Chapter 52
When Stella had Mac home, she grabbed some pillows and layed him on the couch beside Cayden, who was sound laying in his bassinet.
"Did you need anything, Mac?"
Giving his beautiful wife his most pouty face, he said... "you love, I need you."
"Uhuh... there won't be any of that for the next couple days, mister. You need to heal."
"Stel... you're not really going back to work, are you?"
Sitting down between the pillows, she leaned in and whispered.... "yes love, yes... I'm going back to work." Smartly kissing him, she got back up as he grabbed her by the belt, pulling her back down.
"You love, are a tease. Now... I want to you to make love, to me. Pleeeeeeeease..." he whined.
"Mac... you're high. Try and sleep. I have to go shopping for breast pads, bottles, and a pump. I need to be able to leave you milk, for Cayden. Just think Mac, you and Cayden will be able to build a bond of amazing love, over the next four to six months. Think how much you can teach him, and he's a wonderful listener." she smiled.
Looking down, she noticed Mac was finally out, as Adam knocked on the door.
"Hey Stel, the door was open, how's Mac?"
"Out like a light. I shouldn't be long Adam. Cayden has alredy eaten, but I can't get him to sleep. He's been wide awake, since we picked up Mac."
"Aww... that's okay, Stella. The little dude and I will be fine. You go ahead."
Once Stella left, Adam lifted Cayden into his arms. Walking the floor with him, Mac quietly watched as Adam started singing twinkle, twinkle, little star to Cayden. When he was finished, he sat down and said...
"Do you have any idea what a lucky boy you are, to have a daddy that loves you so much, and wants to stay home with you? It's going to be amazing Cayden. You, and your daddy, will grow the ultimate bond of strength, and love. Something that only the two of you, will share. We will have to think of a new name for your daddy at the office. We will have to call him... Macdaddy. I think he'll like that, don't you Cayden."
Giving Adam what looked like a yawned smile, he finally snuggled into Adam's neck and slept.
As Mac continued to watch, he always had the idea, that Adam came from an abusive home. He could remember back to the charity ball, and the young boy Jake, that explained he killed his father because he verbally abused him. Still Adam's words lived within Mac's mind... "I know what it's like to have a bully for a father." Leaving Mac to always believe afterwards, that Adam was also an abused child.
Jarring himself from his thoughts, he tried to get up, having no success, he moaned.
"Whoa... err... you okay there, Mac?" asked Adam.
"Mm... not really, I'm kind of stuck."
Placing Cayden in his bassinet, Adam walked over to Mac, and helped him up off the couch.
"Thanks Adam. Where did Stella go?"
"She had to go shopping, before tomorrow."
"Hm... that's right. I think she left dinner. At least I seem to smell dinner." Heading to the kitchen, Mac opened the oven door, and seen the chicken, rice, and vegtable casserole. "Mm... smells great. Grab the plates Adam, let's eat before it dries out."
As they sat down to eat, Stella walked in the door. Placing down her bags, she said... "just couldn't wait, could you boys?" she smiled, as she kissed her husbands lips, followed by Adam's cheek. heading to the kitchen, she grabbed the bottle of wine from the fridge, juice, and milk. Placing it on the table, she sat down.
"Milk or juice, Mac?"
"That's funny love. I'm a grown man, I don't think I need milk or juice."
"You are on anti-inlammatory's, I'd say you are a milkman tonight." she smiled.
"Listen Stel... looks like you are a milk woman. I do believe, you are still feeding Cayden your milk? Therefore... wine is a no, no," barked Mac.
Adam smirked. This was fun watching to grown adults, argue over milk. "I have an idea. Why don't we all have milk, that way, we all have the same thing, right? Right. Now let's eat."
Stella and Mac, both looked at Adam.
"Well... don't give me that look you guys. I'm just keepin' the peace," he smiled shyly.
Passing out the milk, Adam could hardly wait for the fights between Mac and Stella to start. Especially when Mac became stir crazy in a week or so. Snickering to himself, he said... "Time to take bets, on who, slams who, first."
tbc...
