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“I mean, it’s never helped before but I guess there’s a chance anything could happen,” Adam joked.
I sat down on the couch to breastfeed the twins with a cover over them while Adam asked the chef what was for dinner.
He returned with a grin on his face. “Felicia says we’re having roast for dinner.”
“Your favorite,” I said, pretending to be surprised. In reality, I’d asked her that morning to make it for him. I wanted that night to be special for me and Adam.
Dinner went pretty smoothly, the girls just kicking around in their playpen while we ate. Adam and I even got a full meal in without them starting to cry.
“The girls are being suspiciously good,” Adam said to me. “Did you drug them?”
I barked out a laugh. “No, haven’t resorted to that yet. I think you just tired them out on that jog, and being in the sun wears them out, too,” I suggested.
“My girls are all being so sweet,” Adam said, smiling down at Peyton and Piper and then leaning over to kiss me on the mouth. “I don’t know what to do with myself.”
“I can be mean, if you want, Daddy,” Colin said, making a silly face, and Adam chuckled, ruffling Colin’s hair.
“That’s okay, son. I think I can handle a bit of sweetness.”
Colin got inside the playpen to cuddle with his sisters, and Adam took several pictures. I knew he had pictures of me and the kids on his desktop background, and it warmed my heart to think of him adding the ones he was taking.
Adam and I played rock-paper-scissors to decide which of us would put the girls to bed and Adam lost.
“The rock always gets your scissors,” I teased, and Adam pouted.
“Alright then, will you put Colin down?” he asked. Colin was currently running around the house wearing a sand bucket as a hat with a towel wrapped around him like a cape.
“Seems like I’m getting the short end of the stick here,” I muttered, but then I smiled, grabbing Colin around the waist as he ran by.
I tucked him in and read him a story, and he was out like a light after all the excitement at the park. I walked back downstairs and sat down on the couch, watching television before Adam came back down.
“It’s like war, putting them to bed,” he joked, and I laughed.
“A little bit,” I agreed. “You get one of them to sleep and the other starts crying, waking the other one up…”
“Twins are not for the faint of heart,” Adam said.
“You ready for bed, baby?” I asked him, and Adam’s shoulders slumped.
“So ready,” he agreed, holding out his hand for me to take. He led me upstairs to our master bedroom and we undressed for bed.
“I’m not even going to brush my teeth,” I groaned, feeling exhausted, and Adam nodded, agreeing as he took off his sweats.
“Me either,” he agreed. “Just sleep.”
“Sleep is good,” I mumbled, crawling into bed. Adam got in next to me and wrapped his arms around me tight, just underneath my breasts.
I was already drifting off when Adam started to speak, and my eyes shot open.
“I’m so sorry for how I acted when we first started dating,” he said, and I frowned, turning toward him.
“Why are you bringing this up now?” I asked.
Adam shrugged. “I just never knew how to say it before, but now that everything’s calmed down, I’m thinking about our beginning.”
“You don’t have to be sorry,” I said softly, and he shook his head.
“Absolutely not. I do need to be sorry,” he said. “I treated you like an afterthought those first few weeks. I was only interested in your body and not your mind and soul. I started running from my feelings the moment we reconnected.”
