AN: OK, since you guys asked, I am reposting everything I've written so far for two reasons—1) because I had to remove them temporarily for reasons I'd rather not explain, and 2) because I finally figured out how to upload it with formatting intact. Thanks for your patience here, stories will (hopefully) be updated once a week, on Mondays.
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CHAPTER TWO: What's Happening Now?
Two days later, the Gages came home, Sydney holding their precious newborn daughter, Emma Julie Gage. Her enormous baby blue eyes and silky blonde hair were both so obviously Gage traits that Sydney had laughed.
She had told Gage jokingly that their next baby had better look like her.
The look on his face when she'd said "next baby" was priceless.
Sydney couldn't remember much of the labor up until the point at which she'd delivered this tiny bundle of joy—everything else was simply a blur—but she had a feeling that she'd said or done something that had thoroughly scared her husband. Oh, well. She'd figure out what it was eventually.
Later that night, as they prepared for bed together, Gage said, "Syd?"
"Yeah?"
"Did you, uh, really mean what you, uh, said?"
Frowning, she asked, "And what did I say?"
He swallowed hard. "You-you said that if I ever came near you without my pants on again, you'd, uh, 'strip me of my manhood'."
Sydney giggled. "Don't worry, honey. I wasn't serious, I was just in pain."
He visibly relaxed, and they climbed into bed, spooning together.
His arms around his wife's much slimmer waist, Gage whispered, "Syd?"
"Yeah?" she answered sleepily.
"Do you promise? You know, not to do that?" In the dark, he didn't see the evil grin that appeared on his beloved's face.
After a moment of silence, he heard a decidedly unladylike snort, and then: "No."
Letting out what sounded like a cross between a shriek and a squeal, he scrambled away from her…
…and landed with a thump on the floor beside the bed.
He slept there for the rest of the night.
In her cradle at the foot of the bed, Emma sighed sweetly in her sleep, cooing softly.
All was well in the Gage household.
Sort of.
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