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Ithink I’ve fallen in love with my baby daddy. And not the childhood crush love I’ve felt for him for so long, but a bone-deep, I-don’t-want-to-do-life-without-him love.
After a nice, long nap, I check on my happy baby who’s having a great time with his Nana and Pop-pop, and they can’t stop gushing over him and taking pictures of each tiny change in his expression. It’s so cute.
Waving my thanks, I head back upstairs to take a shower. The stairs are no trouble to climb anymore, my body finally feeling like mine again, instead of a constant food source. I also really appreciate my bed over the couch, so it’s worth it to me. Actually, with six weeks down, I’m feeling back to my old self—at least, physically strong again. Mentally, I’m still figuring it all out. Luckily, I’m not alone.
Soren’s standing at the shower, feeling the temperature when I come in.
“Hey, you.” I try again at seductress. We’ve been flirting easily, but he hasn’t made any move for more, and I’m kinda worried that watching me birth his gigantic baby might have turned him off. I can’t imagine what my lady taco looked like all stretched out with a baby head. I shudder at the thought.
“Hey, baby, shower’s ready for you.”
“For just me?”
“Need me to shave your legs again? I will,” he asks so genuinely I can’t even be upset that he thinks of my hairy legs over getting naughty.
I just shake my head. “No, I got it now. Thanks for all your help. You’ve been beyond great.”
“Anything you need, I’m happy to be here.”
His words have been backed up by the sweetest actions these past weeks.
“Thank you. I’m fine.”
With a heavy sigh, I watch him leave. I can’t exactly bring myself to beg him…at least not yet. If he keeps sleeping with his cock warmed in my cheeks, we’re definitely going to be talking about when it might happen again.
Just when I’ve stripped down and stepped into the steaming hot shower, there’s a knock on the door and Soren pops his head back inside.
“Oh, I forgot to give you this,” he says, hanging a pretty blue dress on the back of the door. “Take as much time as you need. We’ll leave when you’re ready.”
“What? Leave for where?”
“Our first date,” he says with a wink then slips back out, leaving me bewildered.
Just when I start to doubt his affection for me as a woman, he proves me wrong.
Our first date?
We have a kid now. I kind of assumed we missed out on the dating stage, but I’m hoping I’m wrong. If anyone could easily impress me, it’s that bearded, tatted man, so I decide to just go with the flow.
Quickly washing and shaving everything, I take a bit of extra time to lotion, fix my hair and actually put on makeup.
With one last glance, I nod my acceptance to my reflection.
“Haven’t seen you in a while, mama, but you still got it.”
Stepping out, I find my sandals then head downstairs. The lights are all dimmed, and the house smells like spaghetti.
“Yum, it smells amazing in here. Did you make dinner?”
“Nope, that would be Soren,” Dennis says from the recliner.
“Never seen a grown man make such an absolute disaster in the kitchen,” his mom laughs, wiping something off the counter. “We’re supposed to send you out back.”
“Don’t worry about my little buddy here. We got everything covered,” Dennis assures me.
“Well, okay,” I tell them. A sudden burst of excitement fills me and sets off a million butterflies in belly.
Skipping down the steps, I land on soft sand and decide to ditch my wedge sandals and just carry them. There’s a path up ahead, lit by solar lamps and paved with flower petals.
