The Architect. [The Blacklist. Donald Ressler X Oc]

Hot Weekend.

Maggie.

It was a very well know fact that Donald can rock a suit, any color, any day, he was a piece of eye candy when he wore one. What I didn't expect was him elevating his hotness level to a million when he wore a turquoise swimsuit I'd bought him. It'd been so long since I'd seen him with a swimsuit that I'd forgotten how amazingly well he fitted the trunks.

He was not amused or maybe too amused by me drooling all over him when he put them on along with a white shirt, specially when he carried our baby around and his biceps peaked out off his shirt.

God, he was the hottest thing in the world.

We had to postpone our weekend out for one more week, and I silently hoped Don wouldn't be called in to do whatever. So far we were good, and we were hauling the remaining things in the car, Don was holding Alma, who had the cutest sunhat ever and I'd dressed her in a swimsuit along with a summer dress.

Don stopped in the middle of the path to the car and snuck his hand on his pocket, also looking at Alma making the face... Yeah, that face.

He looked at the phone and as I walked the remaining steps to him he quickly handed me the baby.

"Look who's got a present for Mommy" he said cheerily.

"You were holding her whilst she was doing it it's your turn"

"I've got a call from Cooper, I'll owe you" he excused, I squinted at him and held the baby. As I turned around to quickly change Alma out of her diaper, I heard him answer the call.

When I finished, I headed out again and saw him finish, waiting for me near the car with the door open.

I walked next to him and looked at him, he gave me a little smile and I motioned at the both of us.

"If you have to leave then it's your loss, we've got our swimsuits on"

He snuck his hands under Alma's arms and pulled her, then laid her in the car seat and began to strap her to it.

"I've also got my thing on, I'm not going anywhere"

"Oh this thing?" I said and shamelessly squeezed his ass "Hadn't even noticed"

He had perked up and given me a sly smile, but kept at it with the straps until he was finished, I made my way around the car and sat in the passenger seat, waiting for Don to finish.

I heard Alma began to complain in the chair, I turned around in my seat and moved the toys she had propped up against the back of Don's seat.

"Did you close everything?" He sat in the driver's seat and put on his seatbelt.

"Yeah baby, we're good to go" Alma mewled, then let out a cry. Alma absolutely hated the car chair, but she usually stopped crying when the car got in motion.

"Where's the rendezvous point?" He asked. He couldn't just ask like a simple person where we were meeting my sister to go to the camping site.

"Seward square, at eight hundred" I joked. I heard him let out a little chuckle and his hand landed on my thigh.

"Roger that"

"Did I forget to mention it's not just us?" I said after a while on the road "my sister has neighbors who she's friends with and they have one daughter and one boy so they invited them to play with theirs"

"You did forgot, but it's okay, if anything is good to have mediators on site"

"Mediators?" I mocked.