The Only Way Out [Book 2]

Chapter 8 - Down, Horsey

***Bea's POV

"Mummyyyy, wake uuuup."

A soothing, deep voice sings me out of my sleep.

"Yeah, wake up, Mommy!"

My eyelids flutter open and I'm greeted with smiles on the most handsome man and the prettiest little girl.

"Morning, you two," I smile and cover my yawn before slowly pushing myself up to lean against the headboard.

"G'morning, Bea," Harry says as he proudly holds up a tray. "Are you hungry?"

"Mhm," I nod and my smile widens when I see a plate of delicious looking and smelling food, a champagne glass filled with orange juice and a drawing of a rose.

Over the years, Harry has drawn countless sketches for me and I've kept every single one.

My husband has more talent in his little finger than I have in my entire body, but he's humble and always thanks me when I compliment his work.

Unlike in high school, Harry accepts the fact that he has talent. He's using it instead of wasting it and I couldn't be prouder of him.

"What's all this for?" I look at Harry through teary eyes.

Even though I can believe he would do something so thoughtful, because he's done it before, I still don't expect it.

"Your daughter made breakfast in bed for you."

"Aw," I wink at Harry before turning to Ferris with a big smile. "You did? Thank you, sweet girl."

"Yeah!" she crawls over and sits right next to me. "Can I have some?"

"Ferris, you've already had breakfast," Harry gives her a look as he places the tray over my lap. "This is Mummy's."

"What did you eat, Ferris?" I ask to get her mind somewhere else.

"Uumm," she sits on her knees and rocks a bit.

"Did you have oatmeal with strawberries?" Harry sits at the foot of the bed and holds out his arms for her.

"Yeah!" she crawls over to Harry. "It was yummy."

"Oooo, that sounds good," I smile at Harry before looking at my plate. I load my fork with some cheesy scrambled eggs, mushroom and avocado and my mouth practically waters. "Did you eat breakfast with her, Babe?"

"Yes," he smiles at me as he holds Ferris on his lap, gently swaying from side to side. He leans down and kisses her cheek. "Do you want to check on Baby Brother with me?"

"Yeah!"

I continue to eat the delicious breakfast that my wonderful husband made for me while he and my daughter walk over to the bassinet.

"He's awake, Bea," Harry looks back at me with a smile as he holds Ferris on his hip.

He's awake and not crying for my milk? Wow.

I smile in relief and take a sip of my orange juice.

"Ewwww," Ferris looks at Harry and pinches her nose.

"Alright, I think the poor guy needs a diaper change," Harry says with a chuckle as he walks back over.

He gently sets Ferris down on our bed and she crawls over to me.

"Okay and I'll nurse him after."

"We make a great team, don't we, Baby?" he looks at me with a hint of pride in his eyes and I can't help but feel the same.