Mutation
Alvin firmly took little Ginny for two laps along the beach. Even when the little girl's drool had soaked the top of his head, Alvin still had no intention of going back.
It wasn't until around six thirty that Stark, looking troubled, accompanied Pepper—whose heavily pregnant belly was already affecting her mobility—on a stroll down to the beach.
When he saw Alvin carrying little Ginny, Stark awkwardly turned his head, trying to pretend he didn't know him...
Alvin wasn't about to give him the chance to dodge him. The jerk had sworn up and down in the bar last night that he was a tough, straight-shooting man, and would never "kowtow" to his fiancée like a certain principal. Yet first thing this morning, Alvin had caught him in the act.
Of course, Alvin would never tell him that he'd called Pepper last night and told her that this guy had poured his heart out at the bar, admitting that he wasn't used to his fiancée being so "strong" and that it made him feel like she didn't "depend" on him...
Seeing Stark's restless gaze, Alvin smiled as he walked over and gave the happy, heavily pregnant Pepper a gentle hug. Then he whispered in her ear, "Don't be fooled by his appearance. This guy has the 'good man' gene deep down, but someone needs to bring it out of him..."
Pregnancy had made Pepper a little silly, and she beamed when she heard that. She nodded gratefully and said, "I know. I can feel it. Thank you..."
Alvin glanced at the sheepish Stark, adjusted little Ginny on his shoulders, and then acted as though he'd only just noticed him. With an obnoxiously exaggerated expression, he said, "Oh, Tony, you're the best man I've ever met. There aren't many men