Through thick and thin; A Conor Maynard fanfiction

Forty-four

Jess's POV

"It's so fucking hot"

Conor groans as he sinks down next to me on the outdoor sofa, handing me Ladeo seeing he needed to get fed. 

"Language"

He rolls his eyes, his hair curly from sweat as he watches Leonelle playing around in the bottom of the garden. She had a friend over for the day and they had somehow managed to convince me and Conor into buying pizza for lunch, something that happened way too often in our family. 

"Daddy! Daddy! Can you put the sprinkler on, please?"

Leonelle comes running up to where we're sat, her friend standing shyly behind her as she climbs up into Conor's lap to persuade him. 

"Alright, calm down. Only if you let me play with you"

He smirks cheekily down at his daughter, his fingers in her messy hair. The bow I'd put it up in this morning had fallen out and I'm dreading having to brush it tonight. 

Nelle nods confidently, giving Conor a quick kiss before she grabs the hand of her friend to run and get the sprinkler from the shed where the gardener stores it. 

"Nelle let Sophia borrow one of your swimsuits before you start playing"

The two girls stop and run back over to me, knowing they don't know where I store the swimwear.  

"Alright, listen to me. In the bathroom, there are two swimsuits hanging on the bath. Go and grab them and come back so that I can help you put them on, okay?"

They nod, giggling cutely whilst running in to find them. 

"Imagine if we had twins"

I look up at Conor who now was stood topless in front of the sofa where I'm sat with Ladeo in my arms. But my eyes are instantly drawn to his toned abs. The work he'd put into his body lately had really started to pay off and I would lie if I said it didn't suit him being more of the muscular kind. 

"Liking what you see, huh?"

Blushing do I look down because even though I've all the rights in the world to look at my fiance does it still feel weird acting all young again. As a mother of two, you just don't look at your man and think that he's deadly sexy, or wish that you could be all alone so that things could go down between you. No, thoughts like that shouldn't be running through your head when your four-year-old has a friend over and your almost five-month-old is by your breast. 

"Hey, I know it feels weird but remember that we still are young and that two kids shouldn't come between the feelings we share for each other"

I return his smile, moving Ladeo up to my shoulder so that I'm able to burp him. 

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Conor's POV

"Mr Duck, duck, duck had a truck, truck, truck. And he liked to drive, drive, drive down to Clive, clive, clive..."

I grab the yellow duck from the bath water, the song I'd been singing for Leonelle during her bath still stuck in my head as I place it down in the basket with the rest of her bath toys. The drain makes a slurpy sound as I pull the plug, the lukewarm water disappearing quickly and it reminds me of how quickly time's gone by the last few years. 

I'm a father to two kids, I'm about to get married and I'm still only 29 years old. What the fuck happened?

Shaking my head do I dry my hands on my joggers, walking over to our bedroom to wait for Jess to get done with putting Ladeo to bed in his nursery. It's not even that late but I'm knackered, a light headache pounding around my temples as I watch my tired face in the whole length mirror.