A Different Divergent: A Better Tomorrow

~fifty-two~

Chapter 52

"Tris, love, it's time to get up. Wake up, sleepy head." I grunt, resisting opening my weighted eyelids. "Come on, Beatrice Grace Eaton. I let you sleep as long as I could. You need to get up." I struggle to open my eyes and finally manage to drag them open. "There's your beautiful eyes. Good morning, my Six." He doesn't call me that often so it brings a smile to my lips.

"Four," I groggily say. He leans over and lightly presses his lips to mine and gives me a soft good morning kiss. "What time is it?"

"It's a quarter to 7," he says. That wakes me up.

"Why didn't you get me up earlier?" I ask as I flip the covers off me and quickly get out of bed ... well as quickly as I can at nearly nine months pregnant. I frantically move throughout our bedroom picking out clothes for today.

"Hey, hey. Slow down," he says, grabbing my arm and pulling me to him. "I got Tyler up and dressed. I gave Tessa a bottle and put her in the cutest little outfit. All you have to do is take a shower and get ready to go to breakfast. I think I left you plenty of time." I throw my arms around his neck and pull his mouth to mine for a slow, unhurried kiss.

"Good morning, Mr. Eaton," I breathlessly say, panting.

"God, I never tire of hearing you say that," he roughly says, still winded himself. "Good morning, Mrs. Eaton. Get ready. We'll be downstairs waiting for you."

"Okay," I say. I give him a sweet little kiss on the cheek then swat his behind as I sashay to the closet.

"You're in a good mood today," he says.

"I feel great right now," I say. "There's no pain in my back. My hormones seem in check. I have tons of energy. I could probably pack the entire apartment by myself but I want to go to the control room with you this afternoon. That's if you don't mind."

"I'm fine with it," he says. "Just promise to call it quits if you get too tired."

"I can do that," I say. "You better check on the kids. They're being much too quiet."

"Okay. I'll be downstairs. I love you."

"I love you, too," I say. "Now leave me alone."

"Your wish is my command, love," he calls out as he moves down the hall toward the stairs and I shake my head. That man! I open my closet and pick out an outfit then head into the bathroom. I'm in and out of the shower within five minutes just like most days. After I rub my coconut oil lotion all over my body, focusing on my belly, I slip into the comfortable black yoga pants, dark gray and black wide stripped tank top, and black walking shoes. I style my hair then pull out my makeup bag. Hhm. Where's my eyeliner? Why can't I find it? I just used it yesterday. Did I not put it away? I search the sink top and all around the vanity on the floor but still don't see it. I go to my little-used makeup basket with the intention of grabbing my black eyeliner and find my everyday soft gray liner. How? Am I losing my mind? I know damn well I didn't put it there but I guess if I dropped it Tobias might have put it in there. I grab the liner and quickly do my makeup then put it all away and wipe off the sink. After I turn off the light, I head downstairs.

"Alright, who's ready to go to breakfast?" I ask. Tobias gets up off the couch and hands me Tessa who smiles her wide toothless grin when she sees me. She's absolutely adorable in the sleeveless slate blue peasant shirt with a floral design on the neckline, floral shorts, and headband with a floral bow that he put her in. "Aren't you the cutest thing I've ever seen?"

"Hi, Mommy," Tyler says. "I weady!"

"Hi, buddy," I say as I ruffle his hair lovingly. "Did you sleep well?"