Secret Rendezvous

One and One is Two

August 10, 1980

Jim
Freddie was officially ten weeks and we were in Houston, which meant it was time for an appointment to look at our little baby. I was completely over the moon excited to see the little thing I had made, but Freddie seemed more nervous than anything. I didn't know why, but it was something about feeling like Brian hated him or that he wouldn't be good enough.

He always felt like he wasn't good enough, and it really upset me because if anyone wasn't good enough in that relationship, it was me. He was practically a god to everyone he met, and I was just... a hairdresser from Belfast. But I didn't think that one of us were better than the other- we were equals, and that's how it should've been.

Faria still didn't know about the baby, so Freddie insisted that we took her to the appointment so she was the first one to see her new baby brother or sister. He thought that would be a good way to tell her, and I did, too. She was obsessed with babies, like I assumed any three-and-a-half old was, and she was always asking us if she could have a baby sister- she wanted a baby sister more than anything in the world.

Whenever she told us that she wanted a baby sister, Freddie thought it'd be funny to tell her that Tiffany was her sister because she was the only female cat- Faria, on the other hand, did not find it funny at all. That conversation usually ended with Faria frustrated and in tears while Freddie laughed about it.

"Ready to go, Miss. Thing?" I smiled, leaning against the bathroom door frame while Faria put on her fifteenth coat of blue eye shadow- the makeup was a gift from Anita. Freddie hated it.

"Do I look pretty, papa?" She asked, closing her little palette before turning to face me.

"So beautiful. Now come on, we don't want to be late." I held my arms out to her and she ran over, squealing while she jumped to me. I held her close to my chest and she smiled before kissing my cheek. "Hey, hey, not with the lip gloss on!" I groaned, wiping the sticky substance off of me with a chuckle. "What makeup did you put on?" I asked, examining her face and trying to figure out how we could make it more subtle while she was asleep in the car.

"Uhh... stuff on my eyes, and my cheeks, and my lips." She smiled, pointing to each respective facial feature. "Do you think baba will like it?" She asked and I nodded, kissing the top of her head. "Mummy showed me how to do it." She explained and I hummed.

"You're going to go stay with mummy and daddy after the show tonight, okay? And maybe for the next couple nights, so baba can catch up on some sleep." The morning sickness was terrible, he said it was the worst he'd ever felt. I tried to help as much as I could, but there wasn't much for me to do while he was hunched up, puking his guts out. He just needed some quiet time, and that was rare with Faria around.

"I don't like staying with daddy." She frowned and I tutted, quietly.

"Hey, don't be mean. Daddy loves you very, very much, he likes spending time with you." I reminded her and she nodded while she rested her head on my shoulder. "Get your shoes on now, please. I'll go and tell baba that we're ready." I put her down, then I ruffled her hair.

"My pink shoes?" She asked, pointing to her sparkly jelly shoes, and I nodded with a smile.

I went back to mine and Freddie's part of the room and I knocked on the door. He opened and pulled me in, then he pulled me into a heated kiss.

"Hello." I chuckled, softly, after he pulled away from me. "Faria is ready to go. She made sure to put on her best blue eye shadow for you." I murmured, then I kissed him one more time, softly and slowly. I wanted it to last.

"She's going to make me grey at an early age." Freddie laughed against my lips when he pulled out, then he took a step back and he smiled at me, looking me up and down to make sure I was presentable for the doctor's office. "We can fool around when she's with Brian, okay? It's been a while and I really need it." He teasingly palmed my cock through my pants and I groaned, biting my lip when he pulled away.