The Only Way Out [Book 2]

Chapter 6 - Eye Vegetables

***Bea's POV

I hear crying.

It sounds more like screeching.

My baby is crying. No, my baby is screeching.

I open my eyes and the alarm clock on my nightstand is beaming something in red. Squinting my eyes, I can see it's 1:13AM.

Really? It feels like I've been asleep forever. I feel so rested. And a little hungry.

I sit up slowly and lean against the headboard while being serenaded by my baby's screeching.

And my husband's snoring.

My hand feels around for the notch and I turn on the lamp.

"Harry, wake up," I nudge him. "He needs changed before he eats."

"Mm."

"C'mon, Harry, he's hungry," I roll my eyes and nudge him again.

How can he sleep through this? Did he put in earplugs? The cheater.

"Okay, I'm up," he says groggily, rolling onto his side. "I'm up."

"No, you're not," I pull the covers from him and he curls into a ball.

I'm not in the mood to play games.

My son is upset.
I'm upset.
He's hungry.
And I'm hungry.

All my lovely husband has to do is get up and hand me the baby then he can lay back down while my nipple is being furiously sucked on like there's no tomorrow.

And with that thought, I spank his bum.

"Okay, okay, I'm awake," he shuffles to the edge of the bed. Letting out a grumble, he gets up and walks over to the bassinet. "I'll change him."

"Thank you," I reach for the glass of water on my nightstand and take a drink.

"C'mere, Seb," he cradles Sebastian and makes his way out of our bedroom.

In just his boxers.

I set the glass down and wipe the dribble off my chin.

God I want him. Maybe he'll change his mind and let me please him.

I have to remind myself that I can't have anything done to me, but I can do things to him and that will give me pleasure in return.

Heck yeah, it will.

As I plot my sweet attack on my handsome husband, he walks back in with Sebastian.

My bedside lamp is bright enough to illuminate the dark imprints and outlines of his tattoos on his bicep, chest and abdomen.

I would do anyth-

"Bea," Harry chuckles as he places the boppy pillow on my lap, "are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," I nod quickly, feeling my cheeks warm.

"If you're sure," he places Sebastian in my arms. "You just looked, I don't know."

"I'm fine," I brush it off and pull down the left side of my nightgown. I bring Sebastian close to me and he latches on. "There you go, sweet boy."

Harry places the burp cloth on my shoulder and we both quietly laugh at Sebastian's little noises.

"He was hungry, the poor little guy," Harry whispers, gently brushing Sebastian's hair.

"Yeah," I smile at my hungry baby boy as Harry walks around to his side of the bed.