Alison was stretched out on her side on a blanket. The blanket was spread out in the living room under the big windows. There was a little bit of a chill in the morning air, so she didn't want to have the kids outside. But, they could play on a blanket in the sun light
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Then he was back to business with getting through the door. He had made a promise that he meant to keep.
"Tadaima!"
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"Who was that? Was that Daddy?" Aiden and Hana blinked wide eyes at her and she laughed. "I think it was!"
"Hi, Daddy," she called to him. "We're in here."
The twins had turned to look for the source of the familiar voice. Excited anticipation was written all over their little faces. Daddy!
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"Well, what have we here?" he asked with a grin. "Meeting of the Daddy fan club?"
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Hana dropped the plastic toys in her hand and made grabby hands at her father, "Da-ee!"
Following suit, Aiden shook the jingly keys and piped up with his own chorus of, "Da-ee! Da-ee!"
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"I think Daddy's enjoying all this chatting." She smiled over their daughter's head.
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"You'll get a Mommy soon, Ali. They love you just as much."
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"I know. It's alright. All the books say Daddy is easier for babies to say. They'll pick up other words eventually."
Hana giggled! Mommy was tickling her tummy! Alison smiled and tickled their little girl. Someday she'd hear a 'Mommy'. It was just a matter of time.
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He had all the faith in the world his little boy could do it. Hana could, too. Maybe before Aiden to show off.
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He hummed a little at the wiggling and squeezed again. "Gonna get me all excited, buttercup."
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She snuggled in to the squeeze. "Excited enough to sweep me off my feet?"
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"Give me a few minutes and I'll have a third appendage for lifting." He ground his hips against her before quickly sweeping her off her feet and into his arms.
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"No wonder I love you so." She smiled and kissed him again. He wasn't moving yet, so it was okay. No walls to run into.
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Want. Husband. Now.
"Longshot," she growled. "Get to the baby making."
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Instead of something intelligible, Longshot growled back. Then his hips started to move like pistons. One of his hands groped for hers to twine their fingers together. Once that was done, he was going to pin her hand to the bed.
Because. He. Wanted. Her. That. Much.
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The growl did, too. It traveled up and down her spine long after the sound had ended.
"Oh, god..."
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Then all words stopped. It was all he could do to breathe. He closed his eyes and pushed as hard and fast as he dared. Like he would if she really wanted to be pregnant tomorrow. Every plunge was a delicious feeling he chased after.
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