And we're back to the happy writing that I do best!
I don't own, obviously, because if I did, New Directions would have placed at Regionals (Aural Intensity? Thats what she said!), Finn wouldn't have declared his undying love to Rachel(WTF is all I have to say about that!) and Shelby's storyline would have, I don't know, had a point? (I won't get into a vent about how much I disliked their ending... but really, how is Rachel changed from having met her mother?)
Lazy Saturday afternoons were Rachel's favourite. She'd had a productive morning; having got up reasonably early, worked out on the cross trainer and been to her singing lesson. By the time she was home Finn had already left for the lunch shift at the restaurant, Quinn left Rachel a fed and sleeping Amaya, before stealing Rachel's car keys and driving to the local gym for her post caesarean personal training sessions (paid for by Jesse and Malcolm, who were aware that one; Quinn had just had major surgery and they didn't want her to push herself too hard when she was starting to exercise again, and two; Quinn's body had undergone major changes post baby and they wanted to build her self esteem). Rachel enjoyed a quick late lunch with Noah before he too headed back to the jobsite.
"Well principessa, it's just you and me." Rachel said to Amaya, whom had just woken from her nap. Amaya blinked up at Rachel and sucked on her fingers. Rachel laughed and scooped her up.
"Come on darling. It's never too early to educate you on the wonder that is musical theatre." Rachel said. She quickly spread out a blanket on the floor and laid Amaya down, before popping in a DVD and joining her.
"Now pumpkin, this is The Sound of Music. It's a Rodgers and Hammerstein classic. But don't fret, I promise I won't let either one of your daddies be mean like this daddy here, ok? I promise that you're going to live in a house full of music, and people who adore you, and if you're really lucky, mommy and I will throw in a few siblings as well. Are you ok with that?" Rachel asked her. Amaya made a gurgling noise as she experimented with flailing her arms around. Rachel reached out to Amaya's little hand and let her latch onto her finger. Rachel sat up, and smiled down at her little girl.
"You're going to be absolutely stunning Amaya. It doesn't matter whose eyes you get, because they'll be lovely either way. Hopefully you get mommy's pretty hair though, and daddy's skin tone." Rachel looked at the baby fondly.
"When it comes down to it, Raindrop, none of that stuff is important. I pray to whomever is listening that you get mommy Quinn's convictions, because goodness knows that it was only because she was so sure of what is right that you're lying here kiddo. I pray that you get daddy Finn's optimism, and his determination to see the very best in everybody around him, and oh baby girl, I pray so hard that you'll get your daddy Noah's heart of gold." Rachel stopped for a moment, and gathered her thoughts.
"I know this means nothing to you bubba, you're barely six weeks old, and all you can hear is the sound of my voice, and not what it means, but right here princess, I promise that no matter what, I will love you until the day I die, and all I want for your life is for you to be happy, and for you to be the best that you can be. You got that?" She said, before gently raining kisses on her baby's face. Rachel picked the baby up, and carefully laid them both on the couch, positioning them chest-to-chest, Amaya's head gently tilted to the side.
Rachel's attention was stolen from the Captain admitting his love for Maria when Amaya started to cry.
"Ooh, ok Missy. You've got my attention, and I think somebody needs a diaper change." Rachel said. She stood up and carried Amaya to her bedroom. She quickly stripped the baby off and began to change her.
"There you go my love. You're all clean again." Rachel said. She began to play This Little Piggy with Amaya's toes. Rachel looked out the window.
"I wonder what time it is. I think your parents have bailed on us." Rachel said playfully. She picked up the baby and went and checked the time on the microwave.
"Well, that's ok. Mommy will be home soon-ish, and in about two hours daddy Finn and Daddy Noah will both be home, and they'll be demanding food just as strongly as you do at three am. But that's ok. Let's see if there's something we can start making for dinner, shall we?" Rachel asked her daughter. Rachel clipped Amaya into the baby rocker and placed it on the kitchen table before beginning to rummage through the refrigerator.
"Now you can be honest with me babe, because you'll end up eating this as well, but what are your thoughts on mommy roasting up some chicken and vegetables? I'll even do some gravy with it." Rachel asked the baby.
"That sounds awesome." Quinn called out from the hallway. She walked into the kitchen, sweaty and pink cheeked. Rachel grinned.
"Well, you're home now. You get to help." Rachel replied. Quinn stuck her tongue out.
"Let me shower and I'd be glad to!" She replied. Rachel nodded. Amaya piped up and reminded the girls that she needed feeding much more regularly than an adult. Rachel swooped down and picked her up and sat down to watch more of the Sound of Music as she fed the baby and put her back down for another nap.
Quinn and Rachel worked quickly on dinner, and they were just deciding on whether or not they would make a dessert when both the boys broke through the door.
"What smells so good?" Noah called out. He pressed a kiss to Rachel's forehead.
"Hello to you too. What smells so good is dinner. Now get in the shower before you cancel it out with your man sweat. And be quiet! Amaya is sleeping." Rachel replied. Noah nodded at Rachel's nagging good naturedly and walked down the hall to the bathroom.
"Hi Finn." Quinn said. Finn smiled.
"Hey." He replied, before twisting and cracking his back.
"Rough day at the office?" Rachel asked. He nodded.
"It was really busy. We had four parties of twenty, and two of those were the customers from hell." He explained. Quinn nodded sympathetically and brushed her hand across his shoulder, squeezing it lightly.
The young parents had to hand it to her; Amaya was certainly well trained when it came to waking up. She began to wail right as Finn stood to clear the plates. Quinn hurried to Amaya's room to tend to the baby, and the other three quickly began to clean up after dinner.
"Hey guys, I'm changing Amaya's diaper now, so rather than undressing her twice, does someone want to run her bath now?" Quinn called out. Noah put the last of the plates in the dishwasher and headed towards the bathroom.
"On it Quinn!" He called out in reply.
Rachel stood at the doorway and watched. She was filled with a sense of joy that even her extensive vocabulary couldn't describe as she watched Noah bath Amaya. She had to bite her lip to keep from saying anything when Amaya began to whimper, and Noah began to quietly sing to her.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?
Rachel clapped quietly.
"You amaze me." She said simply, walking into the bathroom. She perched herself on the edge of the bathtub and watched as Noah bathed Amaya in the freestanding baby bath.
"I love the both of you so much." Noah said softly. Rachel smiled and stood up next to him. She pressed a kiss on his arm (she wasn't going to risk jumping to reach his cheek and bumping him while Amaya was in the water- Rachel had read all the studies on how easy it was for babies to drown) and picked Amaya's towel up to hand to Noah as he carefully lifted the baby out of the water and wrapped her in the towel. She followed Noah into Amaya's room and watched him dry the baby off carefully; give Amaya her nightly massage with baby lotion. He gently applied ointment to Amaya's developing diaper rash, before putting on a clean diaper and dressing her in a white onesie.
"She's just your whole world, isn't she?" Rachel asked quietly. Noah beckoned for Rachel to pick the baby up and follow him. He quickly hung up Amaya's towel and then walked into their bedroom. Rachel raised an eyebrow at him when he used their pillows to prop himself into a comfortable half sitting, half lying position.
"Come here babe." He said, patting the space between his legs. Rachel nodded, and cautiously manoeuvred herself into a sitting position next to Noah without bumping the baby around. She propped the baby up against her chest, and leaned against Noah. She looked up at him.
"Any reason for this?" She asked. He pressed a kiss to her lips.
"Not really. I just wanted to hold both my girls at once." He replied. Rachel smiled and rested her head against his shoulder, her forehead comfortably against the crook of Noah's neck.
"Best part of my day." He sighed quietly.
"Really?" Rachel asked. Noah nodded seriously.
"Work sucked today. It was tedious, and that jackass Tim that I work with kept mouthing off about how getting a girl pregnant young ruins her life and the life of the kid." He said. Rachel had elbowed him in the ribs for swearing around the baby, but looked up at him with concern when he finished his story.
"Really? Oh, baby, I'm sorry he was such a jerk." Rachel soothed him, kissing the underside of his jaw.
"Come on babe, we knew what we were signing up for. People will judge us constantly for this. I really don't care what he thinks. Every other guy I work with doesn't have a problem with me being a parent, and my boss had his first kid when he was eighteen, so whatever. I've got the two of you, and I'm totally happy with my life." Noah said with conviction. Rachel smiled.
"Glad you feel that way. Keep in mind that I'm a little psychic babe, so if you even consider leaving, I'll castrate you with my straightening iron." Rachel teased. Noah froze. Rachel mentally kicked herself.
"And Rachel Berry puts her foot in it again. God baby, I'm sorry. I know you're not going to walk out on us. I'm sorry I even made a joke about it." Rachel said urgently. He kissed her forehead.
"It's ok baby. You're stuck with me for life." He replied.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." Rachel replied.
The four parents had fallen into a pretty steady routine. Either Rachel or Quinn would get up to feed Amaya in the early hours of the morning, and then Finn and Noah would get her dressed for school (the school board had made big promises about keeping Amaya and all the other babies safe, and so far they'd delivered), while the girls got themselves ready. Rachel groaned when she saw Amaya one morning.
"Oh my god Noah, she is not wearing that to school." She said. Noah frowned and looked down at Amaya who was in a baby sized Supergirl outfit.
"Are you kidding me? Her outfit is way awesome. She's like, a baby superhero." Noah replied, before picking Amaya up, swinging her bib around so it was on her back and demonstrated Amaya flying through the air.
"Its way cool. She's Superkid. Powers of sonic crying and acid baby puke." He added. Finn and Quinn walked in and saw Amaya's outfit.
"Dude, she looks awesome!" Finn said, giving Noah a high five.
"Quinn, she's in a Halloween costume. Tell me you see how ridiculous this is!" Rachel said. Quinn nodded fervently.
"Crap! We're going to be late." Finn said, pointing to the time. They quickly loaded into the car and Noah drove them off to school.
"Now baby, if you happen to puke or poop all over that outfit, it's totally fine. Mommy and I won't be mad at you." Quinn said soothingly to Amaya.
"Not even a little bit. In fact, we might just eat some chocolate for you if you do, sweetheart." Rachel added. Noah rolled his eyes at them through the rear view window.
Finn had picked Amaya up that afternoon, and she was sitting comfortably in his arms during Glee rehearsal. They were to continuing to rehearse twice a week, but it was more about having fun and companionship than being ready for any sort of performance or competition.
"Hey guys, big news!" Mr. Schue called out as he walked into the room.
"As you know, graduation is coming up," he started. They did know. Glee would be losing Finn, Noah, Matt and Mike as a result. Thankfully, the junior high's glee club was quite strong and Mr. Schue was sure that replacements would be found in the incoming freshman.
"Well, I just came out of Figgins' office, and he's decided that he wants us to perform two numbers for the ceremony." Schue announced. He started passing around sheet music.
"Oh dear. Mr. Schue, surely we can do something a little more original than Green Day and Vitamin C?" Mercedes asked.
"These songs are so cliché, they're done at every graduation known to mankind." Kurt added.
"And let me guess, you guys have a better idea?" Mr. Schue said.
"Well, of course we do. We figured we'd probably perform at graduation anyway, so we've already picked songs, and Kurt and Mercedes are onto costumes." Santana replied, pulling the sheet music from her folder and handing it over to Mr. Schue. He flipped through it briefly.
"Looks good to me guys. Matt, Mike, Finn, Noah, take a look. This is your graduation; we want you to be happy with these songs too." Mr. Schue said.
"We're cool with it Mr. Schue. Let's go out with a bang, right?" Mike said.
"Awesome, well, because you guys apparently have it all figured out, I'll take Amaya off your hands, Finn; and you guys can take me through what you've got." Mr. Schue said. Finn nodded, and stood up and handed the baby over.
"I have a question. Why the hell is my niece wearing a Halloween costume? It's April." Kurt said.
"And that Kurt, is the $64 000 question. Noah was in charge of dressing Amaya this morning." Quinn explained. Kurt shook his head and squeezed the bridge of his nose.
"She's Superkid. Back off, she looks way awesome." Noah defended himself, and accepting a high five off Tina.
"Ok Brad, take it away!" Santana called out, changing the subject abruptly as they began to work through their graduation numbers.
Rachel had managed to convince the school authorities that Amaya's delicate hearing shouldn't be subjected to the din of the cafeteria, and as such, she'd pushed for the Glee club to be able to take their lunches into the choir room. Quinn sat burping Amaya, who had recently discovered how to hold her own head up, and as such took great pleasure in looking around the room whenever possible as they ate lunch and discussed body art.
"Look, I have to be honest; I don't have a problem with like, little tattoos on girls. I'd get a few, especially if it was in memoriam of something that really means a lot to me, like the first show I do on Broadway, or the first movie I'm in that's nominated for an Oscar. But if or when I ever get them, I'm going to get them in places that can be covered by costumes or something, so I don't like, miss out on acting jobs because I'm too inked." Rachel said.
"I totally can't wait til I'm eighteen. I'm getting a cross here." Santana said, demonstrating to the small of her back.
"I could never work a tramp stamp." Tina commented. Santana frowned.
"San, you totally could because, you're like, dirty hot, like that chick on Grey's Anatomy. I'm with Rachel though; I'd get a few little ones. I really like tattoos on your ribcage." Tina added.
"I love those!" Quinn added.
"Your thoughts boys?" Mercedes asked.
"It depends on the person I guess. I'd probably get one, but yeah, like something that means something, not like a tattoo of my favourite baseball team's logo or stupid shit like that. My boss has a tattoo of all the names of his kids, and that's kinda cool. If I were to get anything, I'd get something like that." Noah said. Finn nodded in agreement. Rachel nodded thoughtfully, and accepted Amaya off Quinn so that Quinn could have lunch. Rachel realised that Amaya was in need of a diaper change, but she passed her off to Noah, and played innocent.
"I'm gonna take Amaya back now and get her changed and settled." Noah announced, before picking up the baby bag and heading out of the room.
"Ok, I timed that perfectly. Here's the deal, kids; Noah's eighteen next Sunday, and I'd really like to have a surprise dinner for him. I've already invited our parents, and now I'm extending all your invites. I'm taking Noah out in the afternoon, so you guys need to be at our house for 5.30pm, so that you're there and ready for us to arrive at 6pm. Please don't mention this to him, and please don't park near the house, because if he sees cars he'll suspect something." Rachel explained, before pulling out invites from her handbag and giving them to everyone.
"Jimi's already got an invite, but I told her that she has to be at our place for 5pm, so that she'll actually be on time, so please don't tell her otherwise." Rachel said to Santana. Santana winked and nodded.
"No problems Rachel. I'll even make sure that she comes to my house first, so that I can make sure she's ready to go on time." Santana added. The bell for class rang, and the group quickly headed off to class.
It was after ten when Rachel woke Noah up on Sunday. She slid into bed next to him, wearing only his football jersey, and gently began to kiss his face.
"Good morning old man." She teased him, before kissing him fully on the mouth. She slid her leg over him settled herself on his lap.
"Come on Grandpa; let's see if you've still got it." She taunted suggestively, before he flipped their positions and kissed her fully.
"So where exactly are we going?" Noah asked. He was seated in the passenger's seat of Rachel's car as they left his mom's house after they had gone to see his mom and sister for his birthday.
"You'll find out when we get there. The point of the blindfold is that you're surprised baby, so just chill out and let me surprise you." Rachel replied.
"Aw, come on Rach, can I at least have a clue?" Noah asked with a pout. Rachel laughed.
"Sorry babe; that pout doesn't work without the puppy dog eyes, but just because it's your birthday, I'll give you one hint. The place we're going requires me to drive to get us there." Rachel replied. Noah groaned.
"What kind of clue is that?" He asked. Rachel giggled.
"It's the only kind of clue you're getting. Just accept that I've taken it upon myself to do something special for you today. Please, don't ruin my brilliance by guessing, because it's a truly genius plan, isn't it Amaya?" Rachel said, looking at the baby through the revision mirror, who was happily sucking her fingers, and looking at the tiny mobile attached to the car seat. Rachel reached over and squeezed Noah's hand.
"I want you to have an amazing birthday baby." She said. Noah smiled.
"It's been awesome Rach. I'm getting to hang out with my two beautiful girls. The only thing that would make it better is knowing where the heck I'm going" Noah replied. Rachel giggled.
"Well, that's easy, because, we're here." She said, pulling into a park and killing the engine.
"You can remove your blindfold babe." Rachel said. Noah took it off and looked around.
"Where are we?" He asked. Rachel grinned.
"All a part of the surprise." Rachel said. She made quick work of putting Amaya into the baby pouch and grabbed his hand.
"Now follow me." Rachel said. She led him down the street before finally stopping at the local tattoo parlour.
"Now, you can totally veto this right here and now, but I thought it would be a kind of cool idea to get you a tattoo for your eighteenth birthday. We had that conversation the other day, and it gave me the idea. I went and spoke to the Japanese club, and I got them to write down Amaya in Japanese. You don't have to if you don't want to, but if you do, then I have an appointment booked for you in ten minutes." Rachel said. Noah nodded and kissed her forehead.
"Babe, this is like, the coolest present ever." He said with a huge grin.
"So you like it?" Rachel asked. He nodded.
"Heck yes I do! Do you have that Amaya's name thing with you?" He asked. Rachel nodded and pulled a sheet of paper out of her handbag. Noah grabbed it and took a look at it. He nodded and grabbed Rachel's hand and they headed into the store.
"Hi, my name is Rachel Berry. I made an appointment for Noah Puckerman last week." Rachel said. The heavily tattooed and pierced receptionist with a badge that said 'Hi, I'm Alice' looked at her appointment book.
"Yep, no problems. Head on through dude, second door on the right. Sorry ma'am, but the rooms are tiny; you probably won't fit, so I'll get you to wait out here." She said to Rachel. Rachel nodded.
"Have fun babe." Rachel said, pecking his lips lightly before he headed through. She waited for him to go through the doorway before she turned to the assistant.
"Can I fix up the cost of that now?" Rachel asked.
"I'll have to check on how big it is, but that shouldn't be a problem." Alice replied. Rachel nodded. She saw a display of various body piercings, and she began to take a look at the belly bars she saw there.
"So that will be $150." Alice called out. Rachel nodded and walked up to the desk.
"Can I put that on credit?" Rachel asked, pulling out her wallet. Alice smiled and started putting through the payment.
"So how old is she?" She asked.
"She is almost two months old." Rachel replied proudly.
"Wow, you're looking good for two months after the birth." Alice commented. Rachel smiled ruefully.
"What's her name?"
"Her name is Amaya." Rachel replied. Sensing the next question, she added;
"It's Japanese. It means night rain."
"Wow, that's really cool. Is that the Kanji that her dad is getting?"Alice asked. Rachel nodded.
"Yep. I'll get it myself in a few years time." Rachel replied. Alice moved around and took a seat on the counter. Rachel noticed her baby bump then.
"So how'd you come up with a name like Amaya?" She asked.
"Well, Amaya's dad's best friend decided a few months into the pregnancy that Drizzle would be a totally awesome name for the baby. He claimed it was unique and poetic." Rachel giggled at Alice's face.
"Yeah, I know. It was never an option, but we humoured him. The night she was born he was there, as was my best friend, and when we finally met her, it was obvious none of the name's we'd picked suited her, so thank you to the iPhone name meanings app, I searched the meaning rain and Amaya is what we came up with." Rachel added; impressed with the amended story she's just told.
"I'm having a boy. My partner's mom is all, give him a family name; so my poor kid would end up being Philmore the third, and I'm sorry, but that makes me want to beat him up. He totally needs badass name." Alice commented.
"Well, then, I advise the name meanings app. How far along are you?" Rachel asked. They discussed various pregnancy aspects until Noah came out. He flipped his phone out and showed Rachel a picture of his newly tattooed inner bicep.
"Ooh, babe, that's really hot!" Rachel said. She smiled at Alice.
"Best of luck with everything!" She said as they left the store. Noah slung his not tattooed arm around Rachel when they walked out.
"So what's the plan for the rest of the day?" He asked.
"What makes you think I have a plan for the rest of the day?" Rachel asked. Noah raised an eyebrow at her. Rachel checked her watch discreetly.
"Ok, well, Amaya's going to need a feed soon, so why don't we go grab a coffee before we head off? I'll even let you pick where we go." Rachel suggested teasingly. Noah nodded and began to lead Rachel down the street. He got them a booth at the local chocolate cafe.
"I don't want to hear a thing about your vocal cords. It's my birthday and I want to split a chocolate pizza with my girl. Is that ok?" He teased. Rachel shrugged.
"What's one day going to do?" She asked.
In a show of pefect timing, Amaya began to whimper right as they asked for the bill. Rachel quickly slipped the waitress her credit card, and fixed the bill up.
"Sorry babe, but she needs a feed. Do you mind waiting?" Rachel asked as they walked back to the car.
"No, we'll drive home with a screaming kid. Course its cool Rach." Noah replied. Rachel smiled, and quickly sat in the backseat and began to feed the baby.
"So, are you having a good birthday?" Rachel asked.
"It's so not the birthday I expected to have, but yeah, it's definitely a good birthday." He answered.
"Did you have something that you wanted to happen?" Rachel asked.
"This time last year, I expected not to remember my birthday, cause it was just gonna be a massive booze up. But clearly, my priorities have changed a little." He replied. He caught sight of her face.
"Don't stress babe, this is much better." He assured her, leaning over to kiss her forehead. Rachel smiled.
"I'm glad." She looked over at the clock on the dashboard.
"Ok. Amaya just needs to be burped and we can head on home." She said.
Rachel discreetly checked that nobody had parked on the street as she headed up the driveway. Noah's phone buzzed, and he answered.
"Babe, I'm just going to take Amaya on through, ok?" She said. She quickly pulled the sleeping baby out of her carseat. She powered through to the backyard.
"He's on his way." She gasped out, as she headed to Amaya's room to put her down, lest she be disturbed by the shouting. She laid the baby down on her back carefully, grabbed the baby monitor and headed back out to the obviously Kurt decorated patio.
"Sorry babe; that was one of the guys from work, asking about..." Noah trailed off as he headed through the back gate.
"SURPRISE!" The party shouted out. Rachel giggled at Noah's face of surprise. She headed forward and hugged him.
"Sorry babe, I couldn't resist." She said. She played the dutiful fiancé and smiled and took photos as Noah greeted everyone. She slipped away quietly and began to help Quinn with the food.
"Ok, I figure we lay it on out, and people will take what they like." Quinn suggested. Rachel nodded.
"Done. I'm not doing anything fancier than that. Thanks for taking care of the food." Rachel said. Quinn shrugged.
"It was fun. Mercedes used her epic party planning contacts to get food; I just had to put it all together." Quinn replied.
"All the same, thanks." Rachel said, putting down a platter of chicken and cracking open a can of Sprite.
"So did he like the present?" Tina asked. Rachel nodded.
"He loved it. He got it done on his bicep. Its covered right now, but he's got a photo on his phone." Rachel replied. She smiled when she heard Quinn shout out that dinner was ready.
"Ok, now that everybody is fed and watered, can we please do presents now?" Kurt asked. When nobody gave him a distinct answer, he shoved Noah down on a seat.
"Ok people, gather round!" He called out. He took his present from the gift table.
"I had a feeling you'd probably die if I took you clothes shopping, so I got you this instead." Kurt said. Noah tore the paper away, privately anxious about what he might see.
"That is awesome!" He breathed. Kurt had gotten him a limited edition framed James Bond wall mount. Tina and Artie had gotten him a new hard case for his acoustic, and a guitar strap. Matt, Mike and Mercedes had thrown in to get him season tickets for the football stadium at Dayton for the next season. Santana, Brittany and Jimi got him a watch, which, as Brittany had assured him, was the real deal, and not something they'd gotten from a vending machine.
"And this is a gift from Malcolm and I, as well as your mom and Carole as well." Jesse explained. Noah carefully pulled back the wrapping on the huge box that was on the table. He unlatched the case and pulled out the contents reverentially.
"It's a Fender Strat." He breathed, holding the electric guitar like it was made of glass.
"You lucky bastard." Jimi commented.
"That is a work of art." Artie added longingly.
"And this is our gift." Finn added, wheeling out an amp with a large silver bow on top of it. Noah carefully put the guitar back in its case.
"You guys are awesome. Thank you all so much." He said, before going around hugging everybody thank you.
Rachel felt Noah climb into bed next to her that night and pull her against him.
"Best birthday ever." He mumbled against her hair. She smiled and rolled over to face him.
"Really?" She asked. He nodded and kissed the tip of her nose.
"Really." He replied, before flicking off the lamp next to their bed and kissing his way down her neck.
We're almost at the end! I can't believe it!
Let me know your thoughts! xxx
