Afterglow (Book Three)

Forty

Nick

"Nick?"

"Hmm?" I turned to Demi and smiled as she stepped into the room carrying a photo album in her hands. "What's that? Are we taking a trip down memory lane?" Demi nodded with a wide smile as she dropped down onto the couch beside me and placed the photo album onto her lap. It was a blue velvet photo album that had Peyton written across the piece of paper in the front pocket.

"I thought it would be a cute way to tell Peyton about the baby. So, he can see that he was once this small" I smiled at the very idea.

"That's such a cute idea" the smile on Demi's face widened.

"Thanks" I leant to press a kiss to her cheek as I chuckled. "Now, go and get Peyton."

"Why do I have to get Peyton?"

"Because I'm the one who's pregnant" I rolled my eyes as she giggled and playfully stuck out her tongue.

"Okay, you win" she shook her hips on the couch causing the smile on my face to grow. I pushed myself up from the couch after having pressed another kiss to Demi's cheek. I began through the kitchen and into the playroom where Peyton was playing. The room was once an office but we thought it would be more convenient for it to be a playroom. The walls are a pale yellow and the large window looking out onto the backyard helps to keep the room light. It's a room that is hardly ever tidy.

"Peyton?"

"Yeah, Daddy" he glanced back from the toy trucks he had parked in front of him with a smile.

"Mommy and daddy want to talk to you for a minute" he hesitated for a moment but stood and began towards me.

"I not be bad" I lightly chuckled.

"No, Bud, you haven't been bad" he wrapped his hand around mine and followed me into the living room. He released my hand once he saw Demi and climbed into her lap. I smiled as she locked her arms around him.

"Hi, Handsome."

"Mommy, what that?" he pointed at the photo album that was sat beside Demi on the couch.

"We want to show you some photos of when you were a baby" I took a seat beside Demi on the couch as she moved the photo album so it was in front of her and Peyton.

"I no baby."

"No, Baby, but you once were" his eyebrows furrowed together but he looked interested as Demi opened the album. "This is the first ever photo we have of you" her finger ran along the first sonogram of Peyton. "This was when you was in mommy's tummy."

"In mommy's tummy?" we chuckled at his confusion.

"Yeah, Baby. You were in my tummy until you grew big and strong" Demi gave him a squeeze causing him to giggle. We flicked through every single photo we had of Peyton as a baby and I could see Demi getting chocked up as we took a trip down memory lane. "We have another special photo to show you, Baby" Demi flicked to the last page of the album and took out the thin brown envelope. Peyton looked intrigued as Demi unfastened the envelope and pulled out the sonogram.

"That me?" he pointed at the sonogram in question.

"No, Baby, this is your little brother or sister who's currently growing big and strong in mommy's tummy" it was like he had to think about it for a second before a wide smile spread across his face and he glanced back at Demi.

"I be big brother?"

"Yeah, Baby, and you'll be the best big brother ever" Peyton squealed and began to dance around on Demi's lap.

"Baby in mommy's tummy?"

"Yeah, Handsome" Demi handed me the photo album as Peyton pushed himself off her lap. He stood in front of Demi and leant in towards her tummy.

"Hi Baby" he whispered and waved down to her tummy. I glanced up at Demi to see that her eyes had welled up with tears and she was trying so hard to stop from sobbing. I ran my hand along her shoulder and we shared a smile.

"I big brother."

"I love you so much, Handsome" Peyton locked his arms around Demi's neck.

"You excited then, Peyton?" he eagerly nodded. Demi and I shared a laugh as he began to dance around the living room, squealing his excitement about being a big brother.

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I ran my hand down Demi's side as I nibbled and sucked in the nape of her neck. Her fingers locked in my hair and I smiled against her skin as she lightly moaned down my ear. I began to play with the strap of her panties, slowly tugging them down her legs but was halted by Demi lightly shoving at my shoulders.

"You alright?" I pulled my head from her neck to see that Demi's eyes had welled up with tears. "What's wrong?" I climbed off her as she shuffled herself around, sniffling and wiping at her cheeks. "Baby, what's wrong?" her eyes locked with mine before she dropped her head into her hands and started sobbing. I locked my arms around her, confused and worried as Demi broke down against me. We were just about to make love and now she's crying. "Baby, what's wrong?" she whimpered as I held her shoulders and pulled her away from me. "Demi?" her eyes locked with mine and they looked broken.

"I'm not getting excited" I released a breath of relief.

"Demi, I swear to god, I thought something was seriously wrong" her eyes lightly glared at me.

"Something is seriously wrong, something's wrong with me" I lightly chuckled but Demi's glare just hardened.

"Nothing is wrong with you, Demi. You're pregnant, your hormones are all out of whack" she grumbled and shuffled back on the bed so she was leant back against the pillows. "You're adorable" her mouth was a pout as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"What wife doesn't want to have sex with her husband?"

"One that's hormonal."

"I'm not hormonal" she rolled her eyes and I would have chuckled if she wasn't sending me a death glare. "I'm going to bed" I watched in silence as she climbed under the covers and snuggled into the pillows.

"I love you" I climbed under the covers beside her and ran my hand along her naked waist, leaning to press a kiss to her naked shoulder.

"Whatever" she grabbed my hand and shoved it off her. I rolled over and lightly chuckled, snuggling down to sleep. She can be such a drama queen at times.

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