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Mark
Colin and Sydney insisted on driving us all to dinner. The girls chatted in the backseat the entire way home as if they haven’t seen each other in months. Colin and I were content to just listen. I’m looking forward to years of these kind of nights. We had a ton of fun. We could start doing game nights and include Garrett and Jane. We have to find someone for Trystan.
They drop us off, waiting til we get up the walkway and the door unlocked before taking off. I close and lock the door behind us before kicking off my sandals. She’s standing next to her couch, using her bare toes to slip off the back of her other sandal. It’s such a normal thing, but I feel special that I get to witness these little things that nobody else is privy to.
“I needed that. Tonight was fun.” She exhales as she collapses backwards over the arm of the couch, flopping onto it with an ‘oof’. I smile and walk over to the arm of the couch, towering above her. Her dress is definitely in indecent territory, but she doesn’t care, and neither do I.
“What’s that look for?”
“You’re adorable, and I love how there’s these tiny moments that you’re allowing me to see that nobody else gets to.”
She pulls up onto her elbows and looks at me quizzically.
“Such as?”
“The way you toe off your shoes and collapse backward onto the couch, not caring that your dress is riding up and flashing me your panties. You’re just here with me, and I love you just as you are.”
“You and your words,” she teases, and I smile, thinking of the different times she’s said that to me.
I unbutton my jeans and crawl onto the couch on top of her. She moans against my lips and slips her hands into my waistband to work them down with one hand while her other reaches for my hard length. I help push down the other side of my jeans, baring my ass to the room. It’s awkward, but I need her. I hook a finger into the crotch of her panties and pull them aside. She’s already wet and just as ready for me. I work into her with two slides, and we go at it like horny teenagers in the backseat of a car. She comes with my name on her lips, and I follow closely behind her.
28
Ava
Acouple weeks later, I’m sitting at my desk going over the last of the paperwork for an adoption. This case has been a hard one, but it’s finally coming to a happy end. The little boy had lost his parents in a car wreck a couple years back. He had been placed in a home after the foster parents he’d originally been placed with decided they no longer wished to foster. It’s one of the homes we absolutely hate to leave kids in, so Sami and I have been working hard to get the paperwork through for a couple we personally know.
The couple had been looking to adopt for forever since they’d been unable to conceive and IVF had been unsuccessful. They said the minute they’d seen a picture of little James, they knew he was their missing piece. Next week, we’ll all be in front of a judge signing his adoption papers and finalizing the case. Those are the best days.
I look down at my own belly and wonder what it would look like if I were pregnant. I’m not going to lie, my biological clock has been ticking hard the last couple of years. I really don’twant to start having kids in my late thirties. That’s less than a decade away. They call those ‘geriatric’ pregnancies. You hear about the complications and all the shit. I don’t want to deal with all of that at that age. I know realistically it’s not old, but the way the medical community makes it sound makes you feel like you have done something wrong if you wait that long.
I always imagined I’d have been married with at least one by this age. Goes to show how naive we are when we’re younger. Life doesn’t give a shit about any of your plans. Does Mark even want kids? I pull out my phone.
Me: Thinking of you.
Mark: Hopefully naked.
Me: (laughing emoji) well, now I am.
Mark: Good.
Me: I’m finalizing an adoption case. Next Tuesday, a little boy will have his forever family.
Mark: That’s fantastic, babe. You’re doing great things. You make me proud.
Me: (blushing face) thanks.
Mark: So what were you thinking about before you texted me.
Me: A family.
Bubbles appear, then disappear, then reappear.
Mark: What about it?
Me: We’ve haven’t ever discussed it. Someday, do you want kids?
Mark: Yes, I would happily give you babies, Ava.
