You and Me, Forever

Three Makes A Family [2]: Dad

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Camila's POV

I'm internally freaking out.

Shawn gets home today, and I plan to tell him the news tonight before dinner.

And I'm scared, because I really don't know how he's going to react. I know he wants kids, and he talks about being a good dad all the time, but does he want kids now?

I'm worried he might become upset with the timing, because there is so much going on in both of our lives. Mainly his new tour that's in the works.

I don't have answers to any of the questions I have and I'm worried he's gonna ask me the same questions. How am I supposed to respond?

I can feel the fear and excitement in my stomach, in my veins, as he messages me.

iMessage from Shawn: Just got out of the airport, not too many fans today, on my way to you baby

I squeal to myself, standing from my seated position on the couch and looking around to make sure the house was clean. I had a few more dishes to do and set out to do so after turning on some Elvis to calm my nerves.

I'm in the bedroom, messing with his gift I have hidden behind my boots in the closet, when he walks through the door.

"Mrs. Mendes! Your husband is home!" He calls as he drops his duffle at the door.

"SHAWN!" I yell, bolting down the hall, spotting him as I turn the corner to the front door.

"Hey baby," He smiles, opening his arms for me to jump into.

And I do, I run at him, jumping up and wrapping myself completely around him.

He laughs as he stumbles back a few steps on impact. His arms circle around me, holding me tight and inhaling my scent.

"God I fucking missed you." He sighs as I nuzzle into his neck, planting kisses when I can. He relaxes under my touch.

"I missed you too." I say into his ear before hugging him tight.

He just holds me for a bit, standing in the front room, silence surrounding the both of us, letting us both reconnect with each other.

"Never again, I'm not leaving you ever again." He whispers as I pull back enough to bring his face into my hands.

I smile at him, tilting my head to the side, "You say that every time."

"I mean it this time." He leans up, really getting his welcome home, when his lips land on mine.

"Sure you do Babe," I mumble against his lips.

"I do, because the next time I leave this house you'll be by my side. If I'm leaving then you're coming with."

I don't respond, but bite my lip and look away.

"What?" He asks, squeezing my thigh so I look at him.

"Nothing."

"You had a weird face." He says letting me stand on my feet again.

"No I didn't."

"Yes you did." He stared into my eyes, making me want to look away again.

"Nope," I smile up at him, leaning up and pecking his lips.