My Lighthouse

Sleepover

Sheila opened the door and got a big smile on her face, when she looked into the brightly shining eyes of her guest, for the next two days. Millie! She said out loud and immediately lifted the little girl up to cuddle her. Millie put her arms around Sheila's neck and gave her a huge kiss on her cheek. As soon as Millie got some air she asked, "I have another guest auntie Sheila. Am I aloud to bring her along?" With her face slightly down to the floor and her sweet lips pouting, she shyly put her eyes up to Sheila. Hoping that this "look" would help to convince her, to let her guest stay. "And who might this guest be sweetheart, your daddy?" Sheila asked, badly trying to hide her smile. Noooooo, not my daddy! Millie said out loud, while she rolled her eyes. Otherwise mummy would be alone and that would make her sad." Without loosing eye contact, Millie hold up Joany, her doll. "No auntie Sheila it's Joany! Is she aloud to stay? I will tell her to be a good girl, otherwise she isn't aloud to come along next time". Sheila pressed her lips together, so she wouldn't laugh, when she looked at Collin, whose eyes were brightly shining of pride and love for this adorable little girl.

"Well, I think uncle Mark can handle three woman instead of two, don't you think?" Millie nodded enthusiastically and looked over Sheila's shoulder to see if her uncle was already there. "No sweetie, he isn't here yet, but he will be soon." She kissed Millie again and put her down onto the floor, to welcomed Colin. "Please come in Colin" she invited him. Would you like something to drink?" Collin looked in the same shy way as his daughter just did and mumbled "That's sweet Sheila, but no thanks. Susan asked me to be back as soon as possible" He blushed when he said it, which betrayed what they had in mind, now they were finally alone for two days. Sheila's eyes twinkled as she smiled at him. "It's okay, maybe next time. It's never good to let a lady wait." She hugged him, promised to take good care of his little girl and after they both waved him goodbye, Sheila took Millie by the hand to walk back into the house. Ready for two days of endlessly playing, cuddling, kissing and deep in her heart she also wanted to experience how it felt to be a family.

Mark was home later than expected and he was slightly irritated because of that. He had been looking forward to Millie's visit to them and now he had missed almost one whole day. He opened the front door and pulled his eyebrows up, when he saw the mess in the living room. Toys all over, lemonade on the table and the smell of self backed cookies. Hmmm the hurricane has been through here already, he laughed. Mark walked into the kitchen to see if they were there. Looking at the mess, he could see they had been here as well. He smiled when he saw three cookies on a plate with a pink ribbon around it. Probably for him, but he didn't wanted to spoil the fun by eating them already, before Millie could give them to him. Of course she expected a kiss, a hug and a compliment in return.

Mark pored himself a glass of red wine and looked at the mess in the kitchen once more as he laughed softly. Sheila probably had not wanted to nag about backing without spelling and he loved her for that, like he loved so much about her. He walked back into the living room, when he heard giggling from upstairs and water splashing. He was a bit tired, but he didn't wanted that, to have any influence on this evening and with the glass in his hand he walked upstairs.

Millie was the first one to notice him as he leaned against the door, looking at this gorgeous picture here in front of him. Uncle Mark! She yelled. "Do you want to join us in the bathtub?" she asked immediately. Sheila blushed, while she just put Nemo and Dory in the plastic bowl, which they had taken along in the bathtub. Mark's eyes followed every curve of her naked wet body while he sipped his wine. I noticed, you already had a great time in the kitchen as well, he said to Sheila with a low tone of voice and his eyes went straight through her. Thankfully Millie didn't notice the vibration between her aunt and uncle when she asked, "Did you already see my present uncle Mark?" Millie looked at him with fear in her eyes. "Which present sweetheart?" Mark asked as if he really had no idea, what she was talking about and Millie took a deep breath of relieve.