Run Away for my Baby

Epilogue

Twenty years with him flew by so quickly that I wanted another hundred with him, just so I could love him more each day.

Josh had been a great husband and an amazing father. He loved our babies equally. He loved me still too. I was happy.

"Mommy!" our youngest girl Felicity, she was only nine, called me. I rushed downstairs from Josh and I's bedroom to where Felicity was in the living room.

"What?" I said as I entered the room.

"Daddy keeps tickling me," she giggled as Josh ran his fingers lightly across her belly to her face.

"Oh really," I joined them where they were sitting.

"Yeah," she laughed as I joined in, in tickling her. I loved my baby.

"Dad!" I heard our seventeen year old son, Jacob, shout from the front yard. "Do you want to play a game of football?" Josh quickly perked up at the offer to play the game he loved so much. Josh had retired from playing football professionally a couple of years ago, he now worked as a coach at the same college we used to attend all those years back. He loved it there. Only now I had I realised how much like my father he had turned out to be, well career wise anyway.

Josh kissed my head as he left the living room to join our son outside. "Love you Baby."

"Love you too," I smiled back. I picked Felicity up and carried her to the kitchen where my thirteen year old daughter, Jasmine sat doing her homework with the help from our oldest daughter whom had just came back from college for the weekend. "Come on girlies," I said to them shutting Jasmine's textbook. "We're joining the boys for a game of football."

They all followed me outside where my husband and only son were throwing a ball between them. "We came to join you, Dad," Lana said grabbing the ball off of Jacob.

"Good," Josh smiled. "Boys against girls." We all agreed with his proposition, both Josh and Jacob were amazing at football. Like Josh, Jacob wanted to become a professional like his father, they both had the same passion for the sport.

Josh had been very popular when he was still playing football, he had always had girls following him around and trying to sleep with him. But he never did. Every night he came home to me and our family. I loved him more for it.

He was an amazing father to our children, he always wanted to spend time with them and take them places. He never wanted to stop having children but after having Felicity we knew four was enough for us. They were great kids, if I do say so myself.

"Mom! Distract Dad!" Lana said to me as she caught the ball.

I knew what I had to do.

I went straight up to Josh and pulled his face to mine and kissed him passionately. Our lips moved perfectly together after so many years, but I never got bored of him. He always made something different or interesting about our kisses happen. This time he picked me up and span me around. When we broke apart he shouted, "I love you Anna Banana!"

I smiled brightly at him, "I love you too, Joshy Washy," and I kissed him again.

After placing me back on the ground we turned to our children, who each had a look of disgust on their faces. "What?" Josh asked them.

"Seriously Dad, we don't need to see you and Mom making out like teenagers," Jacob answered.

Josh and I laughed at his comment. "We were teenagers once too," I told him. "I mean I was only eighteen when I got pregnant with Lana, so I think you know what else we were doing."

"Ew!" all of our children gasped expect little Felicity, who still didn't know what sex was.

"Do you remember Vegas, Baby?" Josh wrapped an arm around me.

"How can I forget?" I sighed. "I mean that was the first time we got married wasn't it."

"It sure was," he laughed.

"You don't married more than once?" Lana asked curiously. We had never told anybody about Josh and I's trip to Vegas, we thought that it wasn't that important for anybody to know. But we had been planning on telling our children about it soon, so they didn't make the same mistake we did.

"Yeah, it was a huge mistake that led me to fall in love with your father," I said sitting down on the green grass before leaning back against Josh who had taken a seat behind me. Our children sat in front of us wanting to hear what we were going to say.

"Tell us about it?" Jasmine pleaded.

"Well it all started when my sister said, 'We're going to Vegas!'..."