When She Is No Longer Mine «Jason McCann & Justin Bieber»

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Nezther

I sigh heavily, setting down the last box in my bedroom. A pair of hands grips my hips and turns me around. "Hi, baby," Jason leans his forehead against mine. "Welcome home."

I wrap my arms around his neck. "Let's–"

"Nezther!" Leigh calls.

I let out a whimper. "Kiss?" He nods, pressing his lips against mine.

"Daddy has something for you later, baby," he slaps my ass hard. "Go tend to the kids, I'll unpack everything in here."

I dash out of the room. "Yeah?" I walk down the stairs to the second level of the house which held everyone else's rooms.

"I know you want some alone time with Jason right now, but there's no bottles left."

I groan, I hate pumping. "Alright, I'll go pump some milk then. Do they need to be fed?"

She shakes her head. "No, Jenny just drank the last bottle and they're both asleep."

"M'kay," I walk into Gracie's room. I grab the pump, hooking it up to my breast and sitting in the chair. Jason walks in, standing in the doorway. "Hey," I smile tiredly at him.

He smiles back at me. "Your feet still look swollen," he kneels in front of me.

"Babe, you don't have to," I say as he takes my left foot into his hands.

He nods, "I know. I want to, Angel."

I let out a soft breath as he starts massaging. "Leigh said I just have to pump a few bottles and she'll watch the kids for a few hours," I tell him.

He looks up at me. "Yeah?" I nod. "That was nice of her."

"Mhm," I agree. "I was thinking we could have some adult time then take a nap."

"Adult time?" He chuckles.

"What do you want me to call it?" I laugh with him.

"You could be blunt about it and be like 'Hey, babe, I was thinking while my sister is watching the kids we could have sex then sleep,'."

I roll my eyes. "Just pretend I said that then."

He laughs at me again, this time pressing a kiss to my ankle. "I love you."

"I love you too," I whisper. "Damn, we barely even have time to say I love you anymore."

"I know." He moves to the other foot as I shut the machine off. "Holy shit, Nes," he chuckles.

I nod, "I know. I don't know why I'm producing so much milk, I didn't have enough when Jasper was a baby."

"What about me?"

Jasper comes into the room. "We were talking about when you were a baby," I say as he climbs onto my lap.

He pulls his socks off. "Here, Daddy," he shoves his feet in his Father's face.

I laugh loudly. Jason shoves his feet away. "You have stinky feet, I'm not touching those." Jasper giggles uncontrollably as Jason keeps pushing his feet away. "Okay, bud. Get up, mom has to bring that stuff downstairs."

(I don't know how pumping breast milk works so just go with it.)

I empty the tank of the machine into six small bottles for the girls. "Hey, Nes," Kinsley walks into the kitchen. "I thought you said the colors of the kitchen were black and gray?"

I nod, "they were supposed to be. Jason made an executive decision- which I'm very happy about- and went with lighter colors."

"Alright, well it looks great. I'm on my way out, I have to work. Hey, you're my best friend and you've been like a mother to me the past couple weeks, but you need a break. Leave Jasper's- and if you don't need anything in the twins' rooms- packed and I'll unpack them for you when I get home."

I place the bottles in the fridge, but put two in the freezer. "Kin, you don't need to. I can do it tomorrow," I tell her. "You need your rest. You're working everyday this week."

She laughs, shaking her head. "This is what I mean, mom. I can help out more, you know."

"BABY, HURRY UP! I'M TIRED!"

I sigh heavily. "Have fun at work, Kin."

She hugs me tightly. "Thanks, Nes."

I run up the stairs, then up the second set of stairs to my room. I open the door and turn around to lock it. "Hell yes," Jason watches as I toss off my clothes in front of the bed.