Chapter 25

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I sat down on the bed as Steve slept soundly. I laid a whining Oliver on my chest and sat against the headboard. He stopped whining and softly laid there, cooing.

I put the blanket over me again and rested my head against the headboard.

Steve stirred and moved over to my body.

"Is he fussy?" Steve groggily asked.

"Not anymore." I whispered.

Steve moved to lay his head on my lap and sighed. I smiled to myself.

"We get to move back in today." Steve said. I smiled softly and looked out at a snowy New York City.

"And just as December starts too. That means Christmas." I said.

"And we will be heavily decorating the complex." He said. I smiled.

"I'm gonna buy oliver one of those cheesy 'baby's first Christmas' outfits." I said. Steve awed.

He got up and went to the bathroom. I kissed Ollie's head and got up with him.

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"Welcome to your new penthouse." Steve said as the elevator opened.

I stepped inside and gasped. I looked at Steve who was holding Ollie.

I walked into our new place.
It finally felt like a home.

"Steve oh my god

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"Steve oh my god."

Everything still felt expensive, but homey as well.

It was home.

Steve watched as I went and looked at everything. Every room made me happier than the last.

"Babe I- I can't I love it." I said. He smiled and held Oliver closer to him.

I came over to him and pulled him into a loving kiss. He moaned lightly and kissed me harder.

I smiled in the kiss and put my hand on his shoulder.

He pulled away and smiled at me. Oliver played with my hair and I smiled at him.

"Hi babe." I said to him. He cooed at me. Steve laughed and gave me his perfect smile.

I pecked Steve's lips one more time.

"I love you. So much. So freaking much." I said.

"I love you too. I'm so glad you're happy." He said.

I took the baby from him.

"I am so happy but you have to go to work." I said softly. He whined.

"Can you come with? Or can I work here?" He asked.

"Steve. Go." I said. He pecked my lips one more time.

"Settle in. Love you." He said. I turned around and he slapped my ass.

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