grinned.
“Yes.”
She smiled at me widely. “I cried so much that I made myself tired again and
fell asleep next to the tree. I woke up a few hours later and my parents were
sitting there on the couch drinking hot chocolate and feeding each other toast
and laughing with each other.” She paused. “And I just laid there staring at
them, marveling at the love they had for each other. And my dad kept sneaking
kisses and my mom pretended to push him away, but she kept grinning. And then I
got up, and my dad and mom rushed off the couch. They picked me up and gave me
a big hug and a kiss, and we all sang a Christmas carol. I think it was ‘Hark the
Herald Angels Sing.’” She laughed. “And then I looked towards the tree, and
what do you know? There were four huge boxes waiting for me.”
“How
had you missed them?” I looked at her in surprise.
“My
dad had fallen asleep before putting them under the tree.” She laughed. “He was
going to wake up early and put them there in the morning. Only thing was, I
woke up earlier than him.”
“Oh.”
I laughed. “So you got all your Barbie stuff?”
“Actually,
no.” She giggled. “I got a desk. And some remote control cars and a bunch of
books.”
“Remote
control cars?” I looked at her puzzled.
“My
dad wanted to race them with me.” She laughed. “It was totally a gift for
himself. My mom was so mad and then they argued over whether Barbie gave young
girls low self-esteem.”
“Oh,
that’s funny.” I looked at the light of happiness in her eyes and I smiled,
happy that she was happy. “You really loved them a lot, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
She nodded. “They were the perfect parents.”
“Do
you think we’d make good parents?” I kept my tone deliberately light, not
wanting her to see how panicked I felt when I thought about being a dad.
“I
think so.” She nodded and I saw her swallow. Her eyes looked slightly
distressed and she looked away from me for a second.
“You’re
worried as well, aren’t you?” I felt relief rushing through me. It wasn’t just
me that was feeling this way.
“What
if I never get to graduate?” she gulped out. “I wanted to get a PhD. How’s that
going to happen?”
“You
want to get a PhD?” I frowned. “I didn’t know that.”
“Well,
one day.” She smiled. “I need to get my Bachelor’s degree first.”
“You’ll
get it soon.” My mind raced as I thought about her leaving me to go back to
Miami to finish her degree. I didn’t want her to go. I’d have to plan my
schedule around living in Miami for six months to a year.
“I
hope so. It’ll be hard with a baby.” Her voice was soft. “So yeah, I’m a little
scared.”
“I’ll
help and we can get a nanny if you want.”
“I
don’t want a nanny.” Her voice rose. “I want to take care of my baby by
myself.”
“Hopefully
I can help.” I grinned.
“Oh,
yes, sorry.” She yawned. “Sorry, I really am tired now.”
“That’s
okay. So am I.” I pulled her towards me and wrapped my arms around her waist.
“Let’s sleep. We have plenty of time to address our concerns in the morning.”
“You
mean in a few hours?” She wiggled her ass against me and I groaned as I felt
myself rising.
“Continue
doing that and there will be no more sleep to be had.” I growled into her ear
and fondled her breasts. They felt soft against my hand and all I wanted was to
hear her screaming out my name as I pleasured her. I adjusted myself between my
legs and was about to make my thoughts a reality when she giggled and pushed me
back slightly.
“Go
to sleep, Zane.” Her words were sleepy and I kissed her shoulder , while mentally telling myself to come back to earth.
That was the problem with being a man. My mind was constantly thinking about
sex. I couldn’t look at Lucky without thinking of making her come or taking
her. I grinned to myself as I thought of our dining room sex. Maybe if I played
my cards right, it could be kitchen
“Yes.”
She smiled at me widely. “I cried so much that I made myself tired again and
fell asleep next to the tree. I woke up a few hours later and my parents were
sitting there on the couch drinking hot chocolate and feeding each other toast
and laughing with each other.” She paused. “And I just laid there staring at
them, marveling at the love they had for each other. And my dad kept sneaking
kisses and my mom pretended to push him away, but she kept grinning. And then I
got up, and my dad and mom rushed off the couch. They picked me up and gave me
a big hug and a kiss, and we all sang a Christmas carol. I think it was ‘Hark the
Herald Angels Sing.’” She laughed. “And then I looked towards the tree, and
what do you know? There were four huge boxes waiting for me.”
“How
had you missed them?” I looked at her in surprise.
“My
dad had fallen asleep before putting them under the tree.” She laughed. “He was
going to wake up early and put them there in the morning. Only thing was, I
woke up earlier than him.”
“Oh.”
I laughed. “So you got all your Barbie stuff?”
“Actually,
no.” She giggled. “I got a desk. And some remote control cars and a bunch of
books.”
“Remote
control cars?” I looked at her puzzled.
“My
dad wanted to race them with me.” She laughed. “It was totally a gift for
himself. My mom was so mad and then they argued over whether Barbie gave young
girls low self-esteem.”
“Oh,
that’s funny.” I looked at the light of happiness in her eyes and I smiled,
happy that she was happy. “You really loved them a lot, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
She nodded. “They were the perfect parents.”
“Do
you think we’d make good parents?” I kept my tone deliberately light, not
wanting her to see how panicked I felt when I thought about being a dad.
“I
think so.” She nodded and I saw her swallow. Her eyes looked slightly
distressed and she looked away from me for a second.
“You’re
worried as well, aren’t you?” I felt relief rushing through me. It wasn’t just
me that was feeling this way.
“What
if I never get to graduate?” she gulped out. “I wanted to get a PhD. How’s that
going to happen?”
“You
want to get a PhD?” I frowned. “I didn’t know that.”
“Well,
one day.” She smiled. “I need to get my Bachelor’s degree first.”
“You’ll
get it soon.” My mind raced as I thought about her leaving me to go back to
Miami to finish her degree. I didn’t want her to go. I’d have to plan my
schedule around living in Miami for six months to a year.
“I
hope so. It’ll be hard with a baby.” Her voice was soft. “So yeah, I’m a little
scared.”
“I’ll
help and we can get a nanny if you want.”
“I
don’t want a nanny.” Her voice rose. “I want to take care of my baby by
myself.”
“Hopefully
I can help.” I grinned.
“Oh,
yes, sorry.” She yawned. “Sorry, I really am tired now.”
“That’s
okay. So am I.” I pulled her towards me and wrapped my arms around her waist.
“Let’s sleep. We have plenty of time to address our concerns in the morning.”
“You
mean in a few hours?” She wiggled her ass against me and I groaned as I felt
myself rising.
“Continue
doing that and there will be no more sleep to be had.” I growled into her ear
and fondled her breasts. They felt soft against my hand and all I wanted was to
hear her screaming out my name as I pleasured her. I adjusted myself between my
legs and was about to make my thoughts a reality when she giggled and pushed me
back slightly.
“Go
to sleep, Zane.” Her words were sleepy and I kissed her shoulder , while mentally telling myself to come back to earth.
That was the problem with being a man. My mind was constantly thinking about
sex. I couldn’t look at Lucky without thinking of making her come or taking
her. I grinned to myself as I thought of our dining room sex. Maybe if I played
my cards right, it could be kitchen
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