TITLE: Booty Calls
AUTHOR: Clairisant
CLASSIFICATION: AJ/Other, Mac/Other, Francesca/Other, Sturgis/Other.
FEEDBACK: Would love to hear both good and bad feedback but please try to be kind and constructive. Clairisant
CREDITS: A special thank you to my beta reader Qupeydoll.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the third in the Calls series. The first was Night Calls and the second was Duty Calls.
Chapter 1
1500 EST
Saturday, October 9, 2003
Chegwidden home
McLean, Virginia
"AJ, Shawn! Why are the two of you covered in mud?!" Luna Chegwidden exclaimed as her husband and son entered the house.
"Ah, mom! We couldn't help it that it started to rain in the middle of the game!"
"But you didn't have to come into a clean house looking like that!" she gestured at their mud spattered clothes.
"Well, we did come into the 'mud room' Darlin'," AJ grinned cheekily at her.
"And where is the dog that I left in here?" Luna asked.
"I let her out when we came in, Mommy," Shawn said. "But she's probably ready to come back in now." Opening the door, the little boy allowed the wet dog with muddy paws into the house. Because Luna had become a favorite of hers since she and Shawn had moved in, she went right up to Luna, placed her front paws on her shoulders and gave her face a lick.
"ACK!" Luna exclaimed.
AJ took hold of Dammit's collar and pulled her off of his wife. "Sorry Darlin', she knew better manners at one time!" he said, trying to keep from laughing.
"Are you saying that Shawn and I have been bad influences on that dog?" she demanded with her hands on her hips.
He smiled tenderly at her and said, "The two of you are the best influence I've ever had in my life!" Then he pulled her into his arms and kissed her, getting her much wetter and muddier than the dog had. "Don't you have a kiss and hug for your mom, Shawn?" He shared an evil grin with the little boy.
Winking at his step dad, whom he loved dearly, Shawn said, "Oh yeah!" and gave her both!
"Oh yuck!" Luna laughed, as she tried to wiggle away from both males. But it was too late, they had transferred as much of the mud as possible onto her. "Now we're all going to have to have showers before dinner!" she exclaimed.
"Mom, can I take a bath instead?"
"Alright, but don't play with your ships too long my little Junior Admiral!" his mother teased. Ever since AJ had bought him a set of Naval ships, the boy would take a bath every chance he could to sail with them.
As Shawn ran off AJ grinned at Luna, "My evil plan worked! Now we have time for a leisurely shower together!"
"AJ Chegwidden! We could have had that without all the mud if you had just told Shawn he could have a bath with his ships!"
"And miss that outraged expression on your face?" he grinned unrelentingly.
"I just don't know how you could do that to a poor pregnant woman!" she sighed dramatically.
AJ laughed and patted her tummy where their child was just starting to make changes in her figure. At four and a half months she had only been showing a few weeks. "You know that's not going to work, don't you? If you're up to going on my runs with me, then pulling the poor helpless pregnant woman won't work at other times," he teased.
"Rats!" she laughed and started towards the private bathroom off their bedroom so they could shower together.
As they quickly undressed and the water in the double shower enclosure warmed up, she asked, "Did the two of you have a good time at your game?"
"We did and our kids won! Even after it started to rain they didn't want to call the game since it was probably the last good weekend of the year to play baseball."
Knowing how AJ loved his new job as coach at the local high school she smiled indulgently at the pride in his voice as he told her of their win, but she had to protest, "But Shawn is only the batboy AJ, how did he get so muddy?"
"When the game was over we pitched him a few balls and he had to run the bases…" her husband admitted.
She knew her son too well, and guessed, "And then there was the sliding into home base practice…"
"Well yes…" AJ grinned sheepishly.
"Boys!" she muttered.
"You'll just have to hope that this one is a girl to even things out," he told her, rubbing her tummy.
"She'll be a tomboy knowing my luck!" Luna laughed as they stepped into the shower together.
"Hey! You were lucky enough to get me!" he protested.
"More like you persisted 'til you wore me down!" she teased.
"Well, there was that!" he laughed and rewarded her with a kiss. Once the kissing started, both of them forgot about talking and concentrated on making slow passionate love to each other. They knew they had all the time they wanted, because as long as Shawn had his boats, he would play 'til they drug him out of the tub.
To be continued…..