My Man (18+) ✔️

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Three days later, Inessa and Vincent stood in their hotel room, packing their belongings and preparing to return to America. Inessa couldn't contain her excitement, knowing that she would soon be reunited with her precious son, Matteo. Her smile was radiant, a reflection of the joy that bubbled within her.

As they got ready for the day, they enjoyed a delightful breakfast together, savoring each bite while reminiscing about their time in Barcelona. They shared laughter and whispered promises of future adventures, their hearts brimming with love and anticipation.

After breakfast, they took one final walk through the streets of Barcelona, hand in hand, creating lasting memories of the city that had held them in its embrace. The sunshine warmed their faces as they strolled along, their footsteps light with the knowledge that they were heading home, where their loved ones awaited.

As the time to depart drew near, they made their way to the airport. With their boarding passes in hand, they boarded the plane that would carry them back to America. Inessa gazed out the window, her thoughts filled with images of her little baby boy, Matteo, and the sweet reunion that awaited them.

After a long flight, they landed on familiar ground. Inessa's heart raced as they drove back to their home. The anticipation grew with every passing mile, knowing that her mother and Matteo would be waiting for them there.

As they stepped through the front door, Inessa dropped her belongings and rushed into the arms of her mother, who held Matteo in her arms. The tears streamed down Inessa's face as she took her son into her embrace, showering him with kisses and whispering words of love.

Vincent stood by her side, his eyes filled with tenderness and adoration. He reached out and gently kissed the top of Matteo's head, his voice filled with warmth as he expressed how much he had missed him.

The room filled with joy and laughter, as the family reunited. Inessa couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the love that surrounded her. She held Matteo tightly, feeling complete in the embrace of her loved ones.

As the day came to a close, Inessa found herself lying in bed, watching her baby boy sleep peacefully beside her. Vincent wrapped his arms around her, his love and support a constant presence in her life. Inessa whispered her gratitude to the universe, knowing that she was truly blessed to have this loving family by her side.

With hearts full of love and a renewed sense of purpose, they drifted off to sleep, their dreams intertwined with visions of a future filled with happiness, love, and the precious moments they would continue to share together as a family.

-

In the middle of the night, Matteo's cries pierced through the silence, stirring Inessa from her sleep. She quickly sat up, her instincts telling her that something was wrong. She gently picked up her baby boy, cradling him in her arms and checking his temperature. Her heart sank as she realized he had a fever.

Inessa tried everything she could to soothe Matteo, using a cool washcloth to bring down his temperature and whispering comforting words to him. Vincent, equally concerned, stood by her side, offering his support and assistance. But despite their efforts, Matteo's cries only grew louder, and Inessa felt a sense of unease and frustration building within her.

Feeling helpless, Vincent quietly excused himself and went downstairs. Determined to find a solution, he filled one of Matteo's bottles with water. He returned to the room, handing the bottle to Inessa, who gratefully accepted it. As Matteo drank from the bottle, his cries began to subside, and a sense of relief washed over Inessa.

She continued to comfort and care for her son, holding him close to her chest. The soothing effect of the water, coupled with Inessa's loving touch, eventually lured Matteo into a peaceful slumber. Inessa could feel his small body relax against her, and a smile formed on her face.

Vincent, seeing the bond between mother and son, offered to take Matteo and lay him in the middle of the bed. Inessa agreed, carefully transferring their sleeping child into Vincent's arms. They positioned themselves on either side of Matteo, their love surrounding him like a protective cocoon.

As they lay there, Inessa and Vincent exchanged glances filled with affection and gratitude. "I love you," they whispered simultaneously, their voices blending into a harmonious declaration of their unwavering love for each other and their precious son.

With their hearts at peace, they allowed themselves to drift off to sleep, knowing that they would face any challenge that came their way together, united in love and strengthened by the bond they shared as a family.

-

The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Inessa lay snuggled beneath the covers, her eyes closed, cherishing the comfort of her cozy bed. But Vincent had other plans for the day, and he was determined to get her up and moving.

"Come on, sleepyhead," Vincent teased, gently nudging Inessa's shoulder. "It's time to start the day."

Inessa playfully groaned and pulled the covers tighter around her, pretending to be still fast asleep. "No, five more minutes," she mumbled, her voice filled with mock protest.

Vincent chuckled, undeterred by her resistance. He knew Inessa's playful nature well, and he was ready to match it with his own persistence. He leaned closer, whispering into her ear, "If you don't get up, I might have to resort to drastic measures."

Inessa's eyes fluttered open, curiosity piqued by Vincent's words. "And what might those drastic measures be?" she asked, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Without warning, Vincent tickled Inessa's side, causing her to burst into laughter. She squirmed and wriggled, trying to escape his playful assault. "Vincent!" she squealed, playfully slapping his arm. "Stop it!"

But Vincent was relentless. He continued his tickling assault, determined to bring Inessa out of her sleepy state. After a few more moments of laughter and playful protests, he finally relented, letting her catch her breath.

Inessa sat up, her hair disheveled and a bright smile on her face. "Fine, you win," she declared, giving Vincent a playful glare. "But I won't forget this."

Vincent grinned, pulling her out of bed and into his embrace. "Trust me, my love, I'm counting on it," he replied, his eyes sparkling with affection.

With their morning antics behind them, Inessa and Vincent prepared to face the day together. They laughed and shared affectionate glances, their playful energy setting the tone for the adventures that lay ahead.

As they stepped out of their bedroom, hand in hand, Inessa couldn't help but be grateful for Vincent's persistence and his ability to bring joy and excitement into their everyday lives. With him by her side, she knew that every day would be filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities.