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"I need to shower!"

I whined as I cupped Fergal's face.

"But I don't want you to go!"

Fergal whined as his grip around my waist got tighter.

"I have to go shower if you want to eat dinner with your siblings."

"Well maybe we should go have dinner by ourselves. Cause I want dessert, sweetheart."

Fergal said as he pulled me up on the counter and started kissing me.

"Baby, your siblings are going to hate me if we cancel!"

I laughed as Fergal kissing my still bruised neck.

"They'll get over it. C'mon! Let's go have some fun."

Fergal said as he rubbed my hips.

"Fine! Let's go!"

I said, grabbing his hand and running up to the bedroom.

Later That Day

"I'm trying to put some clothes on!"

I whined to Fergal as he threw a pillow at me.

"Why? You look better without them."

Fergal said as I rolled my eyes. I quickly threw a t-Shirt on and hopped back into bed.

"Can I talk to you about something?"

Fergal asked.

"Sure."

I said as I rested my head on him.

"How do you feel about more kids?"

Fergal asked.

"I don't know. Don't ya think we have enough?"

I asked him.

"Well, Chloe and Dylan move out after this year. Brooklyn is starting junior high soon. Let's have another baby."

Fergal said.

"I'll think about it."

I said.

"Well while you think about it, maybe we can have some more fun."

Fergal said as he started kissing me.