*Marilyn's Point Of View*
After dressing Jordyn for the day, I take her down into the kitchen for her breakfast. Which is a battle. I am trying to ease her into solids; it's a working process. As soon as I enter the kitchen, I am greeted by a energetic Dylan. He is dancing while searching through the cupboards. I giggle to myself. Jordyn claps her hand's in delight. I ease past Dylan and carefully set up her high chair, all the while balancing her on one hip. Once Jordyn was seated and ready for feeding, I walk to the cupboard to grab her baby food. I grab a jar and turn to Jordyn. "Look what mommy has! Carrot sauce! ", I exclaimed, waving the jar around as I approached her. Jordyn claps and giggles, flashing her gums. I laugh and grab a stool. "okay, snotty bear...please eat this for mommy ", I pleaded opening the jar. Jordyn continues her aimless cooes. I start to open the jar but the telephone rings. I sigh and search the kitchen for Dylan. He had long left the kitchen. I roll my eyes and stand up from my stool. Just as I start reaching for the telephone, Michael yells from upstairs that he has it. I sigh heavily and stare at the telephone. I want to know who it is. It could be Bill. I bite at my bottom lip. I am not for eavesdropping but, It doesn't hurt to be curious. I glance over at Jordyn. "Mommy's about to do something sneaky... So don't tell daddy", I instructed, Holding my index finger to my lips. She just giggles. I shake my head smiling and slowly pick up the phone...
*Michael's Point Of View*
I have been waiting on this call all morning. I have no other choice but this. Plus Bill recommended it. After cleaning up the nursery I walk down the hall towards Jasmine's room. I was about to knock, when I heard the telephone ring. Knowing it had to be him, I jogged towards the bedroom. "I got it!!", I yelled, entering the bedroom. I receive No response from the house, so I answer the phone.
*"Hello?"
"Uhh Hello, Mister Jackson? ",
"Yes this is him speaking"
"Oh well hello I'm Dr. Melrose, A friend of Bill's. How are you?",
"I'm fine...And you?"
"I'm great. Now I've heard about your chronic insomnia... ",
"Is that what it's called?"
"Yes, it's a type of sleeping disorder caused by stress or lack of slumber.",
"Mmm... I see...can you help?"
"Yes I can and will... I just need you to know that I will be prescribing you a medication okay? ",
"Umm... if it helps"
"Yes it's a-", "Hey Mo-... " -click-
"Uhh Mister Jackson?",
"Yes... Sorry... I will call you back I need to investigate something, Thank-you and have a nice day!"
"Okay same to you bye...",
"Bye..."*I sigh and return the phone onto it's hook. Now to investigate. I exit the bedroom and make my way into the kitchen. I quietly entered the kitchen. Marilyn was carefully placing the phone on the hook. I hold back my laughs. She thinks she's so sneaky. She turns to Jordyn. "Thanks to your big sister... mommy is in trouble... ", She said sitting on the stool in front of Jordyn. "Darn right she is...", I replied, letting my presence be known. Marilyn jumps and glances over at me. "H-hey... Papa... ", I smirk. "Hey mama...Did you enjoy the conversation?... ", Her eyes widen. "W-what conversation? ", She questioned, Dipping Jordyn's spoon into the carrot sauce. I shake my head. "Woman you know exactly what I'm talking about... My phone conversation with Dr. Melrose... ", She began feeding Jordyn who was making distasteful facial expressions. "Oh...that...I'm sorry... ", She whispered, still trying to spoon feed a now fussy Jordyn. I sigh. "It's okay... just promise to not do it again... ", She slowly glances up at me. "I won't, Now can you help me need Snotty Bear here?", She begged, wiping her forehead which was splattered a bit with carrot sauce. I chuckle and nod. I walk over to them and grab the jar and squat a little. "Hey Snotty bear...daddy's got a treat! Look!", I cooed trying to heighten her interest. Jordyn instantly starts giggling. I smirk at Marilyn. "See papa's got this", I teased winking at her. Marilyn raises her hand's in defeat. "Oh yes... Papa has it...", I nod proudly. Turning back to Jordyn, I begin making silly faces and noises. Jordyn claps and giggles in delight. "See you have entertain her...then you have to try it...because if you like it...she will like it...", I instructed. Marilyn nods. "Oh yes professor Jackson.... that's interesting.... ", She said sarcastically. I laugh and hold up Jordyn's spoon. "See Jordyn the sauce is so good even daddy likes it.", I beamed slowly moving the spoon to my mouth. Jordyn watches in awe. Marilyn just smirk at me. I finally stuff the spoon in my mouth. "See...this is..mmm...What the fuck?! This shit is nas-", "Michael! ", Marilyn hissed hitting my shoulder. I rush to the sink. Jordyn is giggling uncontrollably. I continue washing out my mouth profusely. That carrot sauce taste like cardboard and cabbage. Once the taste was gone. I turn to Marilyn. "I'm sorry mama...but that's some nice crap you are feeding our child...", She shakes her head. "It's for babies...Not thirty-nine year old men...", She said bluntly. I raise my hand's in surrender. "No need to get catty mama... I'm sorry ", She sighs and cleans Jordyn's highchair table. "Now she definitely isn't going to eat it...", She murmured to herself. I walk up behind her and grab the sponge from her hand. "Look I'll clean the mess up...and We can call Yuli to help with tips okay? ", I said planting a kiss on her shoulder. She smiles. "I just want to be good to her....She's my only girl that I can raise from a baby on up...", I hug her waist. "Look at it this way...Jasmine wasn't a baby when we adopted her...but she is turning out to be just fine...a regular moody teenage girl....you are a wonderful mother and wife...don't forget that", I whispered, planting another kiss on her shoulder. She giggles. "Thanks Papa... ", I smile. "Anytime Mama...",...
To Be Continued....
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A Million Way's To Love You™∽For All Time∽♥Book 5
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