A/N: Hey all, sorry for these gappy updates, my school schedule is more difficult this semester but thank you for your patience and happy reading!

Oh, oh! Poppin champaign! Oh, oh! Poppin champaign! I am officially divorced from Stacie and I'm glad that everything went smoothly. We remained civil adults and worked everything out privately and the papers were sighed and now I'm a free man. Well. Not really, but still.

I took my lady and my little man out for dinner and I thought that Bonnie would've been just as excited as I am, but she wasn't. She acted as if it was any other day and I'm not sure how to feel about that.

Bonnie's POV

I dragged Stefan along to one of my friends party, mainly because I'm sure that he wouldn't want me to go if I didn't take him and bitch about it for a week. Or two. I can tell he's uncomfortable and it's pretty amusing to me, but to relieve him, I take his hand and lead him over to the drinks hoping to loosen him up some.

"Here," I hand him the cup.

"I don't think I should drink tonight."

"Just one, come on, you look like a stiff old man."

He gives me a look and I chuckle. He rolls his eyes then lifts the red cup to his mouth, "Fine."

I raise my eyebrows and smile as he chugs it then makes that noise like after he does when he has a strong sip of soda. "Lets dance." I take his hand not giving him a chance to protest but then I stop when I come to face with one of my exes. What I told Stefan was true, I haven't really been in a true relationship, well at least I didn't count it that way, but I have dated a few guys here and there and as he walks up to me, I'm thinking about how Stefan feels right now.

"Bonnie,"

"Clyde,"

He chuckled. "That never gets old, does it?" I smile. "So how are you doing?"

"Really good, actually."

"That's great, Bon. You look amazing.

"Oh, stop."

"I'm serious,"

Before I could say something else, I hear Stefan loudly clear his throat. I'm sure Vince thought something was wrong with him by the look on his face. "Oh, this is uh, Stefan."

"Oh. Nice to meet you." They didn't shake hands. "So, I guess I'll let you go. It was nice seeing you."

I smile. "It was nice seeing you too."

"You really know how to piss me off, don't you." Stefan says in my ear and I'm guessing it's to make sure I hear him.

I turn to him. "I was just being nice."

"Whatever, Bonnie. Seriously I think you should show me at least some respect. You act like I mean nothing to you."

"That's not true, Stefan."

"Yes it is. But you know what, it's fine. I don't care anymore."

He walks away before I could say anything and I would follow after him, but I know we need some space now.

"You can move now." I tell the bitch talking to my man then sit on his lap looking her in the eye. She rolls her eyes but walks away.

After about ten minutes, I go looking and find him sitting on a bench talking to some plastic blonde and he's lucky that was all they were doing. I would've hated to get into a fight tonight.

I turn to him once she's far enough away then move my right leg to the other side of him to look at him better. I hated his opinion of how he thought I treated him, and honestly I don't mean to do it. Sometimes I do, but I try to limit those because I know how he is. I can't help it, I'm a flirt, it's just the way I was made. I can connect to a person really quickly and then I want to know everything about them and more than likely, we'll have something in common then it goes from there.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean- you mean everything to me, Stefan. Vince is just- we have history and I let it slip and I know that this isn't probably the only time I made you feel this way, but just know that it's all unintentional… sometimes."

He lets out a chuckle then rolls his eyes and wraps an arm around me. "I—"

"Now what were you talking to her about?"

"You."

"Really?"

He nods. "Why would I want to to talk about anyone else?"

I know how to piss him off, he knows how to make me swoon. I meet our lips the next second and his arms wrap around me. I pull away. "Wait, were you talking shit?"

I take that as a 'yes' when he kisses me again, but whatever. I deserved it, I guess.

Stefan's POV

I turn my head maybe an inch and our noses are touching. Her calming breath touching my Cupid's bow. I turn more meeting our lips before wrapping my arms around her. She stays asleep which I like because if she was awake I wouldn't be able to hold her like this. She likes to be face to face with me most of the time, but sometimes I just want to hold her head against my chest. I'm glad it's Saturday or else my alarm would go off and I have to leave this spot.

She kissed my neck then moved to sit on the counter. I walk over to her placing my hands on her hips then kiss her. "Hi,"

She smiles, "Hey."

We kiss again before I meet our foreheads. "What's on your mind?"

"Nothing much." She brings her hand to the back of my neck. "I just love you."

I smile which makes her do so. "I love you too."

"I promise I'll treat you better."

I chuckle then she kissed me before pulling me into a hug. We pull away hearing Noah cry and it's around time for his feeding so I don't bother following after her and finish making my sandwich.

"Stefan!"

I drop everything and run towards the back to our room. "What's wrong?"

"Look, he's trying to turn over."

I almost died. "Babe, I love you, but you can't shout my name like something is wrong when in reality, everything's perfect. I almost had a heart attack."

"Sorry. I'll make it up to you tonight."

Apology accepted.

I walk over to the bed to watch Noah try to turn his body and I smrown (smile/frown). He's growing up so fast, we need another.

"A little girl."

"How many times are you going to say that?" She smiled turning he head towards me. "I know, Stefan. In time, she will come."

"And by "in time" you mean no later than next year."

"Maybe. It's hard work, Stefan, I need some time to adjust."

"What's the point of adjusting to the normal when you're going to get pregnant again?"

"It's just the way I want to do things, Stefan. Besides, I think we should wait until he's at least one year old so we won't have to care for two babies. It'll be easier on the both of us. Me especially."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing, just- I'm the mom, I do a little bit more stuff than you do. I'm not trying to-"

"I'm doing all that I can, Bonnie."

"I know that, Stefan. I'm just saying what I meant. I'm not shaming you in any way, I just stay home more, alright. That's it."

I sigh. "Maybe I can work commute on Thursdays or something."

"I'm not trying to make you feel guilty, you don't have to do that."

"But I want to. I want to be here for you, baby."

"You are here for me, Stefan."

"Why are you against me staying home? I thought you'd be happy,"

"I am-"

"Are you seeing someone else?"

I've never seen such a quick switch of expression in my life. She's pissed at me, but the truth is I've held that question in for a little while now. She seems over me, she wasn't the least excited about the divorce, she flirts with other men right in front of me, she's out all the time, she barely communicates with me. Something is up and I know I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions, I should've just asked her what was wrong, but it came out and a part of me is glad that it did.

"Did you seriously…just ask me that question?"

"Don't act like it's impossible."

Her eyebrows lift and she mutters a 'wow' still not answering my question. "You honestly believe that I would cheat on you when we have a child together?"

"I had a wife for 97 percent of our relationship and you didn't seem to mind then, so why should you start to care if you have a child?"

I fucked up. That look on her face, I can't even describe. Tears welling in her eyes, eyes that never break from mine and it's hard to swallow. For the both of us. I fucked up. Holy fuck, I fucked up.

She slaps me. "Fuck you, Stefan."

"Bonnie, wait, I'm so sorry, I- I fucked up, I shouldn't have said that. But you've just been acting so weird lately, I don't know what's wrong. You barely talk to me anymore unless you're upset with me, I don't know what to think."

"I don't ever want to talk to you again."

She takes Noah before I could stop her, but I do beat her to the door blocking her way out. "You're not leaving this house."

"Yes I am, now move. Out of my fucking way."

"No you're fucking not. We will talk about this like adults, you're not leaving me."

"Why do you even want to stay with me? You think so lowly of me, so let me go so I can relieve you of your stress. You really believe that I would cheat on you, Stefan? Well I'm not."

"I love you, alright? I love you, you're the second most best thing that has ever happened to me, neck and neck with Noah, I love you so f-ing much. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said what I said and I can't take it back so know that I'm sorry and that I regret ever saying anything like that. I love you. You've just been so distant with me, Bonnie. I don't know anything going on in your life because you won't talk to me. All we seem to do is have sex and I love that, but I need you to talk to me. I want to know how your day was, I want to know every thought, every feeling, everything, I want to know. How can I know if you don't talk to me?"

"You don't ask."

"You're right. And I'm sorry for that, and I'll start asking, but I shouldn't have to do it all the time, you know? I'm not perfect and I need to work on my own shit, but I want to get better. I want to be with you, I want to marry you. I love you, I'm better because of you, Bonnie. You're all that I ever need, all that I ever want and we have a child together which makes this, what we have, even more than what it was to begin with. I love you so much and that will never change for as long as I'm alive on this earth." I get down on one knee reaching in my pocket never breaking my eyes away from hers. She gasps and starts tearing up and I feel a little more confident about this. "Bonnie Sheila Bennett. Will you marry me?"

I've never been so nervous in my life.

"Yes."

I could faint right now but I pull myself together and take the ring out to slide it down her finger then I stand to kiss her. I place Noah in his crib so I can kiss her more roughly and back her up until she's flatly on the bed.

"Was this whole fight just a way to get me upset so you could surprise me?"

"Of course," I kiss her. (It wasn't but damn I'd take that so she wouldn't actually believe that I thought she was cheating on me.) "I meant some of it though, you know,"

She nods her head and I kiss her again then roll us so she's on top of me and I slip my hands in her shirt.

Noah is between us asleep but we still admire the little guy. He always sleeps so peacefully but a lot of the time he needs to touch something or someone for comfort. When he sleeps with us, he's usually on my chest and that would be enough and when he sleeps alone in his crib, we keep a small stuffed elephant beside him. He's not reaching for anything now, so we don't bother him.

I look up at my fiancé when I hear her let out a breath. "A little girl?"

"A little girl."