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Reba rinsed her mouth with the bottle of water Paul handed her. He was still waiting for her to answer to his question, if it was morning sickness she just had.
"Of course not. Honey, you had your vasectomy and I had my tubes tied." Reba reminded him drinking the rest of the water. "I forgot about the virus in tap water, I used it to brush my teeth this morning."
"Ah. Well, I thought you could be one of those strange cases that could get pregnant outside the uterus. And since I'm one of those rare people who had chickenpox twice, anything is possible. I'll admit, for a minute there I thought I was going to have another set of twins." Paul kissed her on the top of her head. He missed the twins back home.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but that's the reason why I got my tubes tied." Doctor Richard told them that if she was pregnant again she would most likely have another multiple birth. So they decided, two babies should be enough.
"Are you feeling okay now? Should we go see doctor?" Paul still concerned about his wife.
"I'm fine honey. I didn't drink the water. But I'll let you know if I don't feel any better." Reba took his hand and went back to the balcony enjoying their morning together. She was fine the rest of the day. They were able to resume their romantic getaway the rest of the weekend.
Paul recorded almost every moment of his infants. He loved taking their pictures. And he was taking their video in the tub when Reba was giving them a bath. They could sit and slap their little hands on the water surface to create splashes and giggled. Aaron was trying to reach for a little baby duck that floated on the water. Paul filmed them with a grin. He got Aimee's attention and she smiled showing two tiny little baby teeth.
"Da da…" Aimee blabbed trying to reach for Paul.
"Oh honey, did you just call daddy?" Smiling, she turned to Paul. "Did you hear that?" Unable to speak, he tossed the camera on to the pile of towels, and picked his daughter up and kissed her on the side of her head. He could feel a warm tear escape his eyes. The moment like that, he couldn't even buy with the millions of dollars he had. The first time his daughter called him 'dada', the first time his son clawing his way to his arms. The first time they clapped excitedly when he sat them on his lap and read to them. The first time they both ran, falling and racing who would reach daddy first when he came back from work when they could barely walk. The first time they kissed his cheek with love. The first time they had a little food fight on their first birthday. This was much better than any first kiss or first night with any woman he used to date when he was a famous bachelor.
"Daddy!" two little three-year-old redheads ran in to his arms to greet him from work. He picked them both up and kissed their cheeks.
"Hey kids. Did you give mommy hard time today? Were you two behaved?" They looked at each other and pouted.
"No they were not." Paul greeted his lovely wife with a peck on her lips. Paul only worked part time now. At first he wanted to wash his hands off completely, but he would be too bored if he had nothing to do, so he only went to work occasionally. He sold his condos in New York and LA but he kept the ones in Milan and Paris. Reba stayed home and looked after the twins, but she said she would like to go back to work when the twins are old enough to go to school. "They won't eat their vegetables." Reba ratted them out.
"I don't like Broccoli." Aimee crossed her arms.
"Yuck!" Aaron made a face.
"Oh c'mon guys, mommy's cooking ain't that bad."
"Hey!" Pipped up Reba. The kids giggled at daddy's comment.
"Come on, let's finish them." Paul sat them down in their high chairs and Reba gave him their bowls of food. They loved it when Paul feed them. "Who wants a LearJet 45?"
"I do!" Aaron excited.
"You've already got King Air 450," objected Aimee.
"350" Paul corrected his daughter and fed her the 'LearJet 45'.
"I want Concorde!" Requested Aaron. Paul fed him Concorde he requested.
"Man, you sure make feeding fun." Reba giggled kissing him on the side of his head. "Can I have K-I-S-S 2000?"
"Of course." Paul kissed her adoringly. The kids playfully covered their eyes with their fingers spread open so they could peek through them. They finished their vegetables faster than when Reba fed them. When they finished, they were allow to play in the backyard. Paul set up a little water park for them. Reba and Paul sat at the patio table and watched them play. "They sure are growing up fast."
"I know, it seemed like just yesterday we were changing their diapers and now they are going to school this September," commented Reba.
"They are? Don't you think it's too soon? They are so young. Are you sure that's what they want and not what we want?" Paul wasn't ready to let go.
"Honey, relax" Reba patted his thigh gently trying to calm him down. "They're just going to preschool. Not moving out." Reba got up from her seat and sat down on his leg wrapping her arms around his neck. "And when they are off to school, we'll have some alone time." Paul smiled and kissed her. All of the sudden they felt water spraying at them. Aaron and Aimee shoot them with water guns.
"Come on mommy, daddy. Come to play with us," invited Aaron. Aimee ran back to the hose to fill up her water gun and was going to spray her parents again. The two adults exchanged devil glances. Reba held them and Paul grabbed a hose and spray them. They laughed and tried to get away. They were playing in the backyard for a while and the nanny came out to take the twins to shower and get changed. She glanced at Reba with a grin. Reba smiled back. Although they had live-in nanny, she only took care of the kids when she were instructed. Reba and Paul would still rather take care of the twins themselves most of the time. Reba looked at Paul and caught him leering at her.
"White tank top and water, perfect combination."
"Crraapp! Why didn't you tell me, I'm exposing myself?!" Reba pulled the shirt away from her skin.
"I think you look really hot... or cold..." He chuckled. "Four pregnancies and five kids and still have a body like this?" Paul brought his sexy wife to a deep passionate kiss. "Shall we go shower?" They let the nanny take care of the kids and they went to 'take a shower' together.
Reba was getting the kids ready for bed. Tomorrow would be their first day of preschool. They were excited.
"We'll study French too?" Aimee showed her enthusiasm. She loved the language. Paul had taught them a few words and sentences.
"Yes you'll study French too." Paul answered with a grin. Aimee and Aaron were bluffing each other how much the other one knew more French words and sentences.
"Till this day, I still know only 'Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir'," said Reba to Paul with a giggle.
"Well, that's all you need to get my attention."
"I know what mommy just said!" Aaron announced making Reba jumped. She didn't think they would hear what she just said. "She said 'Do you want to sleep with me to night'." Aaron bragged about his knowledge. Reba blushed and Paul glanced at her with a mischievous grin.
"No, coucher means lay down. Not sleep. Dormir means sleep." Aimee argued. Aaron argued back. The kids said they would ask grandma when she called tonight to see who's right.
"Well, you're both right." Paul put an end to their little argument. "It has two meanings, depending on how you want to use it." He gave them a little French lesson. They weren't satisfied. So when Sylvie called to talk to them, like every night, they asked. Reba could hear her mother-in-law giggle over the speaker, but she confirmed Paul's statement.
"What else did you two do today besides eavesdropping your parent's conversation?" Questioned Sylvie over the phone.
"We had two cookies for snack," said Aaron.
"Yes, grandma. Daddy gave us two of them but he said 'Don't tell mommy or we'll all be in trouble.' Oops..." Aimee mocked her daddy and just realized mommy was standing nearby. Reba glared at Paul who pretended to check for cracks in the ceiling. They talked to Sylvie until their bedtime and they said good night. Reba and Paul tucked them in.
"You gave them two cookies?" She gazed at him, trying to look angry.
"They said they're old enough to go to school now, and they deserved two cookies because they need a lot for growing up. They didn't ruin their appetite"
"Fine, we'll give them two cookies in the afternoon, but if they couldn't finish their dinner, I'll cut them down to one."
"I'm sure they'll be happy." He wrapped his arms around Reba and kissed on the side of her head.
"But if they ask for more?" Knowing Paul, he would give in.
"I'll say, 'ask your mother'."
"Sure, make me a bad cop." Reba frowned. He chuckled and started to nudge his nose on the crook of her neck.
"Now, back to your question earlier today. You know, I love the way you say it. When you said it the first time long time ago, my heart skipped a beat. And it did again when you say that tonight."
"Say what? Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?" Reba said with a meaningful smile.
"J'aimerais coucher avec vous tous les soirs." Paul translated to her that he would love to be with her every night.
The first day of school, Reba and Paul dropped them off at the preschool and talked to their teacher. Although in mid 50s, Paul was still as handsome as he ever was. The twins' teacher was very giddy talking to him. Reba nudged him with her elbow and cleared her throat.
"Well, I couldn't help it if I'm charming," said Paul to his wife after the teacher went to look after the kids. Reba eyed him jealously. She sulked walking back to their car. Paul tried to conciliate her. He knew she wasn't angry for real and she was so adorable when she was jealous.
"Hi Reba," said a guy walking by them. He stopped her by grabbing her upper arm.
"Bill?" Reba recognized the guy. "Long time no see, how have you been?"
"Hello, Bill isn't it?" Paul extended his hand for a handshake. "I'm Paul MacIntosh. Reba's husband." Reba giggled when Paul introduced himself. Bill wasn't the type to follow any kind of celebs news. He saw Reba's poster in the department stores a few years ago. But he never found out what was going on with her life since they went shopping for a faucet together almost ten years ago. He caught up with her a little bit about their lives and went on their separate ways. "You went on a date with your plumber?" Now it was Paul's turn to act jealous.
"Oh call me a flirt, I married my boss too." Reba giggled. "And to my defence, I didn't know it was a date until it over. Hey, I can't help it if I'm charming." Paul sulked but still held the car door open for her. Reba kissed him. "Who cares about him, it's you that I love." That put a smile back on his face. "But don't you flirt with Aimee and Aaron's teacher again!" Well they really couldn't help it if they were attractive. But one thing for sure, they loved each other and no one could come between them. Their love grew strong year after year, night after night.