As history showed, Becky Lynch didn't get hungover. No matter the alcohol intake during the night prior, the lucky young woman didn't suffer a blinding migraine or a crippling stomach ache. Still, when it was offered, she still enjoyed Dean's "fixer elixir" and one of his "heart attack waiting to happen" sandwiches.
Charlotte, however, was not as lucky as her girlfriend in terms of hangover immunity. As Lynch slept soundly that morning, Charlotte threw her bathrobe over her shoulders and dragged herself into the kitchen for a fruity sports drink and a few glasses of ice-cold water. Thankfully the only thing invading her over-stimulated senses that morning was Seth's snoring from the loft and Bayley watching the morning news, who was disgustingly chipper and bubbly when Charlotte found her in the living room.
Hangover or not, Charlotte had a newfound joy in her life that involved her lovely Irish lover. After the fire, since Dana was passed out on the couch and AJ was nowhere to be seen, Charlotte fulfilled a few "re-payments" she had for Becky's generosity in the first few days of their relationship. Since she was still out cold the morning after, Charlotte took a bit of pride in her efforts. That pride rolled over into the morning as Charlotte, head still pounding but loving the adorable sight that was Becky Lynch's hair in a tangled tornado around her face, slipped under the covers and woke her girlfriend up in the best way possible.
Becky muttered under her breath in Gaelic. She snapped awake after a sweet dream about Charlotte suddenly felt a little too real. In said dream, Charlotte had just won the national championship in women's collegiate basketball, and to celebrate decided to orally pleasure Becky in front of everyone. In her post-sleep dreariness, Becky thought her legs were shaking from her exciting imagination, but quickly realized the dream carried over into the real world.
Becky chewed her lip, trying to keep her voice low and quiet to not disturb anyone else in the house. Even as her body racked with a second orgasm, Becky kept her voice to a whisper until her climax forced a breathy moan out of the bottom of her throat.
Charlotte threw the blanket back, giggling like what they were doing was a scandalous secret that nobody else knew about.
"How was that?" Charlotte asked, kissing a trail from Becky's stomach to her neck.
"G...good," Becky whispered, still trying to catch her breath.
"I did ok?" Charlotte asked. She relayed her words in a teasing, seductive tone but truly wanted to know if she was doing everything right. Sure, Becky's thighs nearly crushed her skull on multiple occasions, but enough bad cunnilingus would make anyone cum if given enough time.
Becky sat up and pulled Charlotte in for a sloppy kiss on the mouth. More than just the flavor of Charlotte's tongue mingling between the two, Becky moaned into the embrace.
"Is that a 'yes'?" Charlotte cooed.
"Shut up," Becky hissed, causing a chuckle from her blonde best friend.
Charlotte stayed laying over her girlfriend, pinning Lynch to the bed with her taller frame. Charlotte lightly scratched her fingers up and down Becky's arms, scanning over her entire body to take in every little detail she may have not noticed before.
"Thank you," Charlotte said, kissing a bruise on Becky's shoulder that was unmistakably from Charlotte's fingers.
"Yer thankin' me?" Becky chuckled.
Charlotte nodded. "Yeah, for being patient with me about the sex stuff and helping me take my mind off the stupid shit with my dad."
"That's still goin' on?" Becky asked.
Charlotte sighed. "They're hell-bent on sending Ric to prison. Whatever. I don't want to think about that right now."
Becky pecked Charlotte on the lips. "I should t'ank you fer waitin' fer me ta pull me head out me arse."
Charlotte breathed a laugh, then rolled to her back beside Becky. "God, you hated me for that." She said, recalling a time when Becky got physical with her for the situation with Sonya.
"Aye, a little bit," Becky agreed. She found Charlotte's hand under the quilt. Sliding her fingers between Charlotte's, Becky leaned into Charlotte's person and rested her head on Flair's shoulder. "But not no more. Yer mine now. Forever. Ya can't leave." Charlotte started to laugh, but Becky kept on with her faux possessive rant. "Oh, I'm serious. I'm keepin' ya locked up in t'e basement so you can't go anywhere."
"I won't. I swear," promised Charlotte, staring longly into Becky's baby browns.
"Good..." Becky pecked Charlotte's cheek.
Charlotte bit her bottom lip then fluttered her eyelashes. Becky raised her brow in question but then smiled and nodded.
"Can you use your new friend?" Charlotte asked in a sweet tone.
"I suppose," Becky said with a dramatic sigh. It only made Charlotte giggle and feel more excited when Becky started looking through her bags for the toy. "Just hope AJ or Dana doesn't barge in."
Charlotte shook her head. "Dana's still on the couch. I have no idea where AJ is..." She had more to say, but her mind went completely blank when her beautiful girlfriend started to secure the harness around her waist.
AJ was awake and downstairs and fully aware of her surroundings. The night before seemed too surreal to have actually happened, especially since she woke up with Dana on the sofa, so they must've had some kind of late-night "meeting" that AJ couldn't recall at the moment. That being said, she just felt numb. It wasn't on account of her meds or the few screwdrivers she put away recently. She hoped it had nothing to do with Seth and Dana, but she feared that it was the only logical explanation.
AJ was in the kitchen, gripping tight to a spatula. Alexa requested her best friend to watch the stove while she went to the bathroom, which AJ reluctantly agreed to do since she had no idea what Alexa was planning on doing with the leftover brats from the night before; She said something about a sauce but AJ was elsewhere during.
Staring at the sizzling meats had AJ recalling what happened between the trees with Seth and Toni. The sounds, the cool wind rustling the leaves, the idea of one particular sausage reminding AJ of what Seth looked like and wondered if sneaking off with one would have the same effect if she let it cool, wrapped it in a condom, and slowly pushed it inside her-
"Earth to AJ!" Alexa said loudly, making the equally tiny woman break from her thoughts with a jump.
"What?" AJ sputtered, realizing Alexa had returned.
"I said, 'I can take it from here,'" Alexa looked her friend over a few times. "Are you ok? You seem out of it."
AJ nodded. "Yeah, just... tired from busting nuts all night."
Alexa rolled her eyes, apparently buying into AJ's story. "Please don't ruin the couch and make Zack pay for a new one."
AJ chuckled. "No promises, sweet tits."
Alexa plucked the spatula from AJ's hands. "Are you and Dana dating again?" She asked while cutting up the brats with the edge of her cooking utensil.
AJ's attention was briefly taken by Seth and Toni walking down from the loft into the living room. Her brain and chest screamed for bloodlust violence ending with Seth's head on a pike in the front yard as a warning to passing travelers, but the fire between her thighs wanted to ride Seth into the sunset like Billy the Kid fleeing the scene of a crime.
"No..." AJ replied, keeping her eyes on the younger boy in the other room. "Just... casual lesbionics as per usual."
"Really? I thought you and Dana kinda buried the hatchet last Summer?" Alexa said.
"Yeah, but nobody can resist this ass," said AJ, who blinked and switched her focus to Alexa. "That being said, if lover boy is too hurt to give you the ol' 'one-two-buckle-my-shoe'..."
Alexa tapped AJ's nose with her spatula. "No and no. He's doing perfectly well as a bottom."
AJ's eyes widened. "Wait, are you..."
"That came out wrong," Alexa said, causing a burst of laughter from AJ. "I've been doing the work. I'm not... oh god..."
AJ chuckled. "Dean doesn't seem like the pegging type-"
"STOP!"
AJ laughed again, almost doubling over as she held her sides. Alexa, her face turning as red as the tomato sauce she was pouring over the sausages, shook her head and playfully punted her friend in the leg.
Somewhere in the depths below the surface of Lake Wallenpaupack, a primitive beast bellowed a deep roar that shook the foundation it resided under... in actuality, Roman Reigns let out a rumbling yawn as he sat up in bed and chased the blurry haze from his vision. Despite having an early night, he still felt physically exhausted. The fault of that being the brunette currently flipping through Netflix for something to watch before most likely ultimately settling on "Friends" or "The Office" for the millionth consecutive time.
"Morning, sleepy," Tessa said, settling on a re-viewing of 'The Office'. She handed Roman a bowl with shredded mozzarella cheese, red tomato sauce, and chopped-up leftover brats. "I swiped you a bowl before it all got eaten."
Roman set his breakfast on the nightstand. "Thanks, babe. I was going to get up when I felt you leave, but I couldn't stay awake."
"It's alright, Ro," Tessa assured, scratching her fingers over Roman's shoulder. "Just make it up to me later."
Roman chuckled. "You know you don't have to hold anything over my head so I'll have sex with you, right?"
Tessa nodded. "I do, but this is more fun. Boys aren't as complex as they might think. I look at you a certain way and we're naked in two seconds. But letting you sleep in is just my way of saying thanks for snapping my spine like a glowstick."
Roman barked a low laugh. "A glowstick? Well, I'm glad you enjoy it." He said, then leaned over and shared a quick kiss with his girl.
The couple sat in silence for a little bit so Roman could enjoy his partially warm breakfast. Tessa hummed to herself while checking her social media and watching the show in short increments. Roman started to drift deep into thought, trying to recall the events leading up to now that resulted in him returning to Lake Wallenpaupack after a pretty clean break-up with his most recent girlfriend before Tessa. Roman hardly mentioned Ronda around his new flame, which was understandable since comparing one lover to the next was never a good idea.
Roman polished off his saucy brats just as another episode ended. Tessa gasped in surprise, her dark eyes widening at whatever she was observing on her phone.
"What is it?" Roman asked.
Tessa slowly shook her head. "Jury says they'll have a verdict by Monday..."
Roman furrowed his brow. "About what?"
Tessa set her phone aside. "Oh, uh, Charlotte's dad. Sorry, I'm following along with it on Facebook. I guess they're close to closing the case."
"Charlotte must be crushed," Roman muttered.
"She seemed fine during breakfast," Tessa recalled with a shrug. "Maybe she hasn't seen it yet. I mean, decades embezzling money and writing bad tax write-offs doesn't sound like a light sentence. Who knows what that jury is thinking."
Roman deepened his brow, glanced across the room at the wall, then looked back at Tessa. "Are you ok?" He asked.
Tessa nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. Are you ok, big dog?"
Roman still wondered what Tessa's sudden interest in Ric's case was all about, but at the moment he was more focused on Tessa's left hand sliding inside his basketball shorts and helping herself to a handful of the previously mentioned "big dog".
"Hey, I have a fun idea," Tessa told, stroking her hand over Roman's swelling cock. "I want you to do something really sexy for me, ok?"
Roman grunted under his breath. "Whatever you want, babe."
Tessa pulled her hand from Roman's shorts. She fetched her phone, then handed it to Roman.
"Film me?" Tessa requested with a smirk.
"Film you?" Roman repeated, loading the camera app on Tessa's phone.
"Yeah, I think it'll be fun," said Tessa as she pulled back the covers and rubbed Roman's thighs. "Then when you miss me, just watch the video until I come back."
Roman chuckled but didn't protest the request. Tessa tugged Roman's shorts around his ankles, all in full view of the camera lens.
"God, you're so fucking big," Tessa cooed, looking into the camera as she spoke. "I can barely fit you in my mouth..."
The pornstar dialogue made Roman feel a little cringy, but the thought quickly passed when Tessa fulfilled her promise. Roman kept the camera aimed at Tessa, as per her request.
"How's that feel?" Tessa asked.
"Good. Great," Roman muttered.
"Bet I'm the best blowjob you've ever had," Tessa cooed.
Roman nodded. "Yeah. You are."
"Better than Charlotte?" Tessa asked, licking the tip of Roman's cock.
The question felt a little strange in Roman's mind, but he wasn't going to dwell too much on the topic while his current girlfriend literally had him at her every whim.
"Yeah, you are," Roman said.
"How much better?" Tessa giggled.
"The best. Way better than Charlotte. She's an amateur compared to you; No fucking clue what she was doing." Roman said, feeling the coil in his gut start to unwind.
Tessa batted her eyelashes. "Am I prettier than her?" She asked.
"Fucking gorgeous," Roman moaned. "So much prettier than her."
Tessa giggled. "Tell me more, sweet boy. Do my tits turn you on more than hers?"
"Natural is a bigger turn-on than fake," Roman rumbled.
"Aww, you're so sweet," Tessa said, then wrapped her lips around Roman and bobbed her head in his lap.
Seth wandered into the kitchen sometime after Toni kissed him goodbye and went on a hike with Sarah, Liv, AJ, and Dana. Since Dean was out of commission on the couch and Roman was nowhere to be found, he was bored. He didn't know what to do without his best buddies and wanted something to distract him until either Toni came back or beer was passed around like the collection plate during Sunday Mass. He would've tagged along with Braun, Finn, and Zack when they ran into town for more alcohol, but he was in the shower when they decided to leave so he was out of luck there.
Standing with her back to Seth was Alexa, who was busy scrubbing the dishes used for breakfast. Since he had literally nothing better to do than sit around and wait for something to happen, Seth shrugged his shoulders and grabbed a dishtowel.
"Need a hand?" Seth offered, drying a frying pan.
Alexa chuckled. "Are you really helping me do the dishes? Did Hell finally freeze over?"
Seth shook his head. "No, I'm just trying to be nice to my best friend's fiance."
"Uh-huh. Toni's still gone?" Alexa asked.
Seth chuckled. "Yeah, she is. Now I don't know what to do with myself. How come you didn't tag along with them?"
"I didn't want to leave Dean behind," Alexa said.
"I told you I'd be ok by myself for a little bit!" Dean yelled out from the living room.
Alexa crossed her arms and yelled back. "And what would've happened if you fell or got hurt?"
There was a brief pause, then Dean spoke again. "Bayley's here. She can cut my leg off if need be."
Bayley, who was sitting across the room from Dean, began giggling. Alexa rolled her eyes but did smile and declare her love for her future husband.
"The dishes needed to be done too," Alexa continued her conversation with Seth. "I didn't want Bayley doing them and I don't think anyone else here knows how to do them properly, so..."
"A little OCD or something with dishes?" Seth asked.
Alexa sighed. "I think so. Which is... great. I would've asked AJ, but she almost burned breakfast so I let her go with Dana."
"Yeah, she's a little maniac like that," Seth said.
Alexa took her eyes off the dishes to look at Seth. "Are you behaving yourself? I don't need to sick my wild AJ on you?"
Seth shook his head. "No, you don't. Toni's the only girl I've got my eye on this semester."
"Good. She was worried about Dana and AJ being here this weekend. She told me when we stopped for gas," Alexa mentioned.
"Really? I had no idea she was worried," Seth said.
Alexa nodded. "I think it's just the whole history with you three. You dating Dana, then cheating on her with AJ, then cheating on another girl with AJ and Dana. Then everything in Cabo."
"I told her about all of that," Seth recalled. "I got drunk at Roadie's one night and sorta spilled my guts to her. I'm stunned she still wants to be with me after I told her everything."
"Me too," Alexa quipped, baiting a quick laugh from her fiance's best friend.
"Yeah, well, after Dana, AJ, Zelina and R... uh, Ruth, I figured I should start being honest with women," Seth said, catching himself at the last second on the last name. He almost let slip that he hooked up with Ruby over the Summer. If he had, he would completely expect to be sinking to the bottom of the lake with an anchor tied to his feet.
"Who's Ruth?" Alexa asked.
"Just this girl I hooked up with over the Summer," Seth lied, hoping Alexa believed what he was saying. "Just a fling. Not really my type."
"Did she know that?" Alexa pressed.
"Yeah, she knew it was casual," Seth said. "She knew I was coming back to Stamford, so we couldn't keep things going. I couldn't do that long-distance shit Roman tried with Ronda."
"Wow. I'm surprised you didn't completely destroy this girl's feelings," Alexa chuckled.
Seth nodded stiffly. "Yeah, me too."
In the living room, Dean was chatting with Bayley. The hugger sat on the edge of the sofa Dean was resting on. Ambrose, with a huge smile on his face, held his hands against Bayley's belly in hopes of feeling the babies move around. Bayley giggled when she felt a kick against her abdomen. Dean grinned, finding the moment truly unbelievable.
"How is that even possible?" Dean asked, feeling another kick under his fingertips. "Like, these two were swimming around in Zack's nutsack a few months ago."
"Oh my goodness, Dean," Bayley chirped with a giggle. "That's one way to put it, but I know. It's so crazy! There's going to be two more tiny humans in the world before Christmas."
"Imagine if they were born on Christmas Day?" Dean chuckled. "Mickey and Minnie having to share a birthday with Jesus? Hope the big guy doesn't get jealous."
Bayley giggled. "That would be funny, but they're due a week before that."
Bayley covered her belly with her shirt once again and returned to her seat across the room. Dean wasn't able to move much, but he did adjust his ice pack and take a much-needed sip of orange juice and vodka. Much needed because feeling Bayley's babies move around reminded him that he should've been holding a five-month-or-so-old baby in his arms. Of course, that's not how things played out. He never got to feel his baby girl move around in Alexa's tummy and he never got to properly meet the person who, in his own words, was "swimming around in his testicles" just a few months prior. The reality was a cruel bitch sometimes, but hope and booze kept Dean moving towards the future.
"You'll make a great mom, Bay," Dean said, trying to keep himself from getting emotional thinking about Alofa.
Bayley smiled brightly. "So will Lexi one day," she said but kept her voice down so Alexa didn't overhear. "Both of you guys would be great parents."
Dean smirked, holding back a few tears. "Thanks, hon. I like to think so too."
The trail leading up Mount Machismo was a favorite for tourists and locals alike. For today, Liv and Sarah were competing with each other to see who could climb the pathway fastest, while Dana, AJ, and Toni followed at a steadier pace.
There was a sort of unspoken awkwardness between the three young women. They all shared a bond that not most women really wanted to share in the form of they were all with Seth Rollins at some point in time; Dana first, then AJ, then Dana again, then AJ again, then Toni as the most recent. It was a weird bond that neither really wanted, but that's just how it was.
Dana walked a little bit ahead of the other two. AJ tried to walk ahead of Toni, but her legs would tire and make her slow down and eventually fall back into stride next to Seth's current lover. A strange feeling of jealousy sat in AJ's chest like a burning hot rock melting its way through her soul. AJ pictured Toni from the night before, slumped over a tree while Seth went to work on her. It didn't turn AJ on in the slightest as it might've in the past but only made her wish it was herself and not Toni getting the attention from Seth.
Toni caught AJ's eye. AJ, thinking of something to say, said the first thing that popped into her head.
"I like your hat," AJ said, looking at Toni's snapback.
"Oh. Thanks, mate," Toni said.
AJ sighed. "Look, I don't want things to be awkward, ok? I think we can all be adults here. I used to take hot dick from Seth, you currently take hot dick from Seth. Let's just call a truce and not let it get in our way."
"Hot dick?" Toni reiterated with a chuckle. "I've never heard that one before. Might have to remember it."
"Well, I know you were taking some last night..." AJ giggled when Toni cocked an eyebrow. "I could hear you two by the fire..."
"Oh, lovely," Toni sighed.
"No, I thought it was fuckin' hilarious," AJ clarified. "I don't think anyone else heard though. Good on you, girlfriend."
Toni eyed the tiny fist of her boyfriend's ex, wondering why she was offering a fist bump to congratulate "taking hot dick" but she didn't want to leave a girl hanging and bump fists.
AJ and Toni continued moving along the trail. AJ chewed her tongue, still feeling like there was some uneasiness sitting in the air.
"He's good to you, right?" AJ asked.
Toni nodded. "Sweetest lad I've ever met, really. Not over-the-top, but he knows what to say."
"Good. I'm glad," AJ said. "He was never an asshole to me before you ask. He's just... a fucking moron sometimes."
Toni snickered. "I can see how you'd think that. He wouldn't shut up until I hung out with him. Now here I am at a freakin' lake with him and his friends. Yer all a great lot, by the way. I like yer... unpredictability?"
"Aww, thanks dude," AJ threw her arms around Toni.
Toni caught Dana checking over her shoulder at the two of them. Toni walked a little faster to catch up with Dana, with AJ quickly realizing what was going on and doing the same.
Dana looked at both women. "What?" She asked.
"Wanna have a threesome?" AJ chirped.
"No," Toni and Dana both said at the same time.
"Shit..." AJ muttered.
"Are we ok?" Toni asked Dana.
Dana nodded. "Yeah. I'm over that whole thing with Seth. I just hope he treats you well."
"He does, I promise," Toni assured.
"Fucking forgot about Dana though..." AJ muttered.
Toni pressed her brow together. "What do you mean?"
AJ sighed. "Before I went to rehab, I asked Seth to watch after Dana. I mean like hang out with her and make sure she wasn't lonely or whatever and he was too busy chasing phat kiwi booty apparently! No offense..."
"Uh, none taken?" Toni said.
Dana chimed in. "It's ok, AJ. I'm not mad about it or anything. I talked to him a little during Labor Day. It's all fine, honey."
"Sex with a rando at a bar is fine, Dana," AJ said. "Taking it up the wazoo because I lost a bet is fine. Seth breaking a promise isn't fine! Fuck... whatever. Forget I said anything."
AJ quickened her pace to walk ahead of Toni and Dana. Dana sighed, but Toni was feeling a little uneasy. If AJ's olive branch was to erase any animosity, her little rant just now brought it all back.
Dean's knee felt better as each day passed, but also felt like a crazed little person (not necessarily AJ) was jabbing him with a fork. Hobbling around on crutches was about as frustrating as the injury to begin with, but he continued using them because he knew Alexa would have a fit if he didn't.
Some of the perks of being a temporary cripple weren't too bad, however. Better parking, taking classes online instead of having to go in every morning, and getting a daily massage from Alexa were pretty solid reasons to not hate life right now. Plus, Alexa was more affectionate since she felt sorry for her fiance. Dean wasn't sure if a pity blowjob was as good as a normal one he worked for, but he wasn't going to complain either way.
Alexa studied her appearance in the master bathroom, fixing her hair into a ponytail and touching up her lipgloss. She promised Dean a little alone time while everyone was out busy running errands or hiking and she wanted to look as best as she could.
Dean just about had a heart attack when Alexa revealed she brought along the lingerie she wore for her sexy photo that Trish and Nia helped her take the year before. He hated that he couldn't take his girl the way she clearly wanted him to, but watching her step out of the bathroom in underwear that couldn't contain her exquisite body was just as, if not better than having sex.
"Hello, sir," Alexa purred, grinning at the awestruck look on Dean's face. "I hear you've had a pretty bad injury recently. Do you mind if I... take care of you?"
"Praise be, I don't know what I did to deserve this life but thank you," Dean said to the ceiling.
Alexa giggled. "Oh, before I forget, Zack texted me about a carnival in town. I guess it's their harvest festival, so I figured we all could go when everyone gets back."
"Tits and carnivals really do get my jimmies rustled, baby doll," Dean chuckled.
Alexa crawled onto the bed, snaking over Dean's prone body as he lay there completely at her control. Dean breathed a shaky breath when Alexa unbuckled his belt and zipped his shorts open.
"Oh, baby," Alexa cooed. "You're already so fucking hard for me."
Dean smirked. "I really love these pity blowjobs, Lex. They make me feel special."
Alexa playfully rolled her eyes. "Anything to kill the mood, huh?"
"Have I killed it though?" Dean chuckled.
Alexa bowed her head, taking Dean into her mouth as a breathy moan escaped Ambrose's throat. One hand gripped Alexa's ponytail while the other balled into a fist next to his side. After fifteen glorious minutes of Nurse Alexa treating her favorite patient, the tiny brunette thumbed away what little of Dean didn't make it into her mouth and licking it clean. Dean stayed still as his body came to rest, then pulled his shorts back up and fixed his belt.
"Better?" Alexa asked, swapping her sexy underwear for a normal set of bra and panties and a pair of blue jeans. She pulled on a "SU Cheer Squad" hoodie to go along with the outfit.
"Much better," Dean agreed.
Alexa licked her lips, wondering what she did with her chapstick. Watching Alexa made Dean recall the conversation he had with Bayley not too long ago. He made himself chuckle at the "swimming around in his nutsack" comment when he thought about who Alexa may or may not have just swallowed. Bliss glanced at her fiance and grinned.
"What's funny?" She asked, setting her hands on her hips.
Dean sat up. Alexa just about had a fit, but she stopped herself when Dean sat against the headboard instead of getting out of bed like she thought he was about to do.
"I was looking at some stuff today," Dean explained. "Like, what two people that want kids but can't have them should do. And I know you still want to try for one after we're married and everything."
Alexa smiled softly. "Of course I do, babe. I'll always want to have your babies."
"Right, which is why I think we should look into this stuff more," Dean said. "I mean, really look into it. Not just talk about it anymore. I think you should schedule an appointment with Dr. Sinclair and we can visit a fertility clinic to make sure my boys are working. I really think we should."
Alexa felt herself getting emotional at the sound of Dean wanting to keep trying for a kid. He said he'd always keep trying, but never to this much detail.
"Do you really want to?" Alexa asked hopefully.
Dean nodded. "Yeah. When we get back, we can get in and figure out what we need to do. IVF or whatever is expensive but I don't care. I want to be the dad to your kids someday. And who knows, maybe your stuff will heal in a few years and we won't even need a doctor to do it for us."
Alexa, feeling a few tears roll down her cheeks, dove into bed and showered Dean with kisses.
"Ah, babe, not with 'cum mouth'," Dean said, flinching at each kiss.
"I don't care," Alexa said between each peck.
Dean scratched his fingers through Alexa's hair. "I love you, Alexa. I'm never going to give up on you. I love your smile, your blue eyes, and that little sound you make when I... 'make a deposit' in your mouth."
"You're only supposed to name three things you love about me when you're upset, but thank you, baby," Alexa kissed Dean's chin. "You're amazing."
"You are, honey," Dean said. "How about I take a quick shower before we head to that festival thing and see if they have caramel apples?"
"Deal," Alexa confirmed with a smile.