His Armored Heart

Chapter Forty

Later that evening, May kicked Tony and Peter out of the kitchen so she could make dinner. Tony went into the living room to find Bree and sit with her. "Sorry it's taken us so long with the suit." He said as he wrapped his arm around her.

Bree chuckled as she turned and kissed his cheek. "It's fine. There's nothing wrong with having guy time."

"I don't like leaving you alone though. It's not very good of me." Tony explained. "I thought it would be quicker, but with the limited equipment, we had to find some workarounds."

"Tony, sweetheart, it's alright. I promise," she assured. "I don't mind that you spent time with Peter."

"It still amazes me that he can keep up with me and actually help." Tony chuckled.

Bree smirked. "Does it feel odd to know that someone so young shares your smarts?" she asked. "The boy could be in college before he's sixteen."

"It feels extremely odd. I've been in the same room as the greatest experts on this planet and have had to dumb things down for them. Then there's this kid, helping me solve problems and throwing it back in my face when he catches one of my mistakes." Tony said, proudly.

"He's brilliant... and I know that you will teach him so so much in life," Bree said softly as she took his hand and rested it on her stomach. "Just as I know you will do the same for our little one."

"I can't wait to hold and teach our little one." Tony said softly. He leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss to her stomach, through the fabric of her clothes. "Have any names come to mind yet?"

Bree slowly ran her free hand through Tony's hair as she shook her head. "Not yet. It's a bit early to think about all of that."

"I don't think it's too early to just give a bit of thought. For example, I think Anthony Jr is a great name." Tony chuckled.

"If you really like it, we can consider it," she giggled. "Yelling Tony through the house might end up complicated though."

"Might complicate things as well in the early years when we have alone time." Tony said, reflecting on what Bree had pointed out.

Bree chuckled. "Then maybe Anthony isn't the best idea."

"Yeah, you're right." Tony agreed, though still light-heartedly amused by the idea.

She sighed softly as she continued to run her hand through his dark hair. "What about... Finn?"

"Finn? That doesn't sound like a common name. How did you come up with it?" Tony asked curiously.

Bree shrugged. "I've just heard it on a couple tv shows. It popped in my head."

"I like it. For a boy, obviously." Tony agreed.

"I like it too. But I don't have any ideas for a little girl," she replied softly.

"We still have plenty of time to think about it." Tony told Bree. "Alright, scoot over and give me your feet. I think it's massage time."

Bree threw her head back and laughed. "Baby, I've barely been on my feet today. But I'll let you because you want to." She scooted over and turned to lay her feet in his lap.

"Do you not want a foot massage?" Tony teased. He moved his hands to one of her feet and began rubbing it.

She sighed softly, feeling her body relax to his touch. His calloused hands felt good against her skin. "No, you can continue."

"You know I will do this any time, right? Anything you want or need, it's yours." Tony promised as he continued to massage her feet.

"I know," she answered softly, watching his hands work on one foot then the other. "You're the sweetest."