Chapter Seven: Satisfaction
Two bodies fell apart and back into the pillows of the bed, both spent. Neither person smoked but right now if they did, both would have lit up cigarettes. Aimee had to admit she and Horatio hadn't had sex like this in the while.
"That was great," Aimee said, still breathing hard.
"Tell me about it," Horatio replied. He was breathing hard as well, sweat shone on his bare chest.
There was no doubt that the couple had needed this and they were now really glad Alexx had come by.
Their sex 'marathon' started at 9:45 and wouldn't end till close to 3:00 in the afternoon. Then they enjoyed the afternoon sun on the back deck, protected by a ring of trees. The day was just what the doctor ordered.
Chapter Eight: E-mail and Instant chat
Aimee had never been so grateful for e-mail and instant chat. When the woman from the protection had visited she said she had overheard how Aimee missed her family and her best friend. She told Aimee that the phone and internet and phone were completely secure. It was safe for her to phone and e-mail her family. She explained as far as the telephone line went the number would come up 'unknown' and was untraceable on out-going calls. Although Aimee couldn't receive calls, she could make brief out-going calls. She could use instant messaging and e-mail all she wanted. Aimee was happy to be able to chat with Maria on-line. She would get a chance to go on the chat line when Rachel was asleep and Horatio was at work; the evening and night was for her family. Aimee was permitted to e-mail photos to her family and friends as long there wasn't a lot of detail in the background to show where they were. She sent her family and Maria some pictures of Rachel playing in the house; on the living room floor, with food on her face in her highchair and lots of pictures of her with Horatio. No matter what the circumstances Rachel could always make her father laugh and smile, the photos definitely showed that. The two sweetest photos ever had one of Horatio asleep on the couch, Rachel asleep too, curled up against his chest, her tiny fists clinching the material of his grey T-shirt and then there was the one of Rachel by herself on the couch grinning with drool running down her chin wearing daddy's shades.
My god, Maria wrote during one of their chats. She's getting so big! She looks more like Horatio everyday. That couch picture is too sweet! She loves Horatio's glasses!
Maria was right. With the exception of her hair being chestnut brown and not ginger red and her mother's nose Rachel had almost every one of Horatio's facial features. That was fitting because she certainly was daddy's little girl.
Chapter Nine: Baby Giggles
Aimee didn't think anyone could make Rachel laugh like Horatio could. The now five-month-old laughed so much sometimes she got the hiccups. The pediatrician had said it wasn't a cause for concern. Rachel was a healthy baby and laughing to that extent never harmed anyone. Aimee called Maria for her birthday, it was on a Saturday, that meant Horatio was home. Maria heard the baby's shrieks of laughter in the background.
"What's he doing?" Maria asked, she asked of Rachel's giggles. "Tickling her with a feather?"
Aimee chuckled. "Horatio's giving her a bath. She loves her bath."
Rachel was kicking her chubby legs in the baby bath, getting her father soaking wet as well but Horatio was having just as much fun. What was making her laugh was Horatio was running water down her toes with the shower arm.
"Daddy loves you, pumpkin," Horatio cooed to Rachel after he removed her from the water and dried her off. He started to rub baby lotion on her, massaging her tummy and legs. Horatio laughed. "You're just like your mom. She likes a massage too."
