Sleeping Handsome Chapter 16

It has been a long time since I updated this story. Molly and Bossman will always remain that special couple. I just have to hope Bossman was able to make up with Molly after the disaster of their split. PTSD made him act irrationally and he would have done anything to get Molly back. This is just a little update after Chapter 15.

Charles James was struggling being the father of the twins. His girls were like a tag team, one changed and settled and then the other woke. His wife was sailing through motherhood. Molly woke when the girls needed feeding and then fell back to sleep when they did.

He had not been given the instruction manual to this new change in their life. He was the one who had already been through this once, but a tour of duty two months after Sam's arrival had meant he now was very hazy about that time.

Katie and Lily were adorable and he was more than smitten. But fatherhood this time round was tough but wonderful. Molly had regained her figure over a few weeks and she had never looked more gorgeous. There was an earthy presence about her as she went around the house in little shorts and t shirt, her legs brown from the time in the sunny garden. His barefoot, sexy wife was driving him insane and she didn't even know it.

"Charles?" His mother's voice breaking into his deep thought as he nursed the now, cold cup of coffee. "Dad and I are taking the girls for the evening. We think you both need a night off."

He knew his mouth was gaping open in shock and pleasure as the words penetrated. Molly to himself for a whole evening. They could go out for dinner and dancing. Eating dinner without the interruption of wails from the girls deciding it was time for them to be fed. Order and routine was how he had lived his life for so long but the structure or lack of it was dictated by the girls.

The last time he had tried to kiss Molly after the girls had been fed and were sleeping. The fingers snaking through his curls had caused him to growl as his tongue fought a very missed duel, his teeth drawing her full lip into his mouth as she moaned and pulled him close. Then the loud wailing, for once in unison.

"Bloody hell. They really pick their moment." His exasperated sigh revealing the big grin on his wife's face as their lips were still close.

"That's our girls." Molly kissed him firmly and then gently pulled away. "Bossman. It won't last forever." It was hard feeling like your wife was reprimanding you for being too horny, when she was too damn sexy and he missed her. Which was strange as he held her every night since the girls were born. Their time even if it was only about getting much needed sleep.

"Thanks mum. That would be lovely. Have you mentioned anything to Molls?" Not really sure how his wife would react to being without the girls even for a night.

"Yip." With the emphatic nod reassuring. "Molly agreed you both needed a little bit of you time. There are expressed bottles in our flat and dad moved the cribs down earlier."

The large smile he gave his mum as he nodded was cheeky. He knew his mum could not help but notice the glint in his eyes. She knew him too well. Nearly as well as his cockney imp. Charles' brain went into overdrive, planning a visit to their favourite restaurant with some champagne. This evening was going to be special and he was going to spoil his wife.

Thirty minutes later everything was booked and he was feeling rather pleased with himself.

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Molly was looking forward to an evening with her husband. The girls had been a little fussy over the course of the day, but they had both fed well and were currently sleeping. Bossman carried them down to his parent's flat in their car seats as Molly brought the large bag with overnight essentials.

Travelling light was not an option with the girls and as of yet they had not ventured away from home. Her parents and family had stayed in a hotel when they visited, organised by Charles as they were not ready for overnight visitors in the early days.

Knowing her family and their noise then it could be quite a while before they stayed overnight. Charles coped admirably when they visited but she knew he was happy when they headed home again. To be fair they both did.

"Night my darling girls." Kissing the soft brown curls and inhaling their delicious smells. "Be good for grandma and gramps." It was only one night but she suddenly had to hold back the lump in her throat. They were only one flight of stairs away. They would be fine but Molly didn't know about herself.

Charles followed her back upstairs a few moments later and his smile was wicked. "Glad rags on Dawesy. Your night in shining armour is going to wine and dine you." His eyes leering as he pretended to twist an imaginary moustache. "Then a wicked night of sin, my dear."

"Definitely up for a wicked night of sin and good food, but would prefer eating at home." There was no hiding the slight yawn and the tiredness of those beautiful, green eyes. "Do you mind?"

"No sweetheart. I just want to spend a wicked night of sin with you." His smile was melting as he kissed her slowly. " I will cancel the booking but order for delivery. Not be long."

Molly quickly turned the lights off and lit some candles. She jumped into a quick shower, sprayed herself with her favourite fragrance that Bossman loved, and dressed in something comfortable and sexy. Managing to reappear before Charles, and draping herself on the sofa.

Bossman appeared a few minutes later, shock and appreciation in his eyes. "Dinner will be about an hour."

"Perfect timing. What could we do to occupy an hour, Bossman?"

The squeal that followed as he vaulted over the sofa was exhilarating as he lifted her into his arms. "I will let you know by the time we get to the bedroom." He leaned in and kissed her deeply.

Bossman was true to form as it was a very exhilarating hour, they both enjoyed.

Hope you enjoyed this little catch up with Bossman and Molls.