Perspective

67- I'm going to marry you right now

"Chase, the alarm is going off," Asher tells me, his voice thick with sleep.

I turn off the alarm and stretch my arms over my head. "Rise and shine, baby," I tell my boyfriend.

"Five more minutes, Chase," he grumbles, pulling me closer to him.

Instead of going back to sleep, I watch him. His lips are parted. His hair is messy but super cute. His shirt rode up during the night revealing his v-line.

As I trace my fingers along his tattoos, I realize that there is a new and fresh one. It's a geranium.

"Your favorite flowers," Asher says, shifting.

"Flowers?" I question.

"Jasmine, under the rose."

I look and find that I completely missed the jasmine. I silently trace his arm.

"If you keep doing that I'll fall asleep," Asher mumbles, opening his eyes. He blinks, clearing his vision. "You look cute."

"You do too," I tell him with a smile.

He gives me a tired but big smile.

"Mommy!" Harper calls from his little bed which is across the room.

"Yes, baby?" I ask, sitting up.

"Hungy," he tells me, patting his little stomach.

"What do you want for breakfast?" I ask, standing up.

"I'll take a blueberry muffin," Asher tells me.

I nudge him with my elbow as I pass by.

"Dada?" Harper asks, climbing out of his bed.

Asher turns onto his other side. "Yeah baby?"

"Dada!" Harper squeals with excitement.

I watch as my boys greet each other.

"I'm going to make toast. I know you want some," I say to Asher. "Harper, toast or cereal?"

"Toad!" Harper replies.

I give both of them kisses on the cheeks before going to put bread in the toaster.

Dylan leaves his room with his phone pressed to his ear. "I know. Take care, Asp. I love you." He ends the call and scans the cereal boxes on the counter. He picks up the box of Lucky Charms and pours some in a bowl.

"Babe, can I have a hug?" Asher calls from my room.

Dylan's eyes go wide. "He's back?!"

I nod and watch as he runs into my room and attacks Asher in a hug.

"Bro, I asked for my girlfriend," Adher jokes, "not you."

"You get what you get and you don't throw a fit," Dylan tells him, squeezing him tighter.

It's cute how they have a good friendship where physical contact really isn't that big of a deal. Asher has those kind of friendships with Jace, Dylan, and Carter and it's nice.

"My Dada!" Harper says, pushing Dylan away from Asher.

"We can share, Harper," Dylan says. "Don't be so selfish."

I walk inside and brush my teeth while the two of them fight over Asher. As I finish, Asher brings in Harper so the two of them can brush their teeth as well.

"Harper's mean," Dylan complains as I walk into the kitchen.

"He's 2, give him a break," I remind him, getting the toast ready. "Baby, butter or jelly?" I call to Asher.