Book Smart

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Almost as soon as the words leave my mouth I find myself releasing my little bean, my hands rearranging him in order to rinse him off without trying to even attempt to finish washing him. If he wants our little family to grow I'll be damned if we just stand here under the hot water talking about it. The love of my life deserves actions, not just words. I'll prove that his trust in me isn't misplaced or misguided... That Daddy really does always have what's best in mind when it comes to his beautiful Princess... And what better way to prove that that to actually show that I'm taking him seriously... That I'm taking us seriously.

My angel doesn't question said actions until I reach past him and shut the water off before turning to grab one of the towels threaded through the door handle on the outside the shower stall.

"What are you doing, Daddy? We aren't all done yet..." The way my beautiful bean tucks his chin to his shoulder, a flush creeping into his face, a tiny snippet of an almost dirty thought dancing through his mind while that stunning bottom lip of his gets sucked in between his teeth makes a light growl tumble from my chest.

"We're going to the store to get you some vitamins and some more fresh fruit. On the way home, we can grab dinner." And anything else that might make him smile. Anything to ease the ache in my cuddle bug's chest and help him ease back into trusting us both enough to give me that stunningly soft belly of his again.

"But we aren't done yet..." My Addy Baby looks at me like I'm crazy as I carefully drape the towel over his wet mop of ahead in order to rub the water from his jet black tresses, "Daddy I'm not clean. And neither are you. The store can wait-"

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Adrian
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"The store can not wait, Baby. I want those awful upset feelings erased and replaced with happiness and hope. The sooner the better. I want..." Silas is so endearing as he reaches up and cups my face, tilting my head in order to plant a kiss to my forehead that gives me warm fuzzy feelings just as much as his words do, "Princess... I... Daddy can't watch you be sad... I just can't, Baby. We can call Becky on the way to see what stuff we should actually get... Noah isn't that old so she should still remember what she used..." Silas continues on about how intense Becky had been when she had been trying conceive his beautiful baby nephew, but I don't hear him word for word in my stunned silence as he talks about how it didn't take long for his sister and my now ex Alpha Collin to fall pregnant with their first child once they started trying thanks to Becky's apparent research into the subject of fertility.

Daddy isn't one to talk much about or really to his family and here he is ready to call his sister and basically announce to our extended family that as of today we'll be trying... That he wants to try and make me the mother of his children...

This time when hands reach for my belly, I only try and push him away once, submitting when he holds me tight for just a moment before trying again, this time to dry it off and wipe away the smudges of dirt that hadn't been whisked away by the water I almost want to turn back on if only to hear more and more of the hope in Daddy's voice as he croons do me and relish in the sweet kisses that get pressed into the crook of my neck as Silas hugs me for a few seconds from behind.

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Silas
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My sweet little bean isn't sure what to say to me... All the knowledge stored in that brilliant mind of his and I get not a single word, just a shiver as he pivots in my arms and hugs me back, his pretty face nuzzling into my chest, that adorable nose of his taking in deep draws of my scent as one of my hands finds it's way up to his hair to play with his partially dried tangles.

We stand that way for a few moments before the mother of my future children exits the shower stall pulling me after him as he snags the other towel off of the door's handle and proceeds to pat me down, not needing to ask permission to explore my body with his hands. He's learned by now that I absolutely love it when he takes the initiative to touch me... To love on me just like I love on him in the most basic of ways and the shine he's taken to it always makes me smile. He has his own little ways of making me feel just as cherished as I try and make him feel and returning the favor of washing and drying ms is always one of my favorite habits of his.

When my angel straightens up, he ditches the towel in the laundry basket and wraps those softer than silk arms around my waist for a standing cuddle as the words, "You're so good to me, Daddy..." Slip from his lips as just barely a whisper against my flesh as he lingers, "I-I love you so much. I really do..." Even if I didn't have a front-row seat to his beautiful mind it would be easy to hear the emotion in his voice... The bone-deep caring that he has for me... That he knows I have for him.

"I love you too, Baby Boy." My words make my love nod into my chest, leaning against me just a moment longer before pulling away with a pretty flush filling his cheeks over the tender admission, a small smile on his lips as his eyes dart up to steal a welcomed glance of my face as he tucks some of his curls behind his ears.

"So", my baby brings his arms up and wraps them around himself, a few extra things that could possibly make him smile popping into my mind to look for when we get to the store in the slight pause it takes my bean to gather his thoughts, "What are we waiting for? Baby vitamins and snacks. Let's go, Daddy!"