Chapter 8
I wake up the next morning and see Creeper sitting against the headboard, feeding Nate. I sit up next to him. "Morning papa." I say. "Morning mama." he says back before kissing me softly. "How's our boy?" I ask. "He's good. Clean diaper and getting his belly full. Ain't that right son?" he asks Nate and Nate just stares up at him. I look down at our son and I still can't believe we're married with a kid. I look up at Creeper and he sees tears in my eyes. "You okay?" he asks softly as Nate starts drifting off to sleep. "Yeah. Just still can't believe this is all real. I'm married to a man that loves me even though I'm broken and we have a perfect little boy to carry on your name. I'm still scared you're going to feel like you got the shit end of the stick not being able to have a kid that's biologically yours." I say. He cups my face and says "Listen to me. I don't care about that shit. He's our kid. You're my wife and I'm not going any fucking where. I will never feel that way because I know I have my wife and son and that's all I need." he tells me. I kiss him softly and say "I love you." He smiles and says "I love you too."
After feeding Nate, we head out to the main room and Creeper is carrying Nate. Sitting on one of the couches, he hands Nate to me when Bishop calls Templo. I hold Nate against me and see Gracie looking at me smiling. "That's a good look on you." she says. "I never thought I'd have this and seeing Creeper with him. You can just see the pride in his eyes." I say. "He is proud. He has a woman that he loves and a son to carry on his name." she says. "I told him that I was still scared he was going to feel like he got the shit end of the stick with me not being able to give him a biological child but he said he would never feel that way." I tell her. "I've known Creeper for a long time and all he's ever wanted was a family." she tells me. "Well now he has one." I say, smiling softly and looking down at our son.
The guys come out of Templo and as soon as Nate hears Creeper's voice, he opens his eyes and starts looking around and squirming. Creeper comes to get Nate and as soon as he picks our son up he stops fussing and snuggles into Creeper. "He knows who his daddy is." Gracie says and I start laughing. "That he does." I say. Creeper moves over to talk to some of the guys, still holding Nate and I move back over to the couch and so does Gracie. "He's such a proud papa." she tells me. "He is. You know, I woke up this morning and he was sitting against the headboard feeding Nate and had already changed his diaper?" I ask and she smiles. "He's good with Nate." I say softly and feel my eyes tearing up. "You okay?" she asks. "Yeah. I'm happy. I'm married to the love of my life and we have a son and I just never thought I would have this." I say. Creeper sees me wiping the tears and walks over and sits next to me. "You okay Princess?" he asks. I stand up and kiss him softly before kissing the top of Nate's head and tell him "I have honestly never been happier in my life." He smiles and kisses me one more time and says "Good because all I want is for you and our boy to be happy."
A little later, we are sitting on one of the couches and I am rocking Nate as I feed him another bottle. "Babe, can you get the diaper bag? He needs a new diaper." I ask Creeper. "I got him." he says. I burp Nate and Creeper takes him to the dorm to change his diaper. "He's really being hands on isn't he?" Taza says. "Yeah, he is. It's really nice." I say as I look towards the dorm. A few minutes later, Creeper brings Nate back to me and says "All clean mama." and I can't help the smile that crosses my face. He leans down and kisses me softly and I ask "How did I get so lucky?" He smirks and says "I'll be the one getting lucky tonight." he says and I start to blush as my husband kisses my lips one more time before he kisses Nate's head and moves to talk to Bishop as I look down at our son and just watch him sleep.
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