Playgirl's Addiction

Epilogue

5 years later...

"Junior, stop hitting on your sister! And Carnation, come get these toys out of the middle of the floor before your father gets home."

"Sorry, mommy!" Carnation called as she ran past me and started gathering her toys off the floor and took them to her room. I sighed as I walked over to Junior and picked him up off the floor, putting him on my hip.

"Let's go, buddy, it's time we get you in your bath." I walked over to the bathroom where the tub of water was already ready for me to place him in it. I took his clothes off and put him then gave him a few toys to play with.

"Baby! Kids! I'm home!" I heard Aaron call from downstairs and not before long I heard Carnation run past the bathroom calling for her father.

"Stop running Carnation!" I called after her but of course, she ignored me. I just sighed and grabbed a washcloth to put some soap on so that I could start washing my son so that I could get him out and dressed for bed. As I was washing his back Aaron came to the bathroom and stood in the door frame looking at me. Feeling his stare, I turned my head and glanced at him before putting my attention back on my baby.

"What?"

"Nothing, I just love seeing you in your element when it comes to our kids."

"Yeah."

"Is everything ok?"

Ignoring him I just washed the soap off Junior's body and reached for the towel so that I could dry him off. Aaron still stood there watching. Once I dried him off, I started putting lotion on his tiny Caramel skinned body. He truly looked just like his father.

"Baby?"

"What Aaron?"

"Damn, ok. I just wanted to ask if you were ok. I didn't mean to make you mad."

"I'm sorry baby, it's just a lot going on and I'm tired."

I heard him sigh as he walked over to us. Just as I was putting Junior's shirt on, Aaron stopped me and gently took it out of my hand. He put it on his son along with his pants then picked him up as he turned towards me.

"I'll get Carnation in the bath if you want. You can just go get in bed and get some sleep."

"No, it's fine. I promised her I'd help her tonight after her brother."

"Baby, you look exhausted and like you will pass out any moment. Why must we keep going through this? You did it when you were pregnant with Carnation, again when we found out you were pregnant with Junior and now once again, you're doing it. You're 5 months pregnant with our third child, you run a company while taking care of your 6-year-old daughter who is a handful, your 5-year-old son who is deaf in the left ear, and you're trying to open another club. Let me handle putting them to bed tonight and you go get you some sleep."

I bit my lower lip as I looked between my son and his father deep in thought. I mean he wasn't wrong; things have been getting pretty stressfully these past few days and it has been taking a toll on me. However, I can't go to bed yet. I promised Carnation she could get in the bath and because she's still young and small I don't feel comfortable leaving her alone in the tub. I mean I only put a very small amount of water in the tub for her and her brother but still, a mother has her worries.

"Baby..."

"I promised Carn-"

"I will put her in. She knows how to wash herself, so I'll just fill the tub and make sure she has everything she needs then leave the door to the bathroom and our room open so that I can hear her. Go to bed baby."