I finished putting the diaper on Danae, buttoning her onesie back up. Gently, I lifted her up and off the pad, leaning in and kissing her softly on the forehead.
“Hey, little lady.” She opened her eyes a bit once more.
“I think she likes you,” Georgia said with a smile.
“Want to switch?”
“Yeah.”
With a little doing, we swapped babies. Daphne was just as precious as her sister, and I doted on her just the same as I changed her diaper. By the time I was done putting on Daphne’s diaper, the girls were ready to drift off once more.
Georgia and I put the babies in their cribs. As I gently set down Daphne, I noticed the décor of the room, the Greek theme.
“Love what you’ve done with the place.”
She chuckled. “Maybe I went a little overboard with the Greek stuff. But I still think it’s cute.”
Once the girls were down and back to sleep, Georgia led me out of the room and shut the door. We stood facing one another for several long moments, the tension building between us by the moment.
I couldn’t resist putting my hands on her hips, squeezing her softness through her clothes as I pulled her close.
Georgia bit down on her lower lip, as if trying to decide right then and there what she wanted.
I knew what I wanted. I leaned in, pressing my lips against hers, kissing her hard and deep. The sensation was like heaven, and as I kissed her, I realized just how much I missed her touch, her scent, her softness, her everything.
“We’re ready in here!” Jerry called out.
We pulled our lips apart, taking a moment to compose ourselves.
“Don’t get any big ideas,” she said with a coy smile.
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” I teased back.
She pursed her lips, glancing aside. “Just so you know, they’re going to grill you in there.”
“Can’t say I blame them. They’re the grandparents, of course they’re going to want to know all about the father of their grandchildren.”
“Good. I wanted to tell you, so you didn’t feel like you were walking into an ambush.”
“It’s appreciated. And, not to dump too much on you, but you and I still need to talk about all of this. I know I’ll never be able to make up for not being there during the pregnancy, but I’m here now, and I want to be there for the girls.”
She smiled. “I appreciate that. And yeah, we’ve got a lot to hash out.”
“How about a date?”
She raised an eyebrow. “A date?”
“Yeah. You know, two people who like one another going out to grab some dinner or drinks. Non-alcoholic, in this case.”
“You’re serious?”
“Of course, I am. We’re in this together, and the first step is going to be us getting to know one another. A date sounds like just the thing. Hell, maybe a few dates.”
She glanced aside, thinking it over. “That could be nice. It’d give us a chance to talk, and not just about kid stuff.”
“Then it’s settled. We can talk it over later.”
“Deal.”