"What about May 5th?" Alice asked, looking at a calendar in bed.
"For our wedding? That gives us a month to plan. Are we planning a minuscule wedding?" Tracy asked.
"Well, how big do you want your seventh wedding to be?" Alice asked.
"Big enough to have Contrune wedding dress?" Tracy replied.
"Is it going to be white? Because I can give you reasons why it shouldn't be," Alice said, cheekily.
"Mmmm, maybe you should remind me," Tracy said.
"Are the kids in bed?" Alice asked.
Tracy got up and locked the door.
"Are we done with setting a date?" Alice asked as Tracy started to nibble her neck.
"Um, I can think of better uses of our time alone."
Alice kissed her wife, reaching for her shirt.
"You could just rip it off," Tracy said.
"Well, it happens to be one of my favorite shirts. So I think I'll just unbutton it," Alice pointed out.
"Ah, you're no fun," Tracy said.
"Really?" Alice asked as she kissed down Tracy's body, "You think I'm no fun?" Pausing at Tracy's hips, Alice looked up at her wife, grinning.
"Allie—"
"Yesss?"
"Don't stop now!"
"But you said I was no fun…" Alice grinned.
Afterwards, Tracy nuzzled Alice's breast, sighing,
"I love it when that happens."
"We just need it to happen more. We still need to set a date." Alice laughed.
"You distract me," Tracy smiled. Rolling over she grabbed her Blackberry. "What date are you looking at?"
"July 4th? With fireworks?"
"July 4th is on a Monday. August 1st?"
"Then if we take a week off, we'll have to rush into either a last-minute family vacation or the kids will have summer programs." Alice tried to remember what programs the kids wanted to do.
"July 14th is a Saturday…"
"And I think the kids will be free if Ned wanted to take them somewhere. So can we realistically plan a wedding in three months?" Alice asked.
"If we don't let Monica go crazy. We'll just keep it small. So July 14th?"
"Perfect." Tracy marked the date in her blackberry.
"Now, where were we?" Alice kissed her wife, who laughed.
"Mommy!" The cry woke Tracy who peered at the clock. 3:28 a.m.
"Hmmm?" Alice murmured.
"Aidan. I got it. Go back to sleep, Lion." Tracy kissed her sleepy wife, and then grabbed a nightgown.
"What's wrong, cub?" Tracy asked.
"I had a bad dream. You went away and I couldn't find you," Aidan said, crying.
"I'm here. Just relax. I will still be here tomorrow. Just close your eyes," Tracy soothed.
"Cuddle?" Aidan asked.
"Of course. Just close your eyes and I'll tell you a story about the princess…" Tracy started.
A couple of hours later, Alice gently lifted her wife into her arms.
"Allie?"
"Someone fell asleep and I miss having a warm body next to me," Alice placed Tracy on the bed.
"Hmmm…" Tracy gently kissed her wife. Alice looked at Tracy and smiled.
"If I was a younger woman, I would make love to you until morning. But honey, right now, I want sleep more than sex."
"I totally agree, especially since Morgan will wake us up in two hours. Sleep, Lion," Tracy snuggled next to Alice and closed her eyes.
"Mere?" Morgan asked.
"Good morning, Morgan. It's still early, cub. Do you want to join us?" Alice whispered.
Morgan nodded and climbed over Tracy, hitting her in the stomach on his way to the middle of the bed.
"Oof." Tracy groaned.
"Now, close your eyes. Shhh…" Alice said. Morgan cuddled next to Alice, falling asleep.
"Good morning," Tracy smiled at Alice. Alice leaned over two redheads and kissed her wife.
"Ewww!" Morgan moaned.
"Ah, one day you'll find kissing isn't gross," Tracy said.
"But not anytime soon hopefully. I want my little boy for a while," Alice smiled at her cozy family.
