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LukeBlack: Sebastian Ross Black, born at 7:38 on March 10th. 6 pounds and 8 ounces, my little champ. You are more than I ever knew I always wanted. Thank you, @britolsen for giving me new life.
"You did so good, baby." Luke ran his hand through Brit's sweaty hair, then wiping away tears as they fell. He kissed her forehead and made sure she could calm down. The baby crying in the background brought joy to his heart and an overwhelming sense of purpose. "You did so good." He kissed her hard and she placed her hand on his face. He looked to the other side of the room and saw the small human being taken care of by nurses. "Our little Sebastian."
"We did it." She weeped, while the nurse came over with her baby wrapped in a blue blanket. "He's so beautiful, babe." She cradled her son against her chest and cooed at him. He had an upturned nose like Luke, his hair was blonde like hers. He had Luke's ears and his eyes were bright like him too, but who knew if they would change. His lips were big, like his Momma. He smelled like lavender, just like her Mom used to tell her. He was so small, so fragile, but he was theirs. "Sebastian Ross, you are the greatest thing to ever happen to me." She whispered and kissed his forehead.
"He's so small." Luke took a deep breath and placed his finger into his son's palm and he gripped it tightly. "I love you, baby." Luke kissed his girlfriend's head and ran his fingers through her hair again. "You gave me the best thing I could ask for."
"Is it ok if we take him while you get cleaned up?" The nurse asked, she was a small, young woman with a long brown hair in a ponytail. Brit knew she was a nurse and she should trust her but letting go of the baby wasn't what she wanted to do. "He'll be just down the hall. Your husband can come and see him." Luke bit his lip when she said the "H" word and Brit let the nurse take Sebastian. Another nurse came and cleaned up Brit before helping her into the bathroom. Luke sat in wait while the nurses changed the bed sheets and took everything out of the room. Brit came back and laid back in the bed, flinching from the pain.
"You're so beautiful." Luke smiled when he looked at her and she rolled her eyes. She knew she was a mess. "You really are. I bet you'd look even more beautiful in a wedding dress."
"Shut up." Brit laughed, shaking her head at his comment. He was too high on the experience of his son being born. He didn't even think about marriage while she was pregnant, why now?
"I'm serious, we should get married. I mean, I love you and you love me. We have a beautiful son now and I don't see why we don't just go ahead and get married."
"Because," Brit sighed, staring at Luke, who she thought was still just being an idiot. But, there's a possibility that maybe he wasn't. "You're crazy!"
"I'm not." He chuckled. "I told you already that I wanted to marry you."
"I still think you're crazy." Brit laughed, settling into the bed to try and get comfortable. She laid against the pillow and Luke came to her side. He pressed his hand against her forehead and then through her hair. He loved the way she was glowing after birth. He always saw her as the most beautiful woman in the world, but something about her now was so much more than he ever expected. She always exceeded his expectations.
"Baby, please marry me." He kissed her cheek and she held his face close. She looked in his eyes, wanting to find hesitation. Something to tell her that he didn't mean it and it was just for the moment. But, they were calm, kind and loving. Everything she needed. He calmed her storm, always taking whatever problem she offered with ease and grace. He was kind, caring for her even when she pushed away. And he loved her more than she ever expected to be loved. He was what she needed, the father of her son and the love of her life. "Marry me." He whispered again and she nodded, knowing that he loved her and wanted her just as much as she wanted him. Forever.
"I'll marry you, Luke Austin Blackhart."
"I love you, Britney Mae Olsen and I'm gonna buy you the biggest diamond I can find." He kissed her lips, sealing the engagement.
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We got to take Sebastian home today. Tina didn't want to put him down and Jake and JT had been waiting to hold him for almost an hour. Amelia had helped Luke put up some of the baby locks on the cabinets, drawers, and outlets. Talia and Harper were still on their way back from a trip to New York. I felt really good being home with him. Everyone brought over extra diapers, even though we got a ton from the baby shower. Everything was working out. Sebastian wasn't crying uncontrollably and JT wasn't trying to fight Luke or vice versa.
"He's gonna be such a stud." Jake laughed, finally getting Tina to hand over the tiny baby. "Hey, bud. I'm your Godfather. You know what that means? If your Mommy and Daddy are bad, I get to have you."
"That is not what it means." I shook my head, opening one of the boxes of diapers to put in a container by the couch. "Don't put negative thoughts in his head already."
"You're just mad that he might actually prefer me." Jake rolled his eyes and I laughed, shaking my head. Luke came in and kissed my head before asking me if I needed him to do anything. I didn't so he went over to Jake so he could take Sebastian. "I just got him."
"He's mine. I made him." Luke mumbled, cradling the infant. He sat by me and I laid on his shoulder, looking over at our sleeping baby. "Look at those lips." They were puckered and smooshed while he laid on Luke's chest. He did have big lips, just like me. "We did good."
"Heartbreaker in the making for sure." I giggled, brushing my finger against Sebastian's smooth cheek. "I hope we can give him a good life." I sighed and Luke kissed my head.
"We will." He assured. "We had good parents, we know what to do." I smiled, knowing he was right.
