Doin' Time

Chapter 45

Finally, the Generation Swine tour was over and Tommy was back home with you and the girls. The two of you had had sex almost everywhere in the house minus the kids bedrooms.

The kids were usually hanging around their grandma or their aunt and uncle. Sometimes Pamela would take them out along with her son.

You rested your head on your husbands shoulder as the two of you sat on the balcony over looking the Pacific Ocean.

"Can you believe that we've been together all these years?" You asked.

"Babe, it's only been like 10." The drummer chuckled.

"I know, but it feels so much longer than that."

"It really does." He sighed, wrapping his arms around you.

"I got a call the other day. Sports illustrated wants me on the cover of their swimsuit issue."

"You should do it."

"Really?"

"Y/n, you're smoking hot. You're known as one of the most desirable women in America."

"Guess that is true, huh?" You laughed.

And so, with your husband's encouragement, you told them that you wanted to do the shoot. So, that's how you ended up on the cover of sports illustrated in a royal blue, metallic bikini. And to say Tommy went absolutely crazy for it...

~Time Skip~

Destiny's first birthday was coming up and you couldn't be more excited.

"Ah! Another first birthday! I can't wait to plan it all!" You squealed in excitement, bouncing your daughter on your lap, she was dressed in a cute pink dress you recently made her.

"Babe, like I said with Cassie, she's not gonna remember it." Tommy chuckled but he knew that you loved doing this because it brought you lots of joy and excitement.

"I know, but I will remember it. Plus we have so many photos and videos she'll look back on them. Imagine looking back on your first birthday party and it was totally lame."

"Well, I've only seen a couple pictures of me from my first birthday and I'm not going to lie, that cake looked really good."

"See? Also I'm making sure to get a second cake for everyone to enjoy unlike last time. Nikki was complaining that he couldn't have any cake cause Cassie got it all to herself."

"Hey, speaking of Nikki, we had a band meeting yesterday while you were at the photo shoot. And I told him and the rest of the band that I wanted to step back, mainly...quit?"

Your eyes widened at his words. "You want to quit the band?"

"I've already. Besides, I want to spend more time with you and quite possibly start a new project."

"You mean that rap crap you always listen to now? Like I love you to death sweetheart but if I hear one more Eminem song-"

"Baby, I know you were singing along the other day when it came on the radio while you were cooking dinner. Swaying your fuckin hips and everything."

"Uhhh no. That was not me. Must've been someone else."

"Pretty sure it was you, unless someone broke in who looks exactly like my wife."

"Hmmm yeah. Must've been a doppelgänger."

"Well, she was hot. Really good in bed, too." He whispered that last part in your ear. "Tommy! I'm holding our almost 1 year old daughter in my arms right now!"

"She doesn't know what I'm saying."

"But she'll learn! By the way, Cassie has been really good with the flash cards lately."

"That's good. I'm proud of her. Still thinking about sending her to preschool?"

"I want to, but I also don't want to. On one hand it would be easier to only deal with one kid for most of the day, but on the other I'll miss her like crazy. She was my first baby you know?"

The brunette rubbed your back, "I know. But maybe it'll be good for her to socialize with other kids that aren't Pamela's son, and her cousins."

"Buttttttttt she loves Brandon! I swear, calling it now they're gonna get married in the future."

"We'll see about that. If he's anything like me I don't think she'll be seeing him again." You playfully punched his arm, after putting Destiny in the play pen in the living room.

"You are not a bad person, Tommy. Quit saying that."

"I didn't say I was a bad person."

"But you implied it. Anyways, maybe I should send her to school. I'll ask her and see what she says. You know I was thinking about homeschooling."

"That would'nt be too bad. I'd have a class for teaching drums."

"Yes, however your daughter currently is obsessed with country music and Dolly Parton."

"Curse that blonde bimbo."

You smacked him for real this time.

"Dolly is not a bimbo! Oh my god put some respect on her name!"

After bickering for what seemed like three hours, you finally shut up via a make out session.

A/n: Epilogue is coming up so that's why this is kind of a filler chapter.