Fred's POV:
"Fred, relax, I have a kid of my own. Emery is in good hands- great hands actually. I still have baby toys, I know how to feed her, hold her, everything. She's going to be okay. And you can call whenever, and if you want to pick her up in the middle of the night, that's fine. But you need to go deal with Brooke's drunk ass too." Tonks said to me. I wasn't exactly letting her leave our house with Bean.
"Hi- why are we crowded by the door?" Ellie asked as she squeezed through the door frame. "Here's your trunks shark boy." She said and pushed bright fucken red swim shorts to my chest and walked past me. "Where's Brooke?"
"Upstairs." I mumbled.
"Jesus, those are glowing." Tonks chuckled. "What are you supposed to be?"
"A lifeguard with Bee." I grumbled.
"Like sanders and white tank top?"
"I wish." I huffed and she furrowed her eyebrows. "Bee wants me to just wear the trunks and a whistle. She likes to dress revealing at Halloween, also matching."
"Awe, you let her dress you up?"
"She needs to be fed two times and should be asleep by eight. She usually sleeps through the whole night." I changed the topic. "Keep your phone on."
"Yes sir." She said, "Brooke a already say bye?"
"No, hold on." I said and stepped back. "Love, come say bye to Bean." I called up to her.
I seconds she was running down the stairs in a little red crop top- that barely covered any of her tits or torso, and purple panties with tiny unicorns on them.
"Goddamnit." I huffed.
"Cute." Tonks laughed.
Bee ignored both of us and crouched down in front of the carrier, placing a kiss on Bean's cheek. "You be good for her. We'll see you tomorrow." She whispered to her. "I love you." Bean just smiled. She's been doing that a lot recently and it's fucken adorable. It's like Bee's; just too fucking beautiful. Bee stood back up and looked at Tonks. "Fred already threaten you?"
"Yep."
"Okay, then have fun." She said and spun back around coming over to me.
"Gonna out a shirt over that bra?" I muttered.
"Nope." She said with a cheeky smile then went back up the stairs.
"Okay, am I good to go?" Tonks asked.
"I guess..."
"She'll be just fine. I promise." She said, then picked up the carrier and walked out of the house, closing the door. I huffed and turned back around, going up the stairs.
"Where's George?" I mumbled when I saw Ellie sitting on my bed, wearing a plastic fire hat and barely any clothes. "And get off my bed."
"He's dropping Grayson and Ophelia off." She said. "And no."
"Freddie, can you braid my hair for me?" Bee asked as she walked out of the washroom.
She was wearing that fucken small red shirt that had a cross on it from two pieces of white duct tape, and the fucking thing showed her tits off, her whole torso, then she had these little white shorts on. They went to her waist bone and didn't even cover any of her thighs, and just covered her ass- and it fucking framed her cunt. Oh, and fucking red socks that got over her with a white stripe running around the top. Lifeguards don't fucking wear knee highs.
"No." I said.
"What? You always braid my hair." She said with a little pout.
"You aren't fucking wearing that Bee." I said.
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Addicting Love
Romance[THIRD BOOK IN COMPLICATED LOVE SERIES] === The impossible finally happened for Brooklyn and Fred Weasley. They are having a baby! But that doesn't mean it's going to be all that easy. Between the battle of her pregnancy and her past trauma weighi...
