Us. | A Joe Jonas FanFiction | Book 3

sixty-eight.

"To our first date night after having Delphine," Joe says, raising his drink.

I smile, tapping my wine glass against his and taking a sip.

"Should we take a photo? It's been a minute."

I nod. "Yeah, we should."

After getting a few pictures, Joe and I make our way back to his dressing room, finishing our drinks as we wait for showtime.

As Joe talks with Greg, I pull out my phone, open the camera app, and pull up the girls, grinning down at the two of them already sleeping for the night.

"Are you looking at the girls?"

I look up, locking my phone as Joe catches me. "Maybe."

He chuckles. "I get it, are they sleeping?"

I nod, pulling them back up and showing him. "Like rocks."

He smiles. "Wow. We made those."

"They're pretty cute, I think we did a good job."

He nods. "When do we make another one?"

I raise my brows. "Um, sir, Delphine is only 4 months old."

He chuckles. "I know, I know, I'm kidding. We definitely don't want to have another one right now. 3, 1, and newborn? Plus we're working on the new album and with that will come tour and all the other stuff."

"Exactly," I grin. "Speaking of the album," I give him a look.

He chuckles. "Yes, I will show you some stuff."

"Good, because it's been a minute," I gasp lightly, making his eyes widen. "Oh! It's date night! You can show me some tonight!"

He chuckles, shaking his head and kissing me. "Yes, my love, I can show you some tonight."

"I get to watch you perform and then I get to hear new music. And after all of that, I get to wake up tomorrow and you'll be up with Willa making breakfast. Damn, I'm lucky."

"And don't you forget it."

I grin, laughing lightly before looking back down at the girls on my phone again, a comfortable silence growing between us.

"Show time," he grins after another couple of minutes.

I give him one last kiss before we go separate ways, security leading me to my spot in the crowd.

I always knew I loved watching Joe perform. Ever since the DNCE days, before the Jonas Brothers were the Jonas Brothers again, it had always been one of my favorite ways to see him. His confidence, the interactions he has with the fans, the heart, the voice, the rasp, even the sweat. It's always been attractive to me. To this day I could sit and watch him on stage all day and night and never get bored of it. However, it's more complicated now. Because as attractive as all of it is, I mean, screw it, it's a major turn-on... it will never beat him at home. It's nothing compared to watching him be an incredible father to our girls. When he's home, he is present. He's doing anything and everything that he can for me and the girls and that's the most attractive thing this man can do. He is the ultimate daddy to our girls; I couldn't ask for anything more from him. They... we are his priority, and it shows in everything he does. Which is why I still can't tell him about the threat I received when we first came home with Delphine. I want to, more than anything. I want to tell him about it. I want him to be able to be prepared and do whatever he feels he needs to do for our girls but... I know what it's like to get caught up in those threats. I know how easy it is to let it consume you without realizing that it's consuming you. I mean, I'm already letting it do that to me, nine times out of ten without realizing it. Like, at the festival... I had no idea I was looking around the entire time, waiting for someone to try and attack... but I was. I don't want the girls to lose their daddy because he's so worried about protecting them. I'll handle it. It's nothing I haven't dealt with before. Only, it kind of is. I've never dealt with it being my children before. But something tells me that'll only make it easier for me to do what I need to... or will it make it so, so much worse?