I press a kiss against her lips while she walks in from our kids' room. We put Skylar's bed in with Noah because she just gets so scared upstairs. "Hello," She smiles while I shut the doors, the double doors to our bedroom. "This is nice," She smiles at the massage I give her breasts. She breastfeeds and it leaves her breasts sore, but she also hates it when I touch then because of how sore they get.
"To make up for the night spent in the hospital instead of in bed." I hum pulling her shirt off.
"Yours now," she demands and I do as told, she loves being in control, it doesn't ever happen though. She loves being dominated just as much as she loves dominating. "I'm in charge tonight." She smiles while I pull away to take my shirt off, she attaches herself to my chest I massage her head and breasts. We're not good at the rough stuff because I like cuddling her so much. It's not about getting off, it's about the experience.
"Should I undo my belt yet?" I poke her softly with the tent shape in my pants.
"Let it out," She smiles making me smile as well, it doesn't take her long to be on her knees.
"Shawn." The nurse enters without much notice only to scream at what she's encountered. Cameron looks mortified and scrambles for a shirt while I try to get my pants done up again. "I-it's nine." She goes pale looking like she might throw up. "It's the decided time that you go to bed." She shivers in disgust.
"Alright," I shoo crawling into my bed, it'll be my first night in my own bed since two days before the wedding. "Come on princess," I giggle pulling my jeans off and sliding on the sweats that are conveniently located in my night stand drawer right next to my side of the bed.
"Ok," she smiles pulling her leggings off leaving her in simply my shirt, she'll have some pants on when she goes for the kids.
"No, you don't sleep in here, all of the medical supplies are in the other room." She shakes her head as if I were an idiot.
"We have all of the same things in here." I shoo again, as soon as she's gone I will be all over my baby girl.
"Well then I suppose I stay here," she shrugs making me roll my eyes.
"We have the button with a light and alarm that will sound in your room if you're needed." I nod trying to get rid of her, Cameron teases me because of my lack of freedom she can do whatever she wants.
"I'm a heavy sleeper." She shrugs a little.
"Then why the hell are you a live in nurse?" I growl Cameron kisses my temple as my hands start to shake.
"Please leave, you're stressing him out." It was all fun and games but I can't do it anymore, she's making me angry, I just need to control myself.
"Yes ma'am." The nurse exits slowly and Cameron hugs me.
"Sh, Sh, let's just go to bed. We'll talk in the morning about what to do, wether or not we hire a new one, and about putting you back on the meds." I've been declared epileptic and they're worried I'm gonna have a seizure and hit my head which will result in a relapse of the whole TBI thing, they think at least. "Let's just cuddle," she hums. "I can make you some tea, doesn't that sound nice? Some hot tea?" She pulls me on top of her with only a minor struggle. "Come on babe."
"I don't like her Cameron, and I won't like any of the other nurses if they make me sleep in the other room." I huff kissing her chest and shoulders up her neck. "This is the only time I have with you after the long days. We can cuddle all night and melt the worries away until the next day."
"I know love, but what if it's what's best?" She hums kissing my head.
"It can never be what's best if it stresses me out more." I bring her closer. "Baby I don't want a nurse." I lay my head against her shoulder letting the first of my tears fall. "I don't like it when people I don't know have to stay here live with us and impose on all of the things I would normally do."
"I know, I know." She twirls her fingers through my hair. "Just calm down, I'll let her go tomorrow morning and I'm gonna find something that works."
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I groan throwing the item I've stumbled upon. Fuck my life, the kids are taking a nap that Skylar's learned to hate, she's four and the queen of attitude, she starts school soon though, kindergarten I should say. She attends preschool that only lasts an hour or two every other day. "Ugh!" I groan loudly looking at all of the other things she has. I can barely do the easiest job as a husband. I'm just supposed to please her, she bares with all of my needs, urges, and desires and I can barely give her one thing. The one thing that could be beneficial to the both of us if I could just open my eyes for a minute. I'm so stupid.
"I figured it out!" She squeals while the garage door slams shut, I rush into the bathroom to grab the item I'd thrown in hopes that she won't notice but when I get to the drawer she stands at the door.
"I'm sorry I know I shouldn't have I just," I look at my feet in shame. "I was cleaning and then I got mad." I place it back into the drawer and shut it. "I won't do it again, look through your stuff I mean."
"What's mine is yours." She nods at me. "I don't know why you'd want those, but you can have them if you do." She chuckles sitting on my legs. "They're nice to have, for when you're busy, or working late." She nods pressing her lips against my forehead. "I use them on the long days, that become significantly longer when you're not around."
"I'm around now," I press my lips against hers turning and laying her on the bed not giving her more than a couple seconds without my body on hers. "Now, What did you figure out?" I smirk teasing her and she rolls her eyes.
"I found you the perfect nurse, and you can't say no because she's everything you've asked for in a nurse and she comes with your favourite little girl, one of them at least." I smile, maybe she's finally understood. I don't want a nurse, I'm happy just having my family. "Brooke!" She smiles with excitement. "She's close to the family, but she's very professional, she will be out of your way until you need her and she'll give you routine check ups to assure health. Once we've gone six months good the doctors say we can get rid of the nurse." She smiles pressing our lips together again.
"That's great princess," I smile touching her hair. "That's great." I mumble evolving our kiss. She will regret owning those toys.
