You weren’t sure how your nieces and nephews would react to meeting David. They could be a rowdy bunch at times, and no sooner had he knelt down to their level than they were all over him.
He just laughed and fell to the ground, wrestling them and flipping them into the grass. Even more impressive was the way he didn’t even flinch when a sharp elbow landed hard into his side. Still laughing the kids ran off to play on the playground and you hurried over to give David a hand.
Pulling him to his feet, you leaned against his uninjured side and walked him to the picnic tables. “Let’s see the damage then,” you said gesturing to him to lift up his shirt.
"It’s nothing really," he said with a wince as he sat down. You narrowed your eyes at him until he conceded, lifting his shirt.
"Ouch." Opening one of the coolers you pulled out an ice pack one of the parents had thoughtfully packed just in case. Covering it in a paper towel you gently pressed it to the darkening skin. "I’m sorry, David. I know they can be a bit much."
His arm slid around your shoulders pulling you close and he pressed a kiss to your mouth. “Nonsense,” he grinned. “They’re wonderful. And so are you.”