College Boy [h.s]

Epilogue: Forty Eight.

Eight weeks Later.

Teagans pov

"Wake up sleeping beauty," I tease, pinching his nose delicately with a smile and watching as his beautiful eyes flutter open.

"Morning babe," He responds in a groggy tone, not sitting up from the pillow quite yet. "Are the kids up yet? What time is it?"

"Yes, and 9:30, you slept like a rock," I said, kissing him lightly on the cheek.

"Well after that long night of rough sex I'm not surprised," He said sarcastically with a laugh. He was joking, of course, but we did have a nice night.

I roll my eyes, hitting him with the pillow.

"Mom, what's sex?" A small voice echoes, and the both of us turn our heads quickly to see a little girl standing at the door before walking over and hopping into the bed with us.

"Sex? Um, well-" I begin, suddenly being cut off by the child once again.

"Did you hurt mommy?" She questions, hugging her teddy bear close.

"No, of course not. I would never, why would you think that, darling?" Harry asks the girl.

"Well, you said rough. So- so I thought you meant you hurt mommy?" The girl spoke in utter confusion, and I let out a small laugh at just how adorable she was.

"Payton, your mom is just fine, okay. You don't need to worry abut me," I state, kissing her cheek delicately.

"Oh okay, well what's sex, I wanna play!" She giggles, her eyes widening in excitement.

"Not until you're thirty you won't..." Harry warns her and I roll my eyes playfully.

"Babe, we're not even thirty." I state, but he just shakes his head before responding to the child. "Payton, sex is a game for adults. You can't play until you're older...much older," He reinforces with a tight grin.

"Oh, well I can't wait to play it with you when I'm a big girl!" The five year old giggles, totally oblivious to the entire meaning.

"Oh lord," He shakes his head, giving up on the conversation before turning his attention to me. "Is Jayden awake?"

"He was still asleep in the crib when I went in there but you can check," I said, and he nods.

"Payton close your eyes, I need to get dressed," He announces, and the young girl covers her light eyes quickly.

"Why does Dad get to sleep with no clothes on?" She questions in confusion. "You and Papa always make me wear my spiderman pjs."

Neither of us answer as he stands up, the cover falling off, and I smack his bum jokingly.

"Because he doesn't like pajamas, and he's an adult," I said with a smile.

"Oh- well that just doesn't make no sense," The five year old speaks.

"Any sense, Payton. And you can uncover your eyes now," Harry states, now fully clothed. "And Teagan, since I'm not doing anything today did you and the kids wanna go somewhere?" He asks and Payton shakes her head violently.

"Movies movies movies! I wanna see Incredibles!" The young girl chirps and her father nods, kissing her forehead before exiting the room.

"Mommy, I have a question," The little girl says once he was out of the room.

"What is it baby?"

"Well," She begins. "I've been wanting to ask you this since I spent the night at Grandpa's house."

"Okay, then ask," I smile, nodding for her to go on.

"Well he read me this book before bed time. It was about a Princess Lucy and she was in love with this boy James, she loved him so much, but she was also in love with a boy Zach. And in the end she had to pick one to marry! Spoiler alert, she chose Zach, which made me very happy," The child giggles, getting lost in her own memory.

I smile, "That sounds very sweet, but what was your question, love?"

"You're like a princess, right mommy? Well you look like one to me, so how did you pick Dad?" The child questions, looking at me with admiration.

I smile, thinking to myself.

It all really started back in College...

And that's when the memories came flooding back.

I remembered everything from the church camp, the short period of dramatic dating followed by the much longer period of separation. I remembered the heartaches, the pains, the losses. I remembered falling back in love with the only man I've ever really been in love with.

I remembered everything.

And so with a smile, I said, "he was just the one. My church boy."

The End.