When it Rains, it Pours

TWELVE

"This is your solution?!"

"Mother thinks it's the best idea," Adam said with a shrug of his shoulder. "I didn't say I agreed with her."

"You must agree on some level to have brought it up to me."

"I mean it's not the worst idea."

"Your mother expects us to get married because we went out one time and your kids like me? How is that not the worst idea?"

"I could make you happy, Rain."

She sighed. "I'm not saying that you couldn't," she replied, relaxing her tone a bit after having realized she was hurting his pride. "I'm just trying to reason with you. We've only known each other for a few months and until yesterday had little to no romantic interest in each other."

"I'm aware."

"So how do you think that's a good idea?"

"I didn't say it was a good idea," he said through his teeth. "Did you and Noah come up with a better plan?"

Her brows furrowed in confusion. "How did you know--"

"You talk to Noah about everything. I assumed."

"Oh. Oddly enough, he agreed with what you said earlier. That we just leave it alone and do nothing."

"And you agree?"

"No."

"What--"

"I think we need to sit them down, Sunny included, and explain it to them."

"They're children--"

"Yes! They're children but they're not idiots! If we explain it to them carefully and they still don't accept it, then I say we allow them to call me what they want to."

Adam frowned but nodded in resignation.

"Deep down, you know I'm right," Rain said, sitting up in bed and wrapping the sheet around her naked body.

Adam chuckled and pulled her back into his arms, causing her to yelp in surprise. "I know. You've been right about everything pertaining to the children thus far. Why should this situation be any different?"

A week had passed since Alexander had first referred to Rain as his mother. Since then, Jonathan had joined him and now Sunny wanted to call Adam "daddy". That was what she asked for on her birthday. They had dodged the subject at the time but Rain had begun to worry and brought her concerns up to Adam as they lay in her bed after an evening of lovemaking.

She worried her bottom lip, staring up at the ceiling as her thoughts raced through her head.

"What's on your mind?" Adam asked.

"Hmm? Oh, nothing."

"Don't lie to me."

"I just wonder if we should be doing this."

"Doing what?"

She rolled over onto her side and gestured between them. "This."

He frowned. "You do realize that you invited me into your bed this evening, right?"

"I know but--"

"Shh. You're overthinking it."

Rain scowled and pushed her hair behind her ear. "I guess."

"We'll just take it slow," Adam said softly, pulling her into his chest. "If things get out of hand or you don't want this anymore just tell me."

She sighed contently. "Okay."