Truth Or Dare

Chapter Eighteen

Three months later

"Mama," Jeremiah whines from his crib.

Toni makes her way into the nursery and picks the now one year old up. "What's the matter big boy."

Jeremiah rubs at his eyes. "Eat." he mumbles.

Toni smiled. "Dinner is almost ready."

Cheryl walks into the room, rubbing her stomach gently. "Hey babe, how's little man?" she asks, running her fingers through Jeremiah's hair.

"He's very hungry." Toni said.

The redhead nods her head. "Betty said dinner is almost ready."

Toni nodded. "Come to think of it, I'm kind of hungry too."

"This one is too." Cheryl responds, rubbing her stomach.

Toni smiled. "He or she is always hungry."

Laughing softly, Cheryl nods her head. "Always."

Toni laughed softly.

The redhead slowly steps forward. "There is one other craving I can't get enough of." she whispers saucily, her eyes locked on Toni.

Toni gulped.

Grinning, Cheryl turns and leaves the room. "I'm going down for dinner." she calls behind her.

Toni followed, carrying Jeremiah in her arms.

"Hey Cherry bomb." Veronica says, smiling when her best friend walks into the kitchen.

"Hey." Cheryl smiled.

Toni walks in with a now whiny Jeremiah.

"Eat!" The one year old cries out.

Toni crossed the room and sat Jeremiah in his high chair.

Betty walks over with a small plate for him. "Here JJ."

"Eat!" Jeremiah said.

The blonde smiles warmly. "Yes, eat."

Jeremiah began eating as soon as the plate was down in front of him.

Cheryl moves over to Toni and wraps her arms around her from behind. "I want you." she whispers.

"After dinner." Toni said.

Nodding her head, Cheryl moved to sit down.

Toni sat down and helped Jeremiah with his food.

The baby was a mess of mashed potatoes.

"Oh Jeremiah, really? Now you need another bath." Toni said, attempting to wipe the food off of her son's face.

"No! No!" The one year old cries, turning his head away each time she tried to clean his face.

Cheryl was giggling softly as she watched.

"Yes, yes, yes." Toni said.

"No mama!" Jeremiah whines, shaking his head.

"Yes." Toni said.

Cheryl continues to softly giggle.

Toni turned her head to look at Cheryl. "What?"

"You're arguing with a one year old." The redhead responds with a smile.

"Because he's stubborn, just like his mommy." Toni said.

Dramatically gasping, Cheryl looks at her. "I'm not stubborn."

"Yes you are." Toni said.

"No I'm not." Cheryl responds stubbornly.