Motorcycle Girl: Book Three

Chapter 2: Jacuzzi Tub

This chapter is rated M or R or whatever there's sex don't read it if you can't handle it lmao

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"Bah!" Noemie throws a toy down in the bathtub, splashing my shirt. She giggles loudly and starts cooing. I shield her eyes with a smile and pour water on her head.

"Are you playing?" I ask. "Hmm?"

She starts cooing again, and then she grins. I wash her hair carefully and tilt her back to rinse out the soap.

She look so much like Odeletta. She has big brown eyes, Odette's nose, her face shape, her lips, and her chubby cheeks that she had as a baby. She even has her chocolate brown hair, but hers is lighter. Adelaide said Odette was born with the same hair. The only thing that she doesn't have is Odette's eye color. My eyes are brown too, but her eyes are the same as mine, whereas Raylen has my face shape, Odette's eyes, my nose, and my lips. He has the same dirty blonde hair that I do too, but his is lighter right now, the same way mine was when I was his age.

I wash Noemie's body with the washcloth and let her play for a little while longer.

I hear hurried footsteps behind me, and then Raylen stands at the edge of the tub, his blonde hair soaking wet. He's in his pull-up.

"Is she all washed?"

I glance at Odette standing behind me.

"Yes she is." I say, tickling Noemie's chest a little bit.

She coos and giggles.

"Beau, it's already midnight."

"What?" I ask.

"They need to go to bed. Noemie should have been asleep at seven, hun."

We didn't get home until a half hour ago. I'm still in my suit myself, and she's still in her dress.

Nodding, I reach in and pull the plug to the tub. I grab the fluffy white towel and lay it on the floor.

"Ready?" I ask Noemie. "One...two...three!"

I make an airplane sound with my mouth as I lift her from the tub, flailing her around like she's flying for a moment before I lay her down forcefully, stopping at the last second to gently lay her on the towel. She's still giggling while I wrap her in a towel and stand up. I look at Raylen.

"Where are your pjs little man?"

"Dans ma chambre!" He exclaims. He said 'in my room'

"How about you go with Mama and get dressed." I say, nodding at my wife.

She kisses my cheek and takes his hand, letting him pull her to his bedroom. I walk into the room across from Odeletta and I's room, laying my towel-wrapped daughter on her changing station. I start drying her, laughing with her and playing peekaboo with the towel. She giggles nonstop. I grin and grab a diaper.

"You are so cute!" I exclaims. "Do you know that? You look just like Mama! Just like your Mama!" I tickle her gently and she laughs an adorable baby laugh. Grinning, I lift her small body and put a diaper on her, followed by a hot pink onesie that says I'm cute, Mom's hot, Dad's lucky