Special Kinda Love (Lesbian Story)

Yours

Dreams of endless supplies of doughnuts and bacon were interrupted but cries, cries and chocked sobs from what could only be a blue-faced baby. Gail fought it, sometimes if she played dead long enough her roommate would roll out of bed and take care of the wailing. It was not one of those times.

"I know you're awake." Holly grumbled into her pillow.

Gail groaned and rolled over. "Mm...your kid before five in the morning." Though muffled she heard an exhale similar to amusement, which in turn made her smile despite the hour.

"My name isn't on the birth certificate." Holly pointed out.

"It doesn't matter if your name is on the baby receipt or not." She countered. The cries turned from level one to three in no time flat, one of them needed to get up and soon. "All that matters is that it stops, and I'm not going to be the one to do it."

"But it's your turn." Holly whined and pushed the blonde closer to the edge of the bed. The bed they were sharing while staying at her parents, because their apartment building was being renovated and there was no possible way to get any sleep during the day, and there was no way in any hell that they would stay at the Peck manor.

"Before sunrise he's your son." Gail exclaimed, her voice hoarse from sleep. She lifted up weakly and landed back down on the brunette's arm to stop her from pushing her over the edge.

"Lion King, really?"

"Just get the boy and shut him up." She waved her off.

With a huff and some grumbling Holly rolled out of the bed, taking half the blanket with her and leaving the other half on the cool floor, she shuffled over to the playpen they were using as a crib. She shushed the boy and told him it was okay as she gently scooped him into her arms. Shiloh continued to scream, his face indeed turning blue from all the fussing. Holly bounced him and went back to the bed the blonde was curled up on.

"I think Shy's back to being your son, my boobs are of no use to him." She informed the other woman and placed the crying baby right next to Gail's pillow.

"Why couldn't you have been the one to have the kid." Gail grumbled, pouted, as she wiggled up into a sitting position.

"Because I don't do the boys." Holly tried to soothe Shiloh by brushing his hair with the pads of her fingers.

Gail responded to that by sticking out her tongue at the brunette, her eyes closed in exhaustion.