New Year.

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"'Cause every time we touch, I get this feeling 

And every time we kiss I swear I could fly
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last
Need you by my side..."


The song blasted in Cameron Indoor, and the guys all jammed to it. Being in the crowd and being a crazy was one of the greatest experiences of my life, not the greatest moment but definitely a great experience. Countdown ended and I walked around and waited by the locker room, I was greeted by the new guys, and then the man of my dreams. "Baby!" He picked me up and spun me around, this year was his year, and we both knew it. "Great song choice." He nodded and kissed me quickly. "Do you wanna go out with the boys?" A quick shake of his head he looked at me like I was crazy. "No way! I wanna go home and see my princess." I nod and place my hand on his cheek. "She is in bed, you can see her in the morning."


"I'm going home with you and that's final." I nod my head as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "Let's go home." I waved goodbye at the team as we walked to his car. Use to, car rides with Grayson were always funny, or we would lip sync to songs. We still do that we just usually talk about our baby first. "How was she after I left?" I look over and nod with a smile. "She was fine honey, she ate, watched Mickey Mouse and she got a little fussy for bed but other than that I put her down like a champ.  G, you don't have to worry. I got this when you go on the road." I spoke confidently as he smiled and his hand rubbed my inner thigh. " I know you do, baby,  I'm not saying you don't have it under control, I just I hate being away from her. Like tonight, was the hardest for me, leaving her is hard for me." I nod leaning over kissing his cheek softly. "I know it is. But you know how excited she gets when she sees you? She loves you and she knows you love her and no matter where in the world you know that she will love you." He parked the car and looked at me.


We walk into the apartment. "Thanks, Kayla, I appreciate you watching her tonight." I say to my best friend from Biology. "Anytime, she woke up once with a cough, nothing major she soothed herself back to sleep." Kayla grabbed her backpack and walked out of the apartment. I walk into the kitchen as I look around. "Baby you hungry?" I ask but not receiving an answer I stand there with an eyebrow raised. "Honey?" I ask a little louder with no answer. "Grayson James!"  I say rounding the corner seeing Laurel's bedroom door open.  I walk over to the door and lean on the frame as he picked her up carefully not wanting to wake her, he smiled down at her. "I love you, Bug." he said softly kissing her head. He looked up at me as I smile and walk over to him. "I can't believe she's eight months old." He said and kissed me placing her down in the crib fixing her blankets and leaning over to kiss her head once more before walking out. "I love you Jess, more than words can describe, I love you so much." I smile and lean over kissing his lips gently, which turned into something a lot less gently. He picked me up and walked us to the bedroom. "I love you." Was the last thing I said to him before something switched. His hands traveled up my stomach. 


The next morning, I planned on letting Grayson sleep in but he beat me to the baby. I woke up and heard giggles coming from the living room, it made my heart smile.  I walk out of the bedroom wearing Grayson's shirt and a pair of shorts. "Good Morning, Beautiful." He looked up at me and winked.  "Dada." A small voice said from under Grayson. "Are you crushing our child?" She giggled under him and he laughed. "No. I would never." I hear more giggles from under him. "Shh, Mama is gonna find you." He said as I get in the floor crawling over, a squeal passed the babies lips as she kicked her legs. "She is too cute for her own good." I say kissing her head and then Grayson's lips. "Last year was a hell of a year, This is a New Year for us. I am ready to play some ball." Grayson said kissing him and then he tickled Laurel.  

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