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Night In The City

As soon as the Callie and Dylan got in the house, they settled onto the sofa to watch tv, their phones never too far from reach. Iris sat on the floor playing with her dollhouse and Stevie and Lindsey were in the kitchen. Stevie wanted to get to work on dinner, having expressed her hunger earlier and Lindsey sat at the kitchen table watching her.

"You know, you could help." Stevie said, playfully scolding him.

"I've been watching you cook for years and haven't learned a thing. I'm not skilled in the kitchen like you are."

She chuckled. "That's true. I remember being really sick once and you couldn't even heat up canned soup."

"Hey! I figured it out." he argued.

"You did and I was so grateful." Stevie gave him a loving glance and he stood up, moving toward the counter where she was laying out ingredients.

"You wanted me to help you and I can, if you want. Just tell me what to do."

"It's okay."

His eyes followed her as she carefully perused the spice rack then scanned the contents of the fridge. She didn't stay still for long. She was like a little tornado. "Aren't you tired? I remember how exhausted you were with our first set."

Stevie stopped going through cupboards and turned to face him. "Yeah...I, I guess I am." She had been so distracted and her day had been so full, she realized she hadn't sat down at all until the car ride. She was tired.

"Let me make myself useful. You sit down and instruct me. I'm sure you'd love to tell me what to do and actually have me listen."

She giggled. "That sounds wonderful." She kissed his cheek. "You are the sweetest."

"I just want to help. You're doing all the hard work. Growing two babies can't be easy."

"Actually, I feel pretty good," she said, taking her seat. "I mean, I'm tired but I've been to the doctor, I ran errands and shopped..."

"You got up a million times to pee so your sleep was broken up."

"Yep, but I don't have any aches and pains yet. I'm feeling pretty fortunate."

"Still early."

"It is but don't you dare jinx me." She pointed at him and he mimed zipping his lips.

"I won't. So what should I do first?"

"Well, I was going to make a salad first. I don't know what to make for the main part of the meal."

"Anything you're craving?"

"That's a very dangerous question to ask a pregnant woman, Linds."

He chuckled. "Don't I know it, but I just want you to be happy."

"Hmm" she hummed, her chin coming to rest on her fist. "Pizza sounds good. Or pasta..."

"I think I can manage spaghetti, anything more complicated and we will have to go out."

"Go out?" Stevie asked, her eyes lighting up.

"Does mama want to go out?" Lindsey looked back at her and she nodded eagerly. He smiled. "Tell the kids then get ready upstairs. I would love to take you all out to dinner."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, and I know a great little spot too."

"Bruno's? It's only a couple blocks away."

"You must be reading my mind, woman."

"No, I just love that place!" She got up and hurried over to him, kissing his lips passionately. "You take such good care of me."