AN: I have 5 chapters in daft now. I've been trying to write more of this story. I will write the others so the next update will be in a few weeks, depending on how fast I can get the chapters written.

Bayley's P.O.V.

Sunday, January 24, 2049

My life for the past week has been exhausting for Taylor and I. Rawlings has been a little fussy but she has been pretty good. I've been breastfeeding her so I've been up every 2 hours at night. Taylor has been helping at night too, with changing her for me at night. I rather enjoy having him up with me at night until he goes back to school and work in two weeks. I'll miss having him with me during the day, but he promised to help as much as he can at night.

Rawlings is a week old now I can't believe she's been here for a week. Today my cousins are coming over to finally meet Rawlings. They've been busy with school that they didn't want to get Rawlings sick so I had them take a flu test and get the shot for our safety.

The door bell rings and I get up and walk to the door to find my mom's aunt Maya and uncle, Zack's daughter, Jocelyn and their children standing in front of me.

I know it's confusing. Mom decided to have us consider Jocelyn and her husband, Jeremy, our aunt and uncle because they're so close. And God damn it, it's hell to be like, 'she's my second cousin', and I hate saying that because Jordyn is more like a sister to me because she was born the day after me, unexpectedly.

"Hi! Come on in."

Jocelyn smiles. "I need to hold her as soon as possible. Where is she?" She says as she walks inside with my uncle and cousins behind her.

I laugh. "Taylor should be down with her. She needed to be changed before you guys got here."

After a few hugs, Taylor came downstairs holding Rawlings in his arms.

"The baby's up, and ready to meet her cousins." He says, smiling, walking over to us. My aunt, Jocelyn smiles at Rawlings. "She's beautiful, honey."

I smile. "Thank you." I sit next to Taylor who was sitting with Rawlings in his arms. My aunt Jocelyn smiles at the baby.

"Can I hold her?" She asks. Taylor nods, handing Rawlings over to Jocelyn. She looks down at her. "Oh, my goodness, she's beautiful. She looks so much like you Taylor." She looks at me. "How are you doing, honey? Recovering okay?"

I smile at her. "I've been doing okay. I know recovery is hell, so I've been taking my time with healing."

"That's good to hear, sweetie." She smiles again.

Jordyn looks at me. "I'm just glad I'm not having any children any time soon. I see how hard it is for you. I couldn't picture myself being a mom at 17."

I laugh. "Good. Don't do it. I couldn't picture my life without Rawlings, but I wish I waited to have her."

Jeremy looks at my cousin, his oldest daughter, Jordyn. "You better be waiting. I don't feel like being a grandfather at 36."

Jordyn rolls her eyes, and I laugh. "After seeing Bayley go through a teen pregnancy, I can resure you I'm not getting pregnant any time soon. I'm not ready for this."

"Good." He says. My mom walks into the house from the backyard. "Hi! I didn't realize you guys got here already."

Jocelyn smiles at her cousin. "We just got here. I had to get my hands on Rawlings. She's gorgeous."

Mom grins. "She is, isn't she? I highly agree. She looks such like Taylor right now."

Jocelyn laughs. "She does, doesn't she?"

"Very much so." Taylor says, chucking.

"Are you guys hungry?" Mom asks.

Jordyn shakes her head, along with her siblings. "We ate before coming here."

A few hours later, my cousins and aunt and uncle spent a few hours at our house for lunch. Mom made us sandwiches and other things as well. I had a grilled cheese sandwich with tomato. Throughout their visit, I had to breastfeed Rawlings every 2 hours.

My brother and sister, Brayden and Brooke were out with friends while my other siblings were home, hanging with my younger cousins.

Although, I miss hanging out with Gina, Val, Reagan and Eva, they know I can't just leave my week old daughter just yet. I haven't seen them in two weeks. It sucks not seeing my friends, but I have other priorities now.

I yawned as I rocked Rawlings to sleep in my room. Taylor saw me, almost falling asleep. He laughs softly.

"Bay?" He asks, walking over to me. I open my eyes and groan. "Yeah?"

"Let me lay her down. You're going to fall asleep with her in your arms."

My eyes widened. "Oh!" I say, handing our daughter to him and he lays her in her bassinet. He kisses her forehead before leaning back up, looking at me. I was already climbing into my bed and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was passed out.

Having a baby has made me so tired. I'm still healing from the c section.

Later that night after saying goodbye to my cousins, my family, Taylor and I had dinner and as we were eating, I heard crying from the baby monitor. I groan softly as I slowly stood up, but Taylor shook his head.

"I'll get her, okay?" I nod, getting back to eating my food on my plate. I sigh out of relief when I hear no more crying.

Dad looks at me. "Who knew he'd be the best dad to her?"

Brooke smiles. "Me." I nod. "Me too."

"Me three." Mom says, taking a sip of her water. She has been pumping her milk for Brittaniah, who is now eight months old. Like I said before, she was perfect practice for me and I think because of her, I've learned so much before Rawlings arrived.

I'm a better mom because of Brittaniah.

A few minutes later, I hear footsteps coming into the dinning room. I see my fiance walking back to the table.

"Was she okay?" I ask.

He nods. "She was just wet. She's asleep in her bassinet again."

I nod my head. "Okay." I get nervous sometimes. I'm a new mom. Everything and anything that happens with Rawlings, I need to know. Yes, I know I sound like a crazy person, but you would to if you were a new mom.

Taylor notices my nerves. "She's okay, baby girl. I promise." He says, taking my free hand and slightly squeezed my hand.

"I'm sorry. I just get scared and nervous with her, Taylor."

"I know. I do too. She's a newborn baby. I'm sure every new mother had these fears." He says. "She's peacefully asleep." He reassures me.

Knowing he'd never lie to me, I decide to relax my nerves and eat my dinner before running softly upstairs to take a quick shower. Because of my c section scar, I can't take a bath until I go see my doctor at my six week appointment.

I hate it. I really do. I love my daily baths. Sometimes you need to take a nice hot bath. But, I can't do that. I haven't been able to for almost a month. I'm sad I won't be able to take a bath for another five weeks.

Getting into the shower after making sure the temperature is to my liking, I get in, shutting the glass door and let the hot water overwhelm me.

There's been this sexual tension between Taylor and I. Ugh. I want him so bad. We can't have sex for another five weeks. I can't explain how hard it's been for us. The only time we can get off is in the shower. I've heard him get off a few days ago. It was the most sexist thing I've ever heard in my whole life.

A few days ago, I was walking passed my bathroom to get Rawlings a bottle when I heard Taylor jerking off in the shower. I can't explain how wet I got hearing that. It was a good feeling knowing I'm the only girl he thinks about.

Taylor's P.O.V.

It's been almost a week since Rawlings has been home with Bayley and I. The tension we've been feeling for the past few days has been so active. I can't express how bad I want to be inside her so badly. But I can't, not yet. Almost five more weeks until her and Rawlings's six week appointment.

Seeing her take care of our little girl makes me love her more than the world. I couldn't imagine my life without her and our daughter..

I was taking a shower before Rawlings would wake up, and let me tell you, I didn't picture myself closing my eyes, suddenly thinking about my girl.

I land my hands on my cock, I imagine Bayley's hands on my cock. I lean my head against the shower wall, moaning her name as she squeezes me, rubbing her hand up and down my cock. My hands run through her hair, pulling on her hair as she puts her mouth on my tip, licking it softly before taking my whole shaft into her mouth.

I groan out her name, along with a few curse words. "Fuucck, baby. You're doing so well. Fuck, Bayley." I shut my eyes in complete bliss as she begins bobbing her head and I thrust my hips into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.

She moans, as she continues to lick the tip and the precum off of my cock. I let out a few groans and grunts as I thrust my cock deep into her mouth. I grip onto her hair and pull her closer to me.

She hums in approval, she takes my tip into her mouth and she pumps her hand against the rest of my cock. I feel my release coming sooner than I expected.

"Fuck, I'm coming, Bay." I shutter her name over and over as I find my release, coming into her mouth. She let my cum fill up her mouth and she swallows it down.

She looks up at me, smiling. "I love you."

"I love you too."

I suddenly open my eyes as I feel my cum roping out, I let out the loudest groan as I come down from my high.

"Oh fucking hell." I sigh. After cleaning myself up with body wash, I get out of the shower, dry myself off, and walk out of the bathroom to see Bayley laying on her bed. I climbed over her and gave her a passionate kiss.

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I was in the shower this time, and I think I had the same thing happen to me. I couldn't feel anymore better. It was the most sexist thing I've ever felt.

After my shower, I got out of the shower, dried myself off, put some lotion on, brushed my teeth and washed my face again. I wrapped the towel around my body and I step out of the bathroom with my hair up in a bun.

I see Taylor changing Rawlings and he puts on 'Daddy's Little Girl' onesie on her before rocking her to sleep.

"How was your shower?" He asks as we get ready for bed. I changed into his t shirt and my comfortable pajama pants. He is only in his boxers.

Fuck. Kill me.

I smile, getting into bed, snuggling close to him. "Wonderful. I haven't showered in almost a week. I'm surprised you haven't ran for the hills yet..."

"I wouldn't want to, Bay. From the moment I found out you were pregnant, I knew I wasn't going to abandon you or our baby. You two are my world." He whispers close to my ear. "I love you."

"I love you too." I say, kissing him. "Thank you for everything you do for us."

"I'd do anything for you, baby." Soon after a few kisses, we fall asleep for an hour and thirty minutes before being awaken by our daughter.

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AN: Here's chapter 3. I hope you liked it. Love you ❤️