Sweet Dreams

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"Hey sleepy head awake up," Isaac said shaking me awake. I looked up to see Isaac's charming smile. I couldn't help, but smile myself.
       "Hey," I said yawning and stretching.
       "Come on sleepy head," he said laughing slightly. "Get up."
       "But I don't wanna!" I whined quietly and closed my eyes again.
       "You cannot use your cuteness to get out of this," he said trying to be stern, but failing. I opened my eyes and giggled. "Besides I wanna cuddle," he pouted.
       "Well there's enough room on this bed," I said turning onto my side.
       "But I want to watch Netflix too," he continued pouting.
        "But the bed is really warm, and the outside world is freezing," I whined, pouting and closing my eyes.
       He knelt down and brought his lips to my ear. "What if I were to pick you up, while still in the blanket and carry you to the couch?"
       My eyes shot open and I nodded my head excitedly. He laughed and stood up. I rolled on back and held my arms up. He leant down, putting his arms under my shoulders and knees. I wrapped my arms around his neck and with that he lifted me up. I leant my head on his shoulder, and smiled and shook his head at me.
       "What?" I asked giggling, and  looking at his face. 
        He looked at me. "Nothing. It's just that I have the best wife in the world."
       "After five years of dating and two years of marriage you're still such a cheeseball," I giggled.
       "Well and after all these years I'm still your cheeseball."
       I put my head in his shoulder, taking in his scent. "I wouldn't want it any other way," I mumbled.
       He laid me on our couch an crouched down in front of me. "You're going to the greatest mother in the whole world. He will love you."
       I giggled slightly, "most boys don't get along with their dads, I don't think that'll be the case. He's going to think that you're the greatest dad in the world."
      We looked each other in the eyes, simply getting lost. We both began to lean in, when a ringing filled the air.

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