safe with me. / c yelich. ✔️

62.

n a d i a

Waking up the next morning, I run my fingers down Christian's back as he sleeps. Somehow, he's sleeping on his stomach, but still has me close to him. His hair was a mess, making me laugh to myself, remembering how I was pulling at them last night.

"Mmm," A hum came from his lips as I looked at him and smiled. "That feels really nice, baby.." Christian mumbles, really unable to keep his eyes open.

I giggle and kiss his bicep and he flexes the muscle, smiling at me. I move my hand from his back to his neck, grazing my thumb across his chin. Christian finally got his eyes open, adjusting to the brightness shining in our room before he tightened his grip around me, his smile getting bigger and goofier before he hides his face in the pillow.

"Hey!" I say, looking at him, laying my head on the same pillow his head was resting on.

"I don't like you seeing me blush." He said, looking over at me and chuckled. "It's embarrassing.."

I shook my head, "No way, babe! You look so cute when you blush. I like that I can make you blush," I smile at him, kissing his nose. "You are so cute."

Christian shook his head, "That's all you.." he moved to be on his side, looking at me, "How are your legs feeling?" He asked, moving the arm that was around my waist down my back, grabbing my thigh and hiked it over his hip.

I shrug, playing with his bottom lip as I just giggle at how sleepy he is, "They're fine. You always know how to take care of me.."

His smile widens, "Good, that makes me feel better."

I move my leg, sitting up and stretched out, looking around for something to slip over my head as we both were still naked, "What time did you want to go get Wyatt, baby?" I ask, leaning over the bed to grab his shirt, slipping it over my head.

He grabbed my ass as I leaned over and I blushed and when I looked at him, he just had a devilish little smirk on his lips. "Whenever you wanted to."

I nod, standing up and looked at him, "I'm gonna go make some coffee.." I tell him before walking in the kitchen to get my Keurig going.

Christian walked into the bathroom, starting the shower. I smiled to myself, setting my cup of coffee down before going in the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. I stripped down and opened the shower door, noticing how fast Christian's eyes darted towards me.

"Just me.." I say quietly, wrapping my arms around him from behind, leaving gentle kisses on his back.

He turns me around, just looking me up and down. I have to admit, I'm doing the same to his body. He had such a beautiful, sculpted body, I would leave my hands on him for the rest of my life if I could.

I'm pulled against his chest, he hums at the feeling of the hot water hitting our bodies. His hand snakes down to my ass to squeeze it. I giggle, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"You are so beautiful, you know that?" He asks me as he allowed his hands to roam my body, his eyes never leaving sight of my own.

"Stoooopp." I say as I blush. I never really knew how to reply to his compliments, he did it so often, I never got used to it.

He shook his head, leaning down to start kissing on my neck, leaving little marks as he made his way to my collarbones.

"I need to shower, I gotta get Wyatt, baby.." I tease, pulling away from his grip slightly to grab the body wash.

Christian grabbed the soap out of my hands, looking at me, "Let me do it.." He squeezes some soap in his hands, rubbing his palms together as he begins to massage the body wash into my skin, starting at my shoulders. I take a deep breath at the feeling of his hands roaming my body. They work their way up the front of my body, his hands cupping my breasts, covering them in suds.

"Baby, no messing around, I seriously have to get Wy.." I say as he steps back, nodding and lets me rinse the soap off of my body. "I appreciate you helping me out.."

He nodded, switching sides with me so he could wash his body. Once we were done, we stepped out, wrapping ourselves in towels. As I walked out, I was stopped by Christian grabbing my arm, pulling me back to kiss me.

I giggle against his lips, kissing him back before going into the bedroom to change and get on with the day.

****

Wyatt and I arrived to the ballpark later that day to attend Christian's game. I absolutely adored bringing Wyatt to baseball games. Seeing him watch his daddy play baseball just made me so happy. Every time Christian was up to bat, Wyatt would stop what he is doing and make sure he is watching his dad the entire time and would cheer for him no matter what happened. I think he was trying to take the title of number one fan from me.

"Momma, we see Uncle Travis or Uncle Ryan?" Wyatt asked me as I held his hand, walking in the clubhouse.

"Maybe! If they aren't busy, otherwise we can go find daddy.." I tell him as we walk in, seeing everyone just hanging out and talking. Wyatt smiled big when he saw Travis, running to him and I just shook my head. "Wyatt Nathaniel!"

Travis laughed, picking up Wyatt, "Hey, little man!" He sat him on his lap, "Running away from momma?"

I laugh, looking at the two of them, "He was so excited to see you and Ryan."

"I haven't seen him around in a little while! How have you been, little dude?"

"I so good, Uncle Trav! Momma and daddy got me new cars to pway with."

"No way! I'm jealous."

I walked over by Christian, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind and kissed his cheek. "Hi, MVP..." I say as he turns his head to look at me, smiling.

"Hi, baby momma.." He replies, I move so I can sit on his lap. "Wyatt find Travis or Ryan?"

I nod, smiling, "He saw Travis and bolted away from me." I fix his jersey, adjusting some buttons. "Were you in a hurry to get dressed?" I giggled, Christian just blushed.

"I was changing before BP and then I had press interviews so I quickly got dressed," He chuckled, shaking his head, "That's embarrassing.." He watched my hands as I adjusted his jersey, then looked at me. "Thank you, though."

I kiss his forehead and looked over at Wyatt who was giggling in Travis's lap. It made me happy knowing everyone loved Wyatt and enjoyed his company. "How did the interviews go?" I ask Christian, running my hand through his hair.

"They were good, typical, boring. Asking about how I feel about the game, how I felt about this last week of games, y'know, the usual." Christian replied, sighing. "You okay? How are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling good, I was a little nauseous when you left, but I drank some water and had some crackers and I'm feeling a little better now.." I say, shrugging. "Gotta go through the cycle all over again." I giggle and lay my head on his shoulder, feeling his arms snake around my waist.

"I still can't believe you're pregnant again.." He said quietly, not allowing anyone but ourselves hear. We hadn't broke the news yet, it was too soon to tell. "Like, another baby..."

Wyatt broke the little moment, hitting Christian's leg, "Daddy! Up!" He held his arms out and I stood up, allowing Christian to pick Wyatt up and sit him in his lap. "Hi, daddy." Wyatt said as he laid his head on Christian's chest.

"Hey, buddy. What were you up to?" Christian asked our son, fixing the hat that was on his head.

"Pwaying and talking to Unc Trav!" Wyatt smiled up at Christian. I was beyond obsessed with his smile, he definitely got Christian's, and that's all I wanted.

"Yeah? You excited to watch me play?" Christian asked him as Wyatt nodded fast. "I'll hit a home run for you. Maybe two!"

Wyatt smiled, keeping his grip on Christian, "Two, daddy! You can do it!"

"I hope so, buddy!" Christian smiled and kissed Wyatt's head. "Wanna come on the field with me for practice?"

"Yes, daddy!" Wyatt looked at me, "Momma? Pwease?"

I smile, nodding at him, "Of course, bub. Just make sure you listen to daddy." I fixed the hat that was on Wyatt's head before Christian set him down, grabbing his things with one hand and grabbed Wyatt's hand with the other as they walked out to the dugout together.