//soulmates\\ karlnap

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I woke up completely naked, so maybe things got a little crazier than we meant them too. But hey, we used a condom this time so that's a win. Nick was under me, also naked. I remember Delilah taking Myla and my purse as me and Nick intercepted her in front of the door, telling us to go have fun while my hand rested on Nick's pelvis and his hands were on either side of my chest. My mini dress was on the ground with my shoes, along with Nick's clothes from last night. I nuzzled into his chest, pulling a blanket up over both of us and going back to sleep.

"Hi." Nick greeted quietly, running his hand through my hair while the other was thrown over my back. He kissed my forehead and I smiled, turning my head up and kissing his lips. His hand moved down to my ass, just staying there comfortingly.

"Good morning." I moved so the side of my head was resting against his jaw. My voice was very faint, barely a whisper after singing and well... Last night.

He ran his nails soothingly up and down my back. "I'll be right back." He said, moving me off him by my hips and kissed my forehead before getting up and putting on boxers and shorts. After ten minutes and he wasn't back I got up out of bed, putting on a bra, underwear, and white sweatpants. I slowly walked downstairs, fixing my gold necklace and hair. Nick was in the kitchen and I hugged him from behind. "Be careful, baby." He held my hands against his abs. "The stove is hot." He turned around and picked me up by the backs of my thighs. I kissed behind his ear and he sat me on the counter. "I love Myla but this is amazing." He lightly kissed hickeys on my neck from last night.

I smiled as he went back over to the stove and took the teapot off the stove, pouring the water into a mug and adding a teabag before coming back to me, putting his hands beside either of my thighs and kissed my nose. I opened my mouth to say something and he kissed my teeth.

"How's your throat?" He asked, running his thumb over my cheek.

"Fine." Again, it was soft and whispery.

"Here, baby." He handed me to mug up tea as someone knocked on the door. "Hold on." He kissed my forehead and I drank the tea as he answered the door. "Grandma Donna?"

There was a joyful laugh, I looked over at the door where a woman in overalls with blonde curly hair was standing. "Nick, honey." She wrapped her arms around Nick. "God you're tall."

"Come in." He was obviously surprised.

The woman (Donna?), immediately looked at me. "And who's this?" She asked with a laugh, blowing a curl out of her face.

"This is my husband Karl." Nick said while closing the door, eyeing me.

"You have a nice body, perky tits." She laughed and I looked at Nick with a forced smile. She sighed. "I remember when I was young and in love."

"What are you doing here?" Nick asked, handing me my tea again and nodding his head at the stairs.

"I just wanted to see the island again and I heard you moved here from Soph." She put her hand on Nick's cheek.

I took my mug and went upstairs, picking up our clothes off the ground and shoving them into the dresser, then getting a bag and putting two baby bottles, a bunch of diapers, and clothes for Myla. "I'm going to go get Myla from Delilah's." I told Nick, I had put on a green tank top and short khaki shorts. I poured my tea into a close able cup and kissed his cheek.

"Rest your voice." He called as I was opening the door.

I nodded and gave him a thumbs up. "Hey." I smiled when Delilah answered the door, she had bags under her eyes and I saw Myla in Sarah's arms as Myla cried loudly. "Shit did she keep you up all night?" I moved in past Delilah and took her from Sarah, she stopped crying after a bit. "Sorry guys." I winced and grabbed a bottle out of my bag, starting to feed her.

"It's fine, you and Nick deserved a break." Sarah smiled and ruffled my hair before her and Delilah went into their bedroom. I grabbed my other bag off the dining room table and put it in the new bag.

"Oh my god, who's this?" Donna said as I walked by.

"This is Myla." I smiled. "She needs a diaper change."

"How old is she?"

"A week and three days." Nick said. I unintentionally put my hand in the back pocket of his shorts as Donna took Myla.

Donna looked at her in complete awe. "She's your guy's?" I nodded and took her as she handed Myla back. "Wow I missed a lot." She laughed sadly. "I'm going to go find your mom, I'll see you later."

"Bye."

"Who is she?" I asked, taking the bag out of my one bag and setting it on the kitchen counter along with the other one and listening to Nick follow me upstairs.

"That's my grandma." He kissed me and grabbed my hips, leading me back to the bed and lying me down before going back to a squirming Myla on the changing table. "Sorry, she's a little... Weird."

"She told me I had a nice body and perky tits, Nick." I stifled a laugh.

"She didn't lie." After changing the baby he put her down in his crib and came back to me, pulling up my shirt and bra and sucking on the skin around my nipples.

"Okay you horny motherfucker." I said, pulling my bra and shirt back down as his hand ran through my hair. He fake pouted and got up, grabbing Myla out of her crib.

"Excuse me." A guy with a camera around his neck stopped me in the courtyard. I smiled and stopped walking. "Are you Karl Armstrong?"

"That's me." I held my hand out toward him. He took it and shook my hand with a smile.

"I love your music, I write reviews on underrated bars in Greece and I think Sarah's has been the best one so far."

"That's great, I'll tell Sarah you like it."

"When will you be performing next?"

I hummed. "I'm not sure, I need to rest my voice for a little."

He nodded. "Have a good rest of your day."

"You too."

Nick wrapped his arm around my waist.

"A stroller, that's what I was thinking." I said suddenly, looking up at Nick. "We could get a stroller for Myla."

"Sounds like a good idea." Nick put together the stroller while I made lunch. "It's perfect." He said after putting Myla in it, she seemed to like it, she was grabbing at the seatbelt and drooling onto her shirt.

I accidentally cut my finger with the knife I was using to cut up watermelon. "Shit." I pouted and watched my hand bleed.

Nick rushed to the bathroom, coming back with a bandaid and cream. "Baby." He said sympathetically, running my finger under the tap water and drying it off with a paper towel before putting on the cream and a bandaid. "How's that?"

"It hurts." I sniffed and wrapped my arms around his waist.

He ran his hands through my hair. "I'm sorry." He leaned to the side and grabbed a piece of watermelon. "Here." He handed it to me and put me on the counter, going to grab a new knife and cut the rest of the watermelon up into squares.

I leaned my head against his shoulder, closing my eyes and letting out a breath. "Goodnight."

"Baby as much as I want to let you sleep right now you have to lie down in bed, okay?"

"Carry me."

He carried me up the stairs to the bedroom. "Can I wake you up for dinner?"

"Yes please." I kissed his lips and smiled before rolling over in bed, listening to him close the door behind him.

He woke me up at six thirty, Myla was lying down in her crib and he had a paint splatter on his hand. "I finished the other wall and I was think we do the next two together tomorrow? My mom can take Myla for the day."

"Sure." I smiled at the room, running my fingers along the first wall we did. "It already looks so much better."

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