Happier // Sequel to After Thoughts

13

April 4th

I slowly blink my eyes open and let out a small yawn. I look down and smile at the hairy arm that's wrapped around me.

I turn around and peck his lips, which are slightly parted as he snores. He hums a bit when I stand up from the bed, but he stays asleep.

After I take a shower, I call Jackie as I'm getting dressed in the bathroom.

"He was just nervous, that's all. He was great otherwise." I tell her.

"Was he as good as Joey?"

"Honestly?" I chuckle. "Nope. Joey was much more tender when I wanted, and much more rough when I wanted. Joey was always perfect."

"Well, he fucked up his chance of ever having you again."

"That's so true, but watch me end up pregnant with his kid again," I mutter jokingly.

"Let's hope not,"

"Yeah, I never wanna be pregnant again. Those were awful 18 months."

"Well, unfortunately, I have to suffer pregnancy now."

I drop my eyeshadow brush. "What?!" I yell, jumping up and down.

"You heard me!"

"I'm gonna be an aunt!" I yell, running into the bedroom. "Evan, I'm gonna be an aunt!" I jump up and down on the bed, making him groan and bury his face in his pillow.

"How'd Grayson react?" I ask once I calm down a bit.

"Same as you," She giggles.

"Well, Evan is waking up. I'll see you later,"

"Bye," Jackie says, then hangs up.

"Morning, baby," Evan mutters, sitting up. The covers fall down, showing his chest. Only the outline of abs show, unlike Joey, but the rest of Evan makes up for it.

"Good morning," I peck his lips.

"Last night was amazing," He tells me, making me smile.

"I'm glad," I stroke a hand through his hair. "Get dressed and we can go get breakfast."

Evan nods and I walk out of the room to Wesley's room.

"Wake up," I whisper in his ear.

"Hi mommy," Wes whispers after rolling over and opening his eyes.

"Go ahead and get ready. We're all going out for breakfast."

"Okay, mommy,"

I kiss his forehead then walk to London's room. "Good morning my diva," I say, seeing she's already awake and holding onto the bars on the crib to help her stand. She soon falls over, but she just giggles and so do I.

I take her from her crib and pick out her clothes. Since it's a bit chilly out today, I let her wear shorts and an adorable zip-up hoodie that has little cat ears.

I carry her downstairs and see Evan already waiting by the door with Wesley, twirling his keys around his finger. He looks up at greets me with a smile and a kiss on the cheek. "Let's go,"

Once we arrive at our favorite breakfast spot, Evan orders for us while I get London in her high seat, and Wesley obliges to sit in just the chair.

Our food soon reaches our table, and as we all start eating, of course, Joey walks in. I duck my head quickly, but I soon hear his voice next to us.

"Hey, Wesley! Hi London, baby!" Joey kisses both of their heads, and I see Evan clenching his jaw. "And hello, my precious Blair!"

"Hey, Joe," I tell him with a small smile. Much to our dismay, Joey pulls up a seat at our table.

"What's up in the lives of Mr.Morris, everyone's favorite golf-boy-turned-medical?" Joey lightly punches Evan's shoulder with a big smile, and Evan's face turns red.

"I'm fine, and how's everyone's favorite basketball-star-benchwarmer?"

"I'm great," Joey gives him a smug smile, then turns to me. "How's small-penis?" He juts a finger at Evan.

Wesley giggles at the word, and I glare at Joey. "Joe!"

"Okay, okay, sorry. How's Mr.ErectileDysfunction?"

Evan quickly stands from the table and walks off to the bathroom.

"Are you serious?" I ask him. "You're so mean to him! He does nothing but treat me with respect and love."

"Exactly: he does almost nothing. I gave you love, respect, and every dress or necklace or ring you wanted!"

I scoff and just shake my head. "Yes, because respect is cheating on me. You should really leave, Joey."

"Fine. Have fun with your little therapist boy."

"I will,"

"Bye, guys," Joey kisses both of the kids, the top of my head, then walks off to his own table.