Me After You (Completed)

Chapter 24: Accept Your Punishment, It Is Only The Beginning

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PETE:

The three of us sat in the garden on a blanket, me, Venice and the nanny. I put the boy between my legs, and he, holding on to one of them, looked in disbelief at the toys in front of his cute face. Venice grabbed them every now and then, tried to put some in his mouth, but then one of us always reacted. I stroked his head gently, watching him throw the toy far apart, and wondered when Vegas would return from the basement.

- Maybe we'll read something to you, honey? - Jenna asked in a sweet voice, pulling one of Venice's favorite books out of the prepared basket.

I was sure that the boy did not understand what was being told to him, but he always sat looking at the reader and absorbing his every word. I smiled at Jenny, who stretched out her hands to the baby, and he slowly moved towards her until she could reach him without bending, and I leaned my face back, feeling the hair move from the gentle wind.

Jenna had been in our family since we brought Venice from the hospital. Both Vegas and I checked her entire story carefully and had to admit that the woman was clean. She was about thirty years old, slim, with long, light brown hair and blue eyes. Thai blood mixed with French circulated in her veins. From the day we met, I watched her for a long time and did not leave her alone with the child, in the end I had to be sure that she would not hurt him, but she quickly convinced us to herself. Even Vegas, who hates women, much less can't stand them around me, had to admit that choosing Jenny as a nanny was a good idea. In addition, I had the impression that Nop, who helps a lot with a small one, does it not to take some work from ours shoulders, but more to spend time with her. I was happy for him because I knew he was a good guy and he deserved to be happy.

Jenna never did anything that would raise our doubts. She always addressed us with respect, and although I could see that Vegas scared her most of the time, there was no fascination in it, she wasn't interested in me either. So I could calmly entrust her with the safety of the child. Now I watched the little one snuggle into her arms as she read his favorite fairy tale, Beauty and the Beast. Once, when I was passing by the nursery, I heard Nop say that Venice likes this book the most, because it describes me and Vegas and I wanted to laugh out loud, but I quickly moved on, not wanting to eavesdrop on any more. Maybe there was something to it, because as soon as the child was shown pictures from the book, he looked at the characters and I had the impression that he wanted to call them dads. Crazy kid.

- Sir, is our visit to the doctor still valid? - Jenny's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

I forgot about the Venice check-ups. However, I nodded, because it was a priority, we had to be sure that he was developing correctly.

- Yes, when did we make an appointment?

- Today, after three o'clock, sir.

I looked at the watch I had received as a gift from Vegas and noticed that it was time to gather, we still had to change the little one. I got up, helping her too, and took the boy in my arms, who immediately snuggled into my neck. Moments later, I felt his teeth on it. I hissed and Venice laughed, patting my shoulder. I don't know how he managed to find a place that golf didn't cover, but I saw more and more Vegas in him. I enjoyed it, although he could take over from my man the less aggressive parts of his personality. Well, we don't always get what we want.