The Baby Between You and Me

Chapter 5: Terms (Stacy's POV)

[The Baby Between Me and You - Chapter 5: Things I Should Get Used To (Stacy's POV)]

I woke up in the morning with the sound of birds chirping from outside my house. Blinking a few times until I got fully awake, I sat up. Thinking clearly, I tried to remember all the things that happened from last night.

Patting my face then scrunching the clothes that I am wearing, I had second thoughts on believing things that happened last night. "I am still wearing my clothes from yesterday, my face is alright, my temperature is fine. Does that mean it wasn't real?" I asked the thin air. I remembered closely the events from yesterday. "I got fired yesterday. I no longer have a job." I said as pictures of yesterday's scene in the gallery took place mentally. "That's right, I am already unemployed. So why should I get up early?" I asked. And just like that I plopped muself back down on the soft sheets of my bed. Turning to my right, another sequence of flashbacks appeared on my mind. In my head, a scene of me opening the door and a basket before me. Soon a baby's cry echoed in my head. The next thing I remembered was being inside Kris' house, sitting in his couch while holding a piece of paper. Kris' face flashed in my mind then zoomed his lips. "But for the mean time, let's keep it between me and you." His deep voice cooed in my mind and I screamed as I remembered everything thoroughly.

Swiftly, I made my way to the house before mine. "Kris!" I yelled as I knocked the door harshly with my fist. "Kris!" I held the knob and surprisingly, it wasn't locked. Not minding it, I entered his house. It was quiet and on first thought, Kris might left his house already. "But where's the baby?" I asked myself, wondering where the baby could be if Kris already has left. Then it hit me. With Kris irresponsibility, the baby must be somewhere here. I ran upstairs with hopes that the baby is alright.

Slamming through the door of his room, my eyes were surprised with the sight of him playing with the baby. Kris looked towards my direction. "Hey. I thought you won't come here. We were almost on our to your house. It's a good thing you made your own way here." He said. His eyes followed me as I sat on the nearest chair there was in his room. He raised an eyebrow. "What? I said something?" He asked and I shooked my head. It's only now that I felt the exhaustion from hurrying over his place. I silently caught my breath. "You changed the diaper." I said as I saw the baby clean even in a distance. Kris happily smirked. "I had to. It was stinking again when I woke up." He said. "Well.." I stood up and walked towards his bed where the baby was lying down while Kris made his way to the bathroom. "Not bad for a first time." I said.

The baby giggled as it's large eyes blinked at me. "You know what, you're a bad nanny to begin with." Kris yelled from his bathroom. "What are you talking about?" I asked. "You laid the baby next to me. I almost smoldered it when I was sleeping." My eyes widened to what I heard. "You what?!" I asked in shock. "Well, I kinda rolled over it last night and it cried." His voice was fighting for dominance with the sound of the shower. "And? What did you do?" I asked. "What else would I do? I asked it to stop." He said. "How exactly did you ask it to stop? How did you make it stop?" My question was filled with worry. "How else but to shut his mouth up." His answer made my jaw drop. Undesirable thoughts of how exactly did he make the baby shut up played within my mind, it was unbearable. The sound of a faucet being unwind was heard. I could hear him coming out soon. In a minute, a steaming Kris came out half naked with only a towel covering his lower body. It was a guilty pleasure looking at his abs for moment. He rubbed his hair dry with a smaller towel. Here we are face to face. "I fed him milk. That made him shut up." He said and I had my heart in ease.

"What? You never saw a man half naked?" He asked cockily. I had a hard time answering but I still did anyway. "What? Ha! No. Ofcourse not." I said and looked away. I heard him smirk and felt his presence moving away. "Really now? Then why the hell are you blushing." Upon hearing this, I instantly held my cheek. I was feeling warm and became needy of air. I sat down on the edge of his bed and poured all my attention to the baby. But I guess Kris' charm was more of a magnet than I thought it was. I took a glance at him. His back looked lean even from a distance and his total physique was undeniably attracting me. The steam from his shower wasn't helping at all. It made him look extra sexy. "Stop staring, I might melt." He said making me blush harder. "I wasn't you self centered brat!" I denied. He chuckled as he pulled a hanger of clothing out from his closet. "Yeah right." He said.

"You know what? I hope you don't grow up like your father." I talked to the baby. "It wouldn't be nice if you get his cockiness." The baby giggled in response. "Wait, you understood me?" I asked and it kept giggling. Kris started to walk towards me. He took an arm of mine that caged the baby. I looked up to him and saw his emotionless face. "Don't you dare teach my son such things." He fiercely said. I just smiled at him and he got confused. There was something in his face that asks me why the hell was I smiling when he's already close to getting mad. "Aww. You called him 'my son.' How adorable." I said cheekily. "What the fuck." He cussed as he threw my arm away. "I didn't say anything." He denied but I just kept teasing him with a silly tone. "You did." I chuckled. I turned to the baby and it was still smiling. "Did you hear that baby? Your daddy called you 'my son.' We should celebrate." I took it in my arms carefully. I played with it and touched it's cute tiny nose several times. "What a cute little child." I complimented as I played with it a little.

I felt Kris' presence again as he stood near me. He was waving something, I know because I could feel the motion of the wind that it created. "What is it now?" I asked annoyed because it definitely intefered my little cuddle time with the baby. As I looked at his direction, a piece of paper met my face. I set the baby on the bed then took the paper Kris was handing me over. "Read it carefully. That's the list of things I made for you to do today." He said. I thoroughly read what was written and all I could do is crumple the paper. "Hey. What was that for?" He ignorantly asked. I stood up, trying to match his towering height. "Our deal was I would be the nanny of your baby, not your nanny." I placed my hands on each side of my hips. "Exactly." He said. "Exactly? Then what the hell is 'wash the laundry,' huh?" I opened the already crampled paper and read more of its content. "Scrub the bathroom floor? Dust the living room? Cut the grass on the lawn? Vaccum the carpet? Do you even have a carpet to begin with?" I asked with my face scrunched. "What the hell are these things?" I asked in frustration. "Your job." Kris wore his shoes as he answered me. "Job? Job?" I vent out a laughter of disbelief. "My job is to look after the baby, not to take good care your personal space. And besides, I also have a house of my own to clean. Don't you have any mercy?" I asked. "Look, Stacy." Kris held the sides of my shoulder to calm me down. "One way or another, it's part of taking care of the baby. Imagine, what would happen to the baby if it's environment was dirty?" Kris asked and I 've thought about it. He's right. He leaned forward because I was that short for him to talk to. "Think of it as a side part time job. I'm still gonna pay you, remember?" He said. Actually, he has a point. I can do all these chores and just fine him some extra cash for other services as such.

Dazed in deep thought, Kris left me standing alone. I followed him downstairs. "Hey wait up." I stopped him. "What is it again?" Kris asked annoyed. He turned to face me who was already slowly walking down the stairs. "Can I touch anything in your house?" I asked. He face palmed himself. "Ofcourse you can. How else can you clean the house?" He asked sarcatically. Finally making it infront of him, I handed my open palm. "What now?" He asked almost giving up on me. "Cash. You do realize the baby has nothing but a single feeding bottle. It needs stuff like clothes and toys." I flexed my fingers to signal him to hand me the money over quickly. "And ofcourse, your downpayment for my service is needed as well." Kris gave me a look with his eyes widened and eye brows raised. He had no choice but to comply with my terms. He took his wallet out and took out a few cash. He handed it over to me and I've counted it. I opened my palms again. "Downpayment." I demanded. Kris took out a few cash once again and forcefully slammed it on my palm. "You're too much." He whined and I just smiled at him teasingly.

"I expect you to do the chores then." He said as he exited the house. I stood between the doorposts and watched him ride his car. "You can count on me." I said. I waited until Kris' car drove off. "Always." I said then entered his house.