Sorry this took so long. I had writers block 😩. She gesture comments ahead... Enjoy!

"If you can't put it in that cupboard, give up, and put it somewhere else." Betty said to the twins as they stood on top of each other.
"You are one slip away from becoming toddler marinara." She sighed as she dropped her book back on the table, and took the jar of tomato sauce she'd been using for her pasta bake out of Toby's hands.
"Thank you." She said, and placed the jar in the cupboard.
She lifted Toby off Todd, and placed him on the floor.
"Go and play upstairs."
"Okay mommy!" They cried as they ran into the hall.
"Crazy weirdos."
She lent against the door, and watched her two youngest run up the stairs. Youngest for now, at least, she thought, rubbing her protruding stomach. Now five months pregnant, she had a rather predominant bump. The phone rang, snapping her from her daze. Jughead.
"Hey, baby. What's up?"
"Just checking in on you and my baby girl."
"She's fine. Kicking away like Mia Hamm."
She heard him laugh on the other end of the phone.
"And you, my beautiful wife?"
"Suffering from your daughter kicking away like Mia Hamm." She said, giggling softly.
She wandered back into the kitchen, tucking her phone twixt her shoulder and her chin as she bent over to pull the pasta bake out from the oven.
"Will you be home soon?"
"Before you know it."
She heard a click, and shot her head up. She just assumed it was just the boys messing around, and bent back down. Suddenly, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist. Her eyes widened, her shoulders tensing, but then she realised who the arms belonged to. She also recognised the lips that ghosted along her neck.
"Tonight... I want you bent over... just like this."
She gasped.
"Jughead!" She shrieked, turning around to slap him playfully on the chest.
"What?! We can't do it the normal way. There's a melon between us." He said, gesturing to the bump between them.
She pulled her signature grin, and pulled him in for a kiss.
"The boys home?"
"Two out of four. Twins are in their room, and Theo and Thomas went to the park to play football with some friends. Don't worry, Charlie's mum took them."
Charlie was a boy in Thomas's year. His mum, Erin and Betty got on very well.
"Don't suppose she'd feel like baby sitting them tonight, would she?"
"Why?" Betty asked, turning around to grab a spatula to dish up dinner.
"Because..." Jughead said, spinning her around.
"We need some alone time."
He kissed her deeply, running a hand down her back.
"Need I remind you that we have two other children?" She asked, pulling away.
"Get Veronica to look after them. I'm sure Dylan would be great full for the company."
Dylan was Veronica and Archie's six year old. He'd been born 4 months before the twins, so they were very close in age, and got on great.
"Come on Betty. Please." He whined, before sucking on her pulse point.
"We haven't had a minute alone in ten years."
"Jughead, you know that's an exaggeration. How else would I have gotten pregnant four times?"
He looked up, and smirked. Betty rolled her eyes, and pulled him in for another kiss.