A Special Summer(85)
Summer nearly hit the ceiling as she shrieked and jumped off Nick pulling down her gown, landing on her bottom next to him.
Thank goodness she thought to herself that Nick hadn’t taken off her gown and she his pajama bottoms.
Nick snickered as he deflated. There was nothing like a wondering toddler to douse you like a bucket of ice-cold water. “Yeah, Mommy, what are you doing to Daddy?”
Cutting her eyes at Nick, she held her hands out to her son. Climbing onto the king size bed the toddler sat in his mother’s lap. Summer ran her finger through the soft curls on his head before kissing him. “I was only playing with your daddy, that’s all.” She nudged Nick with her elbow. “Right Daddy.”
Nick snickered again. “Yeah,
Mommy whatever you say.”
“Oh.” The little boy said with large expressive dark eyes.
“Momma, Daddy?” A tiny voice called as another toddler entered the room rubbing sleepy, tired eyes.
Throwing back the covers, sliding out of the bed, Nick’s face lit up as he held his arms open.
“Come here sweet pea.”
The little girl’s long braids bounced as she ran and leaped into her daddy’s arms. Nick sat down on the bed with his daughter in his lap.
“Daddy, I couldn’t sleep. Autumn kept moving around in her bed.” NJ complained.
Nick’s voice was soothing when he spoke. “Sweet pea, you’re having a hard time sleeping?”
Snuggling against her daddy sucking her thumb, Autumn’s tiny head bobbed up and down. “My poor baby is probably scared.” Summer pouted, rolling her eyes at Nick.
Last year Autumn had been just a little over a year old, still sleeping in a crib in the room with her parents. Although Summer wanted to keep Autumn in the room with them this year pleading, “Nick she’s still a baby. Besides she’s not used to this house.” Nick firmly told his wife, “Beautiful, the baby goes.”
“I can’t sleep either, Mommy.” NJ told his mother feeling left out.
Summer gently pulled her son’s head to rest against her bosom, kissing his forehead.
“Baby, I know you can’t sleep, too.” Summer told her little boy making him feel better.
Within five minutes, the sleepy toddlers had fallen asleep in their parents’ lap. Smiling at Nick Summer whispered, “I guess we’ll finish playing later, maybe tomorrow?”
“You can bet your sweet little a—”
“Nick! The babies. I thought you said you were working on not cussing like a drunken sailor.” Summer hissed between clenched teeth.
Nick hushed the laughter that wanted to rumble through his chest at Summer’s reaction. “Baby I am. They’re sleeping, they can’t hear me.”
“The first time one of them says a bad word I’m washing your mouth out with soap.”
Nick chuckled. “Come on baby let’s go to sleep, it’s been a long day.”
Placing the sleeping toddlers in the center of the bed, Summer laid on her side next to her baby girl, while Nick laid on his side next to his son. Gazing lovingly at each other over the tops of the heads of their sleeping children, Summer was the first to speak.
“Nick?” She said softly as not to wake the children.
“What’s up, Beautiful?” he whispered.
“We almost made a baby tonight.”
Summer had stop taking her birth control pills three weeks ago when Nick mentioned one night after making love that their children could use another sibling as a playmate. He even went on to confess how he loved having her pregnant. He loved the way her body transformed to
accommodate the growing life in her womb. He loved feeling the baby’s movement beneath his hands. Then later when it came time for the baby to be born, he expressed how he felt as if he was being reborn again. Tears came to her eyes when he told her, “Beautiful, I know God created you for me and me for you. He created you to be the mother of my children and me to be their daddy.”
“We still can.”
Summer frowned. “Man, what are you talking about?” I know my freaky husband don’t think we’re doing it with my babies in the same bed.
Nick leaned up on his elbow and tilted his head towards the bathroom with a sly grin. Summer returned the grin. “All right, but you better be good. Don’t be in there making a bunch of noise.”
“Yeah right. You’re the noisy one. ‘Oh Nick, Oh Nick, Ohhhhh Niiiiick.’” he teased.
Sucking her teeth, she popped Nick on the forehead with the palm of her hand. “Shut up, boy. You know you like it.”
“Never said I didn’t. Now stop playin’ and get your sexy self out the bed.”