These Awkward Moments

Part 73 Life

Delilah's POV
We took the twins with us to community dinner that night. Our neighbors were becoming bolder in asking for peeks of them in their sling as they got bigger. In the past I had expressed some displeasure when overzealous community members touched my babies without asking. I had a very real concern that in this new world without vaccinations, old infectious diseases would return. Something as simple as an outbreak of measles could be deadly to an infant. And chances of this type of outbreak grew with each new community that we came in contact with. As a result I tended to cut short any time spent chatting after a meal.

After dinner we walked home and stopped to sit on the porch swing, each holding a sleeping baby. Daryl put his arm around my shoulder and drew me closer to him. I leaned my head back onto his arm and smiled up at him. "Ya know... every time we sit like this it brings back memories of the days when you were chasin' after me. Just a young buck, all twitter-pated over the new girl in town."

Daryl chuckled. "I weren't ever no 'young buck' Doc. Least, not since we met. But I know what ya mean. Porch swings bring back a lotta good memories for me too. Ya know, you were sittin' on a porch swing the first time I ever caught a peek at your breast."

I blinked in surprise and turned my head to face him. "Oh really? And how is it you've never told me this story before?"

He laughed again. "I reckon it slipped my mind that I'd never told ya. You had been swingin' Mercy and were singin' to her, but ya got quiet. I came up the steps, and realized you'd fallen asleep, and she slipped off your breast. Your skin looked so creamy and smooth, and your nipple was standing up so perky. You have no idea how hard it was ta resist. I sure didn't want someone else wonderin' up on ya like that. So I snuck back down the stairs, then made some noises, and walked back up the stairs again loud-like."

I nodded. "I think I remember that night. It was before we left to go to the Hilltop. Before the last fight with Negan. Lord! That seems like a lifetime ago! That was before I got fed up,with ya playin' hard ta get and finally kissed ya."

Daryl's eyes twinkled as he smiled. "Yeah. It was when I still thought you were Roe's woman. Even that never stopped me from wantin' ya."

I stretched and stood to go inside. "Well why don't we get these two fed one more time, then settled in bed? Then we can talk some more about whether or not ya still want me like that."

Daryl's grin turned lustful. "Ain't no doubt about that Delilah Dixon." he growled as he walked toward me.  I giggled and hurried inside and up the stairs with Daryl right behind me. I fed the babies and we got them ready for bed, then placed them in the crib next to our bed. They would end up in the bed with us at some point during the night, but we had been fairly successful in getting them to start the night in their crib.

As the babies settled in, Daryl headed toward me like a big cat stalking its prey. "Now. Where were we? Oh yeah. You wanted to talk about whether or not I still want ya. Well I say talk is cheap. How 'bout you c'mere and let me show ya?"

Daryl reached out and grabbed my hips pulling me toward him. His arms went around my waist, and my hands went to his neck. As he kissed me he pulled me closer. I could feel his erection already pushing against my lower belly. "I'd say there's no doubt about the effect ya have on me Mrs. Dixon. The question is whether or not ya still get turned on by an ol' man with more salt than pepper in his beard?"

I pulled his head back down to mine and kissed him just as passionately as he had kissed me. "You still make me just as wet, just as easily as you always have Mr. Dixon. And I think your gray beard is incredibly sexy." I ran my fingers across a scruffy cheek.