“Omph!” The air is knocked out of me, but Johnny is in my arms and Dylan now has his arms around both of us. Silent tears are falling down my cheeks.
“You scared the shit out of me, Johnny,” Dylan says, as he looks into Johnny’s smiling face.
“I thought we’d be in the emergency room for sure.” My body is still trembling.
“That was fun, I want Ms. Candy to catch me again.”
“Maybe another time. I think you took years off my life,” I tell him, as I nuzzle his neck. His arms are now around me and he’s wrapped around me like an octopus. Dylan’s front is to my back and his arms are surrounding us.
“I think that’s all the excitement I can take for today,” Dylan whispers, so Johnny can’t hear the tremor in his voice.
“I couldn’t agree more,” I turn my head towards his and his lips meet mine. He gives me a quick kiss and then guides us into the house.
27
Dylan
Johnny is going to give me gray hair before the age of forty. I know it, yet I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
We’re all settled in for the night, after his near fall. We came in, ate dinner, Johnny took a bath, and we just finished reading with him. He’s really improved, I’m not sure if it’s the app I developed, school, or Candy taking the time and reading with him nightly.
It’s just one of the many things they love to do together. Sure, the books aren’t long, but he reads them to her, every single night. If he misses a night, then they read two together the next night.
Candy tucked him into bed and then said she was hopping in the shower. That leaves me plenty of time to talk to Johnny about our plans tomorrow morning. That is if I can get the stinker up and moving at a decent time. He must be growing with how much he’s eating and sleeping.
“So tomorrow morning, we’ll wake up early, get dressed, make Ms. Candy her morning coffee, and bring it to her in bed. Then we can both pop the question, does that sound good?” I made sure to turn the baby monitor off this time around. I remember what happened last time I forgot, and this time I don’t want her to hear my plans. Candy telling me later on while we were in bed that she heard me talking to Johnny over the baby monitor and seeing Johnny was alright with her moving in with us.
“Okay Daddy, but if we’re marrying Ms. Candy, does that mean I can call her Mommy?” he asks, with a hopeful look in his eyes.
“That’s something you’ll have to ask her, but I don’t think she’ll have a problem with that at all. I know she loves you very much.”
“That’s good, because I love her lots and I want her to be my mommy,” Johnny responds, as he jumps up and reaches his arms around my neck and hugs me. I take in his scent, knowing he’s growing too fast and time isn’t standing still.
He settles back into bed as I tuck him in, “Love you, buddy. See you in the morning.”
“Love you, Daddy. I can’t wait for Ms. Candy to be my mommy,” I can hear the joy in his voice.
I turn his night light on and then shut his door until it’s only cracked, then make my way towards the future Mrs. Sullivan. Fuck, I love the sound of that.
28
Candy
I wake up to the smell of coffee, literally. Almost like it’s under my nose, “Hmm..is that my coffee?” I question. My eyes aren’t even open. I hear a giggle and I know Johnny is in bed with me. The mattress depresses, and the weight I can feel, I know is from Dylan.
Opening my eyes, both my guys are here in bed with me. I’m thankful after Dylan and I made love last night, a night where we both whispered our “I loves yous” in a breathless moment. I have a feeling that last night was probably the night we created a bundle of joy. Tears were in both of our eyes as we said those words to each other. They mean so much to me, more than anything really. I know they’re just words and actions speak louder than words, but feeling them and hearing them is the best ever. I got up and put on pajamas. Dylan grumbles every time I do it, too. I look at him and give him a look, as he has his eyebrow cocked upwards. I silently say, “Told you.” He rolls his eyes and hands me the mug.
“Good morning,” I sigh out as I take my first sip of coffee.
“Ms. Candy will you be my mommy?” Johnny spews out. I swallow my coffee, almost choking because this isn’t what I expected him to say.