeky about it and brings their legs up a little tighter to his frame to help keep them comfortable in place.

Frank all but worships the ground Jamie walks on--call him insane, or in love, but they glow even more every day. There's a warm, happy look on his face as he brings them in, arm cradling protectively under their belly.
"Got you sparkling juice," He gestures the bottle on the floor, proud.

He sits up, spreading his legs a bit for Jamie and motioning for them to take a seat.
"Hey, sweetheart..." comes his warm voice.

"I'm careful with /all/ of you..." He chuckles, helping Jamie to sit on the toilet while he moves to the tub, filling it up with warm (not hot) water along with a few sprinkles of mild bath salts.

"Have you, uh.. given any thought to a name, yet?" Frank asks with a thick swallow.

"Of course," He hums quietly, pulling Jamie with him to the bathroom and holding up most of their weight, "You're doing all the hard work already~."

"Mn, but you are, to me..." He teases, big hands keeping Jamie tight to his frame. "You're too pretty to be anythin' less..."

"You know damn well that's not true..." He huffs, fingers playing with the hem of Jamie's panties tauntingly.

"How about I treat you like the little princess you are for a while... I could start with a bath~?"

Missing Jamie more.

Frank brings his hands around their waste and jaw, pulling them right into his body.

"You're beautiful... damn near the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

God.

You know you're pretty, don't you?