His arms aren't stretching to fit around her, to let his hands meet over her middle.

It's just one more funny little thing she's noticed lately that she's having to get used to all over again. Like not having to scurry to the bathroom every fifteen minutes (well, it doesn't feel like much of an exaggeration) and not being as uncomfortable during the night and being able to fit in Spike's shirts again.

After he kisses the side of her face, she turns and very pointedly taps her fingertip to her mouth.