Chapter 26 - Hanging baskets

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Zosia's POV

Me and Ollie get out of the car, and I get our beautiful daughter out the back. We walk up the garden path, and Ollie opens the front door.

"Home sweet home." He smiles. "Are you ready to see your bedroom Penny?" He asks as he looks into the car seat. Penny is looking around, taking everything in, and Ollie smiles at her.

"See, she likes our house already." He says. 

We walk in, and immediately, I'm hit with the smell of lasagna.

"Ollie, I thought you were at the hospital all morning." I say.

"I was." He replies.

"So who's been cooking then?" I ask. Curiosity gets the better of me, and I walk into the living room to find Dom dusting.

"Dom? How did you get here?"

"Zosia!" He smiles, coming over and hugging me. "How are you?" 

"We're all great, it's good to be home. But seriously Dom, how did you get in?"

"Hanging basket rule." He says simply. Of course, I forgot Dom knew about that. 

"Do you want a cuddle?" I ask, getting Penny out of the car seat.

"Of course, she needs to get to know her uncle Dom, doesn't she?"

I place her in his arms, and then we all sit down.

"Aren't you the cutest? You caused your mummy and daddy a lot of worry little lady, how could they be angry at this little face?" He coos.

"Zosh?" Ollie asks.

"Hmm?" 

"What's the hanging basket rule?" He asks. I was wondering when that question would come, I haven't told him yet.

"He doesn't know the rule?" Dom asks. 

"No, what rule?" Ollie asks, oblivious.

"It's really nothing important." I say, "I just keep a spare key in one of the hanging baskets..." 

"The one on the left," Dom interrupts,

"The one on the left, so if we ever forget our keys, we can use that one."

"You mean, you've had a spare key there all this time, and you've always made me drive back to work when I forget mine." Ollie asks.

"I forgot it was there," I protest.

"Zosiaaa." Ollie moans, "why..." He is interrupted by Penny crying, and I take her from Dom.

"Come on sweetie, do you want a bottle?" She settles down, and looks up at me. 

"Olls, she's hungry." I say, looking at him pleadingly. "Can you make a bottle."

"I'll do it." Dom says, trying to be helpful.

"Thanks, the formulas in the kitchen, and her bottles in the bag." I say. Penny starts crying again, wanting her food.

Dom goes into the kitchen, and Ollie sits next to me, putting his arm around my shoulder. "I could get used to this, beautiful daughter, beautiful wife to be, and Dom doing everything for us." 

"Don't get used to it." I laugh, "He'll soon be gone; the crying and nappies will be too much."

We both laugh, and then Dom comes in with the bottle.

"One bottle of our finest baby milk." He says, handing it to me.

"Thanks." I reply. 

He walks out of the room again, to go and 'dust'."

"She's so cute when she drinks." I smile.

"I know, we've got such a perfect little family. I love you."

"I love you too."

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