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"So.Miss Ali," Gwen smiled at the little girl curled up in Sheridan's lap. "How are you liking school so far?" Ali's blue eyes shone bright as she chattered about her teacher. Jake's kindergarten teacher from last year. Jake plopped down in the grass in front of them and rolled his brown eyes. "Ali just lllooovvveeesss Ms. Quinlan 'cause she's the teacher's pet. Teacher's pet. Teacher's pet," he singsonged at the top of his lungs. "Jacob Henry Bennett," Gwen hissed. Clamping a hand over her son's loud mouth. "You stop that right this instant. Before your sister wakes up and starts screaming at the top of her well-endowed lungs." Jake's brown eyes were enormous with dread as he sneaked a glance at his pesky kid sisters. Conked out in the playpen under the tree's shade. "Promise to be quieter?" Jake nodded his brown head vigorously. "Okay," Gwen smiled at him. Releasing her hand from his mouth. Ali stuck her tongue out at him when she was sure her mommy and Gwen weren't looking. Jake plucked a blade of grass from the ground and tickled it up and down the length of her legs. Making her squeal in laughter. "Ali," Sheridan laughed. "You don't want Gwen to get you, too, do you?" she whispered in her daughter's ear. "Oh no, Mommy," Ali said shook her head seriously. "I would never do that," Gwen tugged on Ali's ankle. "Besides.it's all Jake's fault anyway. I mean it, Buster. If you keep it up, you'll have to change Sara's next poopy diaper." Jake grimaced. "Okay," he whined. "I'm going to go see Dad and Uncle Luis," he huffed.
"I've been exiled," Jake announced dramatically. Hank's brown eyes twinkled. "Watch 'The Lion King' at school again?" Jake nodded his brown head. Grumbling when his hair kept getting in his eyes. "Women," he muttered. Repeating an oft-heard line of his dad's. "Can't live with them. Can't live without them." Hank grinned, and Luis laughed heartily. Cristian grinned as if to second the sentiment. Waving his hands in the air. "J." "Cool," Jake grinned. "He said my name. Did you hear that? Why couldn't Mom have a boy? Boys are a lot more fun. Can I hold him, Uncle Luis?" Luis leaned forward and placed his son securely in Jake's outstretched arms. "Girls are so sissy. Always crying. All Cristian does is smile." Cristian's brown eyes twinkled with happiness as he grabbed fistfuls of grass. "What kind of party is this, Dad? There's nobody here." "Not yet anyway," Hank told him. "It's Pilar's birthday." "Oh," Jake said. "I forgot. How old is your mom anyway?" he asked. Looking at Luis with wide brown eyes. "She must be ancient. I mean she's YOUR mom, right? Wow! She must be at least a hundred years old." Luis chuckled, and Hank ruffled Jake's brown mop roughly. "Jake! Little Buddy! Don't say that in front of her, okay? Or your mom. Gwen'd kill ME if she heard him say that," Hank released a huge breath of relief when he saw his wife deep in conversation. With Sheridan. And.Abby. "Luis.you didn't tell me you invited the good doctor." "I didn't," Luis shrugged. "Guess Sheridan did."
"Lo-Fitz!" Abby said brightly. "Long time, no see," she grinned. Pulling him into a bear hug when he stood up and offered his hand. Jake's brown eyes nearly popped out of his head. "I thought you still had therapy, Luis." "He does," Abby answered for him. "But.I only get to see his fine ass two days a week now," she said with an exaggerated pout. Jake snickered, and his cheeks glowed bright red. Luis's lips twisted into an embarrassed smile. "It's just me and Popeye most of the week. I don't think I've had the pleasure," she said. Hazel eyes smiling as Hank took her offered hand. "You're cute," she bubbled. "He's taken," Jake spoke up. "Oh really?" she asked with an amused smile. "Where's his ole ball and chain?" she teased. "Right here," Gwen laughed. Slipping an arm around Hank's waist and kissing him soundly on the cheek. "Damn," Abby swore. And Ali's blue eyes sought out here mommy's in surprise. Sheridan smiled. "Abby," she said. Glancing at Ali. "Oh you sweet, innocent little thing," Abby sighed. Rubbing an affectionate hand over Ali's golden mane. "I've heard so much about you. You're Daddy's little AliCat, aren't you?" "Yes," Ali giggled when Abby tapped her button nose with her index finger. "Thank God you got your ass in gear, Lo-Fitz," she whispered in Luis's ear. "I would have had to nominate you as stupidest male in the Western Hemisphere. And you would have beat out some tough competition." Luis hung his head in momentary shame. "Where IS everybody? I thought this was a party you invited me to?" she exclaimed. "It is," Sheridan laughed. "Here come the first guests." "O-H M-Y G-O-D," Abby murmured when she laid eyes on.none other than.MJ.
"Uncle Hank," Kay sighed in exasperation. "Do something." Hank's brown eyes were wild as his niece thrust the furious, screaming toddler at him. Miguel looked at him sympathetically but didn't offer to end his torture. "Hey you," Abby clapped her hands. Getting MJ's attention, and Luis's jaw dropped in amazement when MJ's howling stopped almost instantaneously. Abby crossed her eyes and blew raspberries at him, and MJ cackled in delight. Kay dug around in her pocket for her wallet. "How much?" she asked hopefully. Dark eyes sparkling. "That's the first time he's stopped screaming all morning." "MJ gives new meaning to the name 'hellion'," Hank hissed at Luis. Abby took MJ from Hank's arms, and the twosome grinned at each other. "Ethan's a lawyer," Kay cracked. "He can have the adoption papers drawn up by this evening." Abby smirked at her and bounced MJ on her hip. "WHO is she?" Kay plied Sheridan for answers. "Abby.Luis's physical therapist." "That's Dr. Stone? She really is a miracle-worker. Abby Stone for president." Sheridan laughed and knelt to take Cristian from Jake's arms. "Hey Baby," she whispered. Kissing his forehead. "Want to go to Daddy?" Cristian smiled at her and went willingly into Luis's arms. Luis grasped Sheridan's hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. Abby smiled at the look that passed between them. Almost there.
Sam and Grace arrived. Faith in tow. Kay smiled at the strawberry-curled child. "Aunt Kay!" she squealed as she hugged Kay's legs. Kay looked down at the little girl and saw a perfect combination of her sister and Reese. "Hi Mom. Dad," she waved. "How's Jess?" "Fat," Faith giggled. "Faith," Grace chided with a slight smile. "But Grandma.she IS," Faith insisted. "She's bigger than Barney." "Barney?" Kay mouthed over Faith's head to her father. Sam grimaced. "But I think she's even bigger than Shamu," Faith divulged with an impish grin. Sam picked her up and she giggled, "Piggy back ride!" Kay's dark eyes narrowed as she witnessed Ivy Crane watching her father from the patio with a wistful smile on her lips. What was it with Ivy Crane and her dad? She wasn't blind. Years this had went on. Too many years. She sighed and turned back to her mom. Grace held a hand to her cheek. "Kay? Are you okay? You look tired." Kay smiled at her mother's concern. "I'm fine, Mom. Do you have a minute? I really need to talk to you about something." "Of course," Grace smiled back at her. "We'll just go inside."
Theresa clearly wore a look on her face that screamed 'RESCUE ME!' as MJ pulled gleefully at all the little pins that held her hair in place as they passed. Kay waved her off. Slipping inside with her mother. Eve Russell was in the kitchen. Smiling at something Chad was saying. Ethan sat beside Chad wearing his trademark 'Duh' expression. Emily was in his lap. Salivating over the piece of chocolate cake dangling just out of her reach like Bugs Bunny's carrot. Beth's brown eyes looked on with amusement, and just before disaster struck. "Ethan! Watch out!" But it was too late. Ethan groaned when Emily's tiny hands dove into the gooey chocolate. Emily cackled delightedly as Beth wiped her sticky fingers off with a towel. "Yo, Ethan. Man.you got to be more careful around those Bennetts," Chad warned. Grinning. "They always have something up their sleeves. Always." Abby appeared in the doorway and sighed as she leaned back against the wall. "Where can I find one of my very own Bennetts? They sound like so much fun." The smile on Eve's face stretched even wider as she recognized Abby from the hospital. "Dr. Russell!" Abby exclaimed warmly. "I had no idea you were going to be here. What a nice surprise!"
Kay peeked out the blinds in Ali's room and laughed when she saw Jake, Ali, and Faith engaged in a breathless game of tag. Sheridan shielded the sun from her eyes as she watched Luis in the distance with Gwen at her side. On the ground beside Hank. Sara and Cristian were apparently in the first passionate embrace of their young lives. "Mom," Kay urged. "Come here. You have to see this," she pointed to the two babies. "Aren't they cute? Aww.they're kissing. Okay," she rolled her eyes. "I know they're basically just slobbering all over each other, but still." Grace smiled indulgently. "Kay," she prompted. "What did you want to talk to me about?" Kay took a deep breath and squeezed her eyes shut. "Promise me you won't say anything about this to anyone else yet. Not even Miguel. Okay?" "Kay.you can tell me anything. You know that. And I promise I won't tell. Not if you don't want me to." Kay threw her arms around her mother impulsively. "Thanks, Mom." Grace smiled. "Don't you have something." "Yeah, yeah. Sorry. This is just.I can't believe it myself.especially right now.I mean MJ's a heathen. Don't get me wrong. I LOVE my son. With all my heart. But Mom.if I was anything at all like him when I was little.I think you deserve to be nominated for sainthood. You and Grandma Bennett both. Uncle Hank." she trailed off. "Not to mention Jake. Mom? Do you think I'm crazy?" "Kay," Grace laughed nervously. "Just spit it out. You'll feel a lot better," she encouraged. "Okay. Here goes. Mom." "Yes," Grace prodded. "I'm pregnant," Kay said in a whoosh. Grace's mouth hung open. "Mom," Kay bit her lip. "Say something." Grace opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by a knock on the door. "Kay? Grace? Are you two in there? The guests of honor are here," Sam said. Pushing the door open slightly. "Guess we should go," Kay shrugged her shoulders. "Can't keep the birthday girl waiting."
Sam looped his arms around Grace's waist, and Kay smiled at her parents. Still happy. After all these years. "Hurry up," Ethan urged. "We have to get outside if we want to surprise them." Ali, Jake, and Faith huddled together behind the old tree that supported Ali's favorite spot to play: her treehouse. "I don't know how that's going to be possible," Kay muttered under her breath when she recognized the distinct sound of her darling son throwing ANOTHER fit. Sara, never one to be outdone, was howling along with him. Scaring poor little Cristian to death. Fat tears welled in his sparkling brown eyes, and it was only Sheridan's loving embrace and soothing whispers that kept him from making the 'Happy Birthday' song a trio. Gwen shook her head. "There goes the surprise element," Hank grinned when Pilar and Martin appeared on the patio. Bright smiles. Laughter barely in check. "These things.they can't be helped." Luis walked slowly across the yard and kissed his mother's cheek. "Happy Birthday, Mama." "Nana!" Ali squealed happily. Everyone proceeded to deliver their own birthday wishes, and Hank breathed a sigh of relief when Jake's wishes were given without nary a glitch. Until. "Wow, Mrs. Lopez- Fitzgerald. Your cake's going to set the yard on fire! OW! Mom," he whined at Gwen's sound pinch on the inside of his arm. "What was that for?"
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"Watch this," Jake hissed. Stabbing a piece of chocolate cake with his fork and bending it back. And back. And. "Blast off!" he snickered. Pumping his arm in the air triumphantly when it hit Emily smack dab in the face. "Bull's Eye!" Ali's mouth hung open in a stunned 'O'. Faith giggled mischievously and picked up a slab of her own chocolate cake. Placed it on the end of her fork and got ready to pull. "Come on, Ali," Jake urged. "It's fun. Look. Emmy's not even crying. She likes it." Ali's blue eyes sparkled under the pale glow of the lanterns strung from the trees. Jake WAS right. His little sister wasn't upset at all. She actually looked like.she DID like it! "See? She's smiling. She wants more. I can tell." Faith's piece of cake hit MJ in the back of the head, and she, Jake, and Ali ducked under the picnic table when he started screaming his head off. Breath held. But nothing happened! Jake shrugged his slim shoulders with an infectious grin. "MJ screams ALL the time," he explained.
"Come on, Ali. Do it. Here. I'll even put your piece of cake on for you," he volunteered. Taking great pleasure in digging his fingers into the rich, gooey mess. Ali squeezed her blue eyes shut tight and slowly, slowly, slowly.She couldn't do it. What would Mommy think? "Wimp," Jake rolled his brown eyes. "I'll do it FOR YOU," he sighed heavily. Ali panicked as his hand covered hers. And before she could stop him. "Oh man! Oh man! Run, Ali! Run!" Ali grabbed her little chest in fright as Coach Russell turned around. His face invisible under the gook but for his gleaming white teeth. They looked like fangs! "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Ali, Faith, and yes, even Jake, chorused.
Gwen dragged Jake by the ear to the opposite side of the yard. Banished him to the tree house, in fact. Faith cowered under her grandpa Sam's arm. Sticking her tongue out and crossing her eyes at mean old Coach Russell every chance she got. When Grandma Grace wasn't watching, of course. Ali didn't dare raise her blue eyes from her lap as she twiddled her little thumbs in shame. Chewing on her pink lips. "AliCat," Luis smiled. Tipping her chin up with his index finger. "Look at me," he whispered. "No," she pouted. "Ali.Coach Russell isn't mad at you. See?" Luis told her. Nodding at T.C. across the table. T.C. saw them looking and waved. Giving Ali a special wink. "He's really not mad, Daddy?" she asked innocently. "He's not mad," Luis assured her. Soft music filtered across the yard. And Luis bowed before Ali. Making her giggle. "May I have this dance, M'lady?"
The glass of sangria paused just inches from Sheridan's lips as she watched her husband and daughter across the yard. Ali had her feet on top of Luis's. Looking up at him adoringly as he ever so slowly swayed to the gentle notes of the music. Abby clinked her glass of sangria against Sheridan's without warning. "Now THAT just warms the cockles of my heart. Damn, Sheridan. You're so lucky, girl. He's.he's a mighty fine catch," she said with twinkling hazel eyes. She wobbled on unsteady feet. Grabbing the thing, er.person, closest to her. Ethan looked to Sheridan for help, but she only laughed and ducked her head. "I want some brains to go with my brawn," Abby giggled. "Sorry. Did I say that?"
Ethan righted her on her feet and quickly escaped to a quiet, secluded corner of the yard. Where all the lonely hearts were gathered. Beth smiled at his embarrassment. "I think I'm a little." the colors of the lanterns blurred into one and her head swam ".tipsy," Abby grinned. "What the hell. I'm drunk. There's no brawn in that," she said. Nodding in Ethan's direction. "Excuse me. Ball and chain?" she asked Gwen with a goofy smile on her lips. "Do you mind if I steal your naughty little hubby for a dance?" Hank's brown eyes were wide as saucers. "Be my guest. Have fun, Bennett," Gwen laughed wickedly as she pushed him into Abby's waiting arms. "You ARE your mother's daughter," Hank grumbled over his shoulder as Abby pulled him out to the 'dance floor.' "Little? Who's calling who little?"
Sheridan sighed and leaned back against the tree as she watched Luis and Ali dance. Gwen smiled at her out of the corner of her eye. "You know you want to forgive him completely and just move on. What's stopping you?" Sheridan pinned her with her blue gaze. "He broke his promise, Gwen. AND my heart," she whispered softly. Gwen's smile faltered somewhat as she slipped a consoling arm around Sheridan's waist. "Men can be such bastards sometimes, can't they?" Sheridan laughed at the inflection in her voice. "And clueless," Gwen snickered as she watched Miguel grow pale at something Kay whispered in his ear. Next thing she knew.Miguel was out cold. It was kind of amusing watching Grace Bennett splash the remainder of sangria in his face. Pilar knelt next to her baby in concern while Martin hung back with a suspicious smile on his face and a sleepy Cristian in his arms. MJ threw HIMSELF on top of his father and started beating him in the face. Luckily his weapon of assault was a balloon doggie.
Faith used that opportunity to escape, and Gwen shook her head as she watched the little girl scramble up the tree house ladder. "Tell me those two aren't related," she muttered when she saw them put their heads together. The pleasant musical notes of her twin daughters crying their hearts out wafted through the air, and the smile on her face turned into a grimace. Then a smile when Ivy practically burnt rubber trying to get to her to hand off her charge. "I thought I had the 'good' one," she said. Biting her lip as she thrust the fussy child at her. "Oh, Miss Emmy," Sheridan held her nose. "I think it's time to powder your nose."
"Gwen," Theresa babbled. "I don't know what's wrong with her. I think she's afraid of me or something." Chad smirked behind her. "I think it's that THING in your hair," he said seriously. Sheridan laughed when Theresa whirled around and slapped him playfully. Gwen juggled a twin in each arm. "Come here, Sweetie," Sheridan held her arms out to Sara. "Don't bother," Kay said breezily. Sauntering up to them. "I'll take her. Miguel's going to be out for the count a while anyway. Congratulate me. The Bennett clan's gaining another new member." Gwen raised her brows in disbelief before following Kay into the house.
Ali giggled up at Luis. And her blue eyes looked just like her mother's. "Will you marry me when I grow up, Daddy?" Luis grinned. Stopping his slow movements to the music and scooping his daughter up in his arms. "But AliCat," he said. "What about Mommy?" Ali's little nose scrunched up. She was in deep concentration. "Cristian'll marry Mommy," she announced. All smiles. "Sounds like you have everything figured out," Luis said seriously. "Yep," Ali blushed a becoming pink. "Except for one thing. What about Jake?" Luis teased. "And Cristian's got his eye on Sara." Ali mulled it over for a second and twined her arms more securely around his neck. "I guess I'll marry Jake then. Or else he'll have to marry Miss Piggy." Luis almost choked on his own tongue. Thank goodness he was saved by the bell. Well.actually it was a spoon clanging on a glass. "Oh Daddy!" Ali exclaimed excitedly. "Ice cream!" Luis set her back on her feet with a smile. And Ali joined Jake and Faith at Eve's side waiting for the cool treat.
"Hallmark moment! I'm telling you," Abby said. A little too loudly. But then.who cared? "Want to dance, Gorgeous?" she teased. Luis rolled his eyes when she grabbed his hand anyway. "Just think of this as another one of our physical therapy sessions. I have to check your progress, you know." Her hazel eyes danced with laughter at his exasperation. Luis had quite a job trying to keep her on her own feet. "How many glasses?" he quirked an eyebrow at her. "I don't know," she giggled. "I lost count a couple hours ago. That stuff is awesome!" she snorted. Slumping against him. Luis tried to grab her to keep her from falling but failed miserably.
Abby spit a blade of grass out of her mouth and shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "I meant to do that, Lo-Fitz." "You started the party before the party, didn't you?" Luis asked with an amused smile. "Technically.nope," Abby answered. "This is the 2nd party I've been to today. Here. There's your wife. Looking sexually frustrated as ever." "ABBY!" "What?" Abby shrugged her shoulders. "It's no secret you two have had problems, and a woman as pissed and hurt as Sheridan.you haven't done IT in oh.give or take two months. Maybe even three. Look at her. She so wants to jump you. Be nice. Romance her, dammit. Ask her to dance. You might just get lucky tonight." Luis turned a million shades of red as Abby staggered over to Sheridan and returned a moment later. Practically shoving his wife into his arms.
Everything faded to the background as he held her in his arms again and stared deeply into her blue eyes. "Sheridan." "Luis." They laughed nervously. "Abby's.a doctor-patient relationship like this isn't normal, is it?" Luis asked with a bashful smile. "I don't think anything she does is normal, Luis," Sheridan smiled. "Oh my god! She's got Ethan cha-cha- ing." She laughed uncontrollably. Burying her face in his chest. When she raised her head.his gaze was so intense she shivered and her mouth opened and shut. Desperately trying to say something. "Kay's pregnant," she finally succeeded in blurting. "Oh," Luis nodded his head in understanding. A smile on his lips. "That explains Miguel's fainting incident."
"Luis," Sheridan teased. "I think passing out cold sounds more manly than fainting." "Manly?" Luis smirked. "You and Ali looked like you were having fun," she said quietly as his arm slipped around her waist and his fingers traced tiny circles at the small of her back. "We ALWAYS have fun," Luis grinned. "She's my AliCat." "What were you and Abby talking about?" she whispered later. As little by little, she relaxed in his embrace. Laying her head against his chest. "You," he admitted. And she drew back to look at him in surprise. "Oh," she stammered. He grinned. He loved it when she got flustered. He reached up a hand to tuck her golden hair behind her ear.
"I know, Sheridan." "Know?" she asked dumbly. "Know what, Luis?" He trailed his knuckles down her jawline. "I know.that each night.you sneak into our bedroom. And crawl into bed beside me. You think I'm sleeping, but I'm not. I'm awake, Sheridan. Awake and alive every second I spend with you in my arms. Why do you wait until you think I'm asleep? Why do you leave in the morning?" Tears slowly pooled in her crystal eyes. "I..I don't know, Luis. I." "Shh," he held a silencing finger to her lips. "This has gone on long enough," he said. And they stood still. Facing each other. Unconscious of every eye at the party on them.
"Do you still love me, Sheridan?" "Luis!" "Do you?" "What kind of question is that?" she sputtered. "You hurt me, dammit. Of course. I love you, you bast---" Luis tangled his hands in her golden hair and pulled her roughly to him. Kissing her fiercely. Passionately. Slowly. Gently. Lovingly. "I love you," Sheridan whispered. Tears coursing down her cheeks. Luis brushed his lips over her damp cheeks before capturing her lips once more. And she held on for dear life. Ali smiled up at her nana. What a perfect birthday present, she thought as her nana held a shaky hand to her mouth and lay her head on her grandpa Martin's shoulder. "WOOHOO!" Abby whooped. "It's about damn time!"
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Ali's blond mane spilled over Martin's shoulder as he carried her to his and Pilar's car. Cristian yawned sleepily against Pilar's chest. The lanterns still cast a pale glow over the yard, but all the guests were long gone. Even Abby. Martin chuckled just thinking about her. She was outrageous! And everyone liked her. Except Ethan, who was never going to live this particular night down. Only Sheridan and Luis's (hopeful) reconciliation could top his shining moments. Cha-cha-ing! Ha! Poor guy had NO rhythm at all, and he looked utterly ridiculous. But he laughed it off and was a good sport. Which was more than he could say for Hank. When Abby squeezed his ass-WITH NO SHAME-he went off. And Gwen laughed until she cried. To Martin's way of thinking, his son's best friend was more bothered by the fact that the incident did NOT stir up his wife's jealousy than Abby's brashness. He really LOVED it when Gwen volunteered to give Abby a much-needed ride home.
"Martin," his wife interrupted his remembrances of the evening. "Could you get the door for me?" He secured Ali's safety belt and hurried to the passenger side to open the back door for his wife. Running a hand over Cristian's wispy dark hair fondly as she buckled him in his carseat. He raised a hand to cup her cheek. Then leaned in to kiss her lips gently. "Good birthday?" he asked with a smile. Her gaze traveled to her son's silhouette in the front window. "Best," she nodded her head. "I think they're going to make it," he said softly. Opening the passenger door for her. Her only response was a smile as he walked over to the other side of the car and let himself in. Ali and Cristian wore sweet smiles in their sleep. It WAS the best birthday.
Luis let the curtain drop after his parents' car disappeared down the winding driveway. He couldn't wipe the silly smile that'd been on his lips since the kiss off. It was there to stay. Especially when he saw her. Standing in the kitchen doorway with a matching smile on her face. He reached out a tentative hand. Trailing his knuckles across her cheek fleetingly before sliding his hands down her arms and taking her hands in his. "Luis." "No," he whispered. With a finger to her lips. "Don't say anything. Yet. I have something I have to say to you first. Actually," he hung his head. "A lot of things. Okay?" She nodded her head slowly.
"But first let me do this," he said. Snaking his arms around her middle and pulling her to him. "May I?" he asked rather nervously. "Don't want to get slapped again," he teased. She laughed and leaned her forehead against his. "I'm sorry, Luis. You just." "Forced the matter, didn't I?" he grinned. "But I'm glad you did," she smiled. Wrapping her arms around his neck and playing with the hair at the base of his neck. "I've missed you so much," she sighed as he nuzzled his nose against hers. His hands slipped beneath the thin cotton of her tank top. His fingers tracing lazy patterns there. "I promise I won't slap you if you kiss me again, Luis," she teased. Blue eyes shining. "Luis," she bit her lip nervously. "Shh," he quieted her. Just before taking her lips with his.
They pulled apart, and he kissed her forehead. "Now," he said. Cupping her face in the palms of his hands. "I owe you the biggest apology of my life. Words can't express how sorry I am, Baby," he told her. His voice cracking with emotion. "I hurt you. And the worst part about it.I meant to." Tears welled up in her eyes, and her chin quivered. Making it even harder for him to go on. But he did. "I wanted to push you away. So I said mean, horrible things to you. Things I didn't mean, Sheridan," he whispered. "I didn't mean a word. I never wanted a divorce. I don't ever want to be separated from you," he said shakily. "Just the thought is unbearable. Believe me when I say this.I'll never let my pride get in the way of our love again. I NEED you in my life. By my side. Every step of the way."
She kissed his palm and rubbed her cheek against his hand. Reaching out to draw him closer. As close as humanly possible. No space between them. "Never again," he vowed as he fingers threaded through her hair, and she pressed her body against his. "Never again," she whispered. As his lips trailed down her damp cheek to the corner of her mouth. The salt of her tears on his lips-his tongue-as he seared her with his kiss. Backing her up against the kitchen counter. She clutched at his shoulders as he lifted her up in his arms and set her down on top of the counter. Stepping between the circle of her legs and pulling her to him again.
She undid the buttons of his shirt with shaky hands. Finally giving up and peeling it from his shoulders. Buttons flying everywhere. Bouncing against the tile floor and rolling in various directions. "Sorry," she said sheepishly. Blue eyes glittering at him as he caressed the back of her knee absently with a smile that slowly turned into a killer grin. "Really?" he teased. "Because I don't think so," he whispered hotly. Slipping his fingers under the thin straps of her shirt and pulling them down her shoulders. Placing open-mouthed kisses along her collar-bone. "Luis," she said breathily. "I really AM sorry. No need to torture me," she moaned as his mouth drove her crazy. "Luis," she said. Giving his hair a gentle tug. "We are NOT going to do this here," she blushed. Grateful when he stopped his heady assault on her senses to let her slide down from the counter. "Lead the way," he said. Almost making her melt with the look in his dark eyes.
They stole little kisses the whole way down the hall to their bedroom. Once or twice getting lost in each other. Finally they reached their destination, and the door slammed shut when they fell back against it. "Luis," she laughed against his lips. "A little more careful," she murmured. "Goodness knows I don't need a concussion, and I'd hate to have to explain to Eve how I got it." "Oh yeah," he grinned. "I'm sorry, Eve. It was an accident. I was too busy ripping my wife's clothes off in a fit of passion to care that there was a door there. God, this feels good," he groaned as he pinned her hands above her head and kissed his way down her neck. Making her shiver when she felt his hot breath on her neck. "I'm not complaining," she gasped as he pressed himself more fully against her. "But Luis," she teased. Pushing him away from her when he released her hands. "We have all night," she told him as his knees hit the edge of the mattress. "Why don't we slow things down a bit?" she suggested. Undoing the snap on her denim shorts and shimmying out of them.
"Damn, Sheridan," he swore softly as his desire-filled brown eyes lingered on her newly revealed curves. "Now who's torturing who? I'd like to know how the hell THIS is supposed to slow things down," he groaned. When she pushed him and he fell back on the bed. "Shut up, Luis," she muttered as she straddled his waist. Running her hands up and down his toned chest. Luis grabbed both of her hands in one of his and brought them to his lips. Kissing the cool gold of her wedding band that was a symbol of their love. A symbol that meant forever. His simple gesture brought fresh tears to her blue eyes. "I love you," she whispered against his lips. Reminding him once again how much his stupid pride had almost cost him. She didn't protest as he coaxed her lips apart in a tender but passionate kiss. Or when he pulled her into his arms in a fierce hug. His heart beating wildly. Reassuringly as he lay her down in their bed. And began making love to her. Promises and terms of endearment pouring forth from his lips. Banishing all her doubts as he whispered "I love you" over and over and over again.
Chapter 49
"Mmm. Luis," Sheridan sighed blissfully. Stretching languidly against the pale sheets as the sun's beams streamed in through the window. A smile lit up her entire face. She was happier than she'd been in months. "That feels so good. Luis. Luis? Luis!" she shrieked as she bolted upright in the bed. Flinging Miss Priss all the way to the far side of the room. The white ball of fur shrieked and spat at them in fury before beating a path out of the bedroom. Luis's brown eyes sparkled with amusement. "I'm hurt," he pretended to pout. "What a blow to the good ole ego. My wife mistook the family pet for me." Sheridan glared at him. Her blue eyes bright with anger. "Why didn't you say anything?" "I didn't dare interrupt such a passionate moment," Luis teased mercilessly. "You and Miss Priss were getting pretty hot and heavy there for a few seconds. The pain in the ass. Trying to steal my wife."
A smile tugged at Sheridan's lips despite herself. "Besides the fact that she's furry, has four legs, and meows, there's one really big factor standing in the way of our.relationship." "Oh," Luis said. All ears. Crossing his arms around his bare chest. She licked her lips with a groan. Dammit! She could barely form one coherent thought when he wore those black boxers. "What's that?" She swallowed hard. "She's a she," she rolled her eyes. "Now I can't speak for Miss Priss.obviously," she smirked. "But I don't.damn, Luis. Get your ass over here right now and kiss me," she demanded. Luis sported a sexy grin as he moved slowly across the room toward their bed. "Luis," she whined impatiently. "We're making up for lost time here. And you're wasting valuable seconds. Minutes. Hours that could be better spent. Your parents aren't going to keep Ali and Cristian forever."
Luis chuckled. Slowing his steps even more. "Luis," she groaned. The sheet falling from her naked chest. Forgotten as she crawled on all fours to the foot of the bed. And attacked him! "Sheridan," he laughed. "What's gotten into you?" "Do you really have to ask that question, Luis?" she hissed into his ear. Making him shudder as her nails dug into the flesh of his back, and she pulled him down on top of her. "I haven't went this long without sex since I was in a coma," she deadpanned. "Ooo," he said. With a semi-serious face. "That's wrong. So wrong," he said. Closing his eyes as she arched up against him. Sweet and sensual was all good. But there were ups to the kind of frenzied passion he felt sweeping through him as he kissed her deeply. Almost desperately.
The bedroom looked like the site of a natural disaster hours later as they lay curled in each other's arms. In total contentment. Limbs entwined to the point it was hard to tell where he ended and she began. It was like they were one person. One being. His hand trailed up and down the slope of her back. Tickling the delicate skin. She threaded her fingers through his, and he brought their joined hands to his lips. Kissing her knuckles sweetly. "I love you. You know that, don't you?" he murmured against the golden crown of her head. "You do?" she asked softly. "What a surprise." He couldn't see the smile on her lips, but he knew without a doubt it was there. "Yes. I do. You stubborn, wonderful, exciting." She snorted in unlady-like laughter. ".exciting," he repeated with a grin, "beautiful- amazingly beautiful inside AND out, generous, forgiving, loving mother of my children you." "Children!" she gasped. Fleeing from his embrace. "Oh my god, Luis! The kids! Pilar and Martin! They should be here." A car door slammed outside. "Any minute," she finished in barely a whisper.
They scampered about the bedroom. Frantically repairing the damage wrought during their.reunion. Sheridan's azure eyes were wide and dark with panic as they heard approaching footsteps. Footsteps that could only belong to. "AliCat!" Luis exclaimed when his daughter burst through their bedroom door unannounced. Throwing herself into his arms. "Daddy!" she said excitedly. "I missed you so much." Sheridan kicked their discarded clothes from the previous night under the bed. Just before Martin peeked around the bedroom door. Cristian perched on his arm. Sunny smile already in place. "And why is that?" Luis teased. Grinning when Ali gave him spontaneous Eskimo kisses. "You were only gone for one night. One night, AliCat." "One very LLLLLLOOOOOONNNNNNGGGGG night," Ali exaggerated. "I missed you, too, Mommy," she said sweetly. "Mommy," she giggled. "You're shirt's on inside out!" "It's backwards, too," Martin told her helpfully. Chuckling when she blushed in extreme embarrassment. "Where's Nana?" Luis asked his daughter. "In the kitchen, Daddy," Ali answered. "She's going to cook us all lunch." "Oh my.the kitchen," Sheridan blanched.
Pilar was bent at the waist in the kitchen. Picking up tiny buttons. One by one. Tiny buttons to Luis's shirt! Her brow knit when she discovered button after button scattered across the entire area. "Mija," she said warmly. Not noticing Sheridan's state of utter mortification. "Good afternoon." "Pilar.you don't have to do that. Let me get that." "Nonsense," Pilar waved her off. She gasped when she moved to the other side of the counter and saw the broken shards of what used to be Luis's favorite coffee mug. Among other things. "What happened here last night? This kitchen looks like you two.oh. OH! Sorry, Mija," she ducked HER head in embarrassment. Unable to finish her thought. "I'm.I'm.here," she said. Dropping the buttons in Sheridan's palm. "I think I WILL let you finish up here. I'll be in the living room with Martin and the children if you need me." Sheridan released the huge breath of air she'd been holding in her lungs during the whole awkward encounter. "I'm going to kill you, Luis," she growled with narrowed blue eyes when he smirked at her from the kitchen doorway.
Somehow they made it through lunch. With a minimum of embarrassing moments. Sheridan finally began to relax again. The warm feeling of belonging washing through her as they interacted. As a family. Not for the first time, she thought of how lucky she was. Life as Luis's wife and mother of his children wasn't always easy by any means. But she knew love. She felt it from all who surrounded her, and she wouldn't change a thing. The journey was hard, but also the sweetest part. Sure.they'd gotten off track for a while. Nearly completely derailed. But she was ready to start all over again. And she cried tears of joy as Luis knelt on one knee and said the words. Words she had heard before. Promises she couldn't wait to repeat as she agreed, once more, to become Luis's wife.
Chapter 50
Blessed
Strings of a guitar were strummed, and beautiful Spanish melodies that they danced to on their first honeymoon in Spain filled the late summer air. Air that held just a hint of crisp coolness. Ali's golden hair gleamed in the afternoon sun. Her cheeks pink. The red satin ribbon floating behind her as she waltzed up the makeshift aisle. Crimson rose petals drifting to the ground below. Proud friends and family snapping pictures and whispering amongst themselves how much her parents had fought and struggled to be together within the past year. The creamy lace of the dress's billowing floor-length skirt revealing tiny cream slippers. By her side was Jake. Looking dapper.and utterly mortified.in his matching tux. His brown eyes rolling intermittently, and frequent mutterings of "Hurry up, Ali," escaping his lips. "Jacob Bennett," his grandmother hissed from her seat beside his grandmother. "Wipe that horrid scowl off your face right now, or I'll." Pilar thanked God she didn't get a chance to finish her thought when Jonathan Hotchkiss clamped an unceremonious hand over his wife's mouth. "Aren't they cute?" Kay sniffled. "Damn pregnancy hormones," she cursed under her breath. Miguel caught MJ by the arm just before he tore down the aisle after his cousins. Ready to pull the tempting ribbon that adorned Ali's mane.
Hank whispered something in Luis's ear, and Luis chuckled. Grinning broadly at the pair coming down the aisle toward them. Father Lonagin leaned over so that Chad might keep him informed of what was taking place, and he smiled at what the young man told him. Ali stood on tiptoe. Her pink lips offered in a sweet kiss to her daddy as she came to a stop in front of her. "I'm too old for this," Jake grumbled. Sighing heavily as his dad pulled him to his side. Cristian bounced on his aunt Theresa's knee. Perfectly content. Grace and Sam each held a twin, and by some miracle.Emily AND Sara sported happy smiles. Hank groaned when Abby stepped slowly down the aisle. The memory of her wandering hands and a certain ass-grabbing incident making him flush in embarrassment. He said a silent prayer of thanks she'd be standing on the other side of Father Lonagin. She caught his grimace and winked at him. Hazel eyes twinkling with mischief. Ivy laughed when she blew a kiss at Ethan. The woman was such a tease. Beth smiled and shook her head. Ethan was just TOO easily embarrassed. Hank grinned idiotically when his eyes met those of his wife, and Jonathan looked on with affection as his beautiful little girl gazed at her husband. The kid in a man's body.
The notes of a familiar song played softly, and Luis's soulful brown eyes teared up in memory. Their song. "Imagine." The first time had been traditional. Wedding march, ceremony, reception, the whole nine yards. This time was all.them. And a gathering of their closest friends and family. His breath caught in his throat when he saw her. Her blue eyes shimmering with happy tears as she held his papa's arm. Looking resplendent in her simple gown. Identical almost to her little daughter's. "Mommy looks so beautiful," Ali whispered in awe. Jake was inclined to agree with her. Gulping as Sheridan neared them. Eve smiled softly at the young woman she'd come to count as a friend over the years. Reaching for T.C.'s hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "Who gives this woman?" Father Lonagin asked when Sheridan and Martin came to a stop before him. "I do," Martin said softly. Kissing her cheek gently and patting it affectionately. "You look lovely, Lass," he whispered. Sheridan's face lit up with a brilliant smile that would stay the remainder of the ceremony.
The pair stood side by side before friends, family, and God. Promising to love each other. Forever and always. With a passion that was unforgettable. And when Luis slipped the ring on her finger, her hand trembled and crystal tears of happiness slipped down her smooth cheeks. His vows touching her heart, and all those around him. Father Lonagin knew these two.they had a love that could and would overcome anything. Ali smiled adoringly at her beloved parents as her mother uttered vows that rang so true. In a voice laden with emotion. "I love you, Luis," she told him with a watery smile. "So much. I have been blessed. And I feel like I've found my way," she whispered. Luis squeezed her hand gently. "I thank God for all I've been given at the end of every day." Father Lonagin and the rest smiled at the simple words. Spoken with so much feeling.
"I have been blessed with so much more than I deserve," she cried. Gwen's throat grew tight with tears and a sob escaped her lips as Luis shook his head in disagreement. Kissing her fingertips and saying, "You deserve that and so much more." Jake's mouth hung open. Grownups! He'd never understand them. Girls in particular. As soon as his mom started crying, all the ladies in the audience started bawling. Theresa the loudest of all. But Kay was giving her a run for her money. "To be here with the ones that love me," she smiled at her precious daughter and waved at her little son. "To love them so much it hurts. When I'm singing my kids to sleep. When I feel you holding me, I know.I have been blessed," she finished tearfully. "To live my life with you by my side." "Damn," Abby boohooed noisily. "Can't you just feel the love? Oh! I'm SO sorry, Father Lonagin. Please forgive me." Father Lonagin smiled benevolently and continued the ceremony. "This is the good part, Buddy," Hank teased. Gwen rolled her eyes at her husband good-naturedly. When Father Lonagin gave Luis the go-ahead to kiss his bride, Luis was more than happy-he was thrilled-to oblige. Giving his wife a passionate, loving, toe-curling kiss that had the guests whistling and clapping. Ali felt the need to join in the on the fun. Kissing Jake's cheek sweetly. A moment forever captured on film. The blissful bride and groom lip-locked behind them. And the old oak tree beyond. A fresh set of initials carved into his worn bark. LLF LOVES SLF. FOREVER.
I get kissed by the sun
Each morning Put my feet on a hardwood floor I get to hear my children laughing Down the hallway through the Bedroom door Sometimes I sit on my Front porch swing Just soaking up the day I think to myself, I think to myself This world is a beautiful place
I have been blessed And I feel like I've found my way I thank God for all I've been given At the end of every day I have been blessed With so much more than I deserve To be here with the ones That love me To love them so much it hurts I have been blessed
Across a crowded room I know you know what I'm thinking By the way I look at you And when we're lying in the quiet And no words have to be said I think to myself, I think to myself This love is a beautiful gift
Repeat Chorus
When I'm singing my kids to sleep When I feel you holding me I know
Repeat Chorus
Song by Hillary Lindsey/Troy Verges/Brett James
Performed by Martina McBride
"So.Miss Ali," Gwen smiled at the little girl curled up in Sheridan's lap. "How are you liking school so far?" Ali's blue eyes shone bright as she chattered about her teacher. Jake's kindergarten teacher from last year. Jake plopped down in the grass in front of them and rolled his brown eyes. "Ali just lllooovvveeesss Ms. Quinlan 'cause she's the teacher's pet. Teacher's pet. Teacher's pet," he singsonged at the top of his lungs. "Jacob Henry Bennett," Gwen hissed. Clamping a hand over her son's loud mouth. "You stop that right this instant. Before your sister wakes up and starts screaming at the top of her well-endowed lungs." Jake's brown eyes were enormous with dread as he sneaked a glance at his pesky kid sisters. Conked out in the playpen under the tree's shade. "Promise to be quieter?" Jake nodded his brown head vigorously. "Okay," Gwen smiled at him. Releasing her hand from his mouth. Ali stuck her tongue out at him when she was sure her mommy and Gwen weren't looking. Jake plucked a blade of grass from the ground and tickled it up and down the length of her legs. Making her squeal in laughter. "Ali," Sheridan laughed. "You don't want Gwen to get you, too, do you?" she whispered in her daughter's ear. "Oh no, Mommy," Ali said shook her head seriously. "I would never do that," Gwen tugged on Ali's ankle. "Besides.it's all Jake's fault anyway. I mean it, Buster. If you keep it up, you'll have to change Sara's next poopy diaper." Jake grimaced. "Okay," he whined. "I'm going to go see Dad and Uncle Luis," he huffed.
"I've been exiled," Jake announced dramatically. Hank's brown eyes twinkled. "Watch 'The Lion King' at school again?" Jake nodded his brown head. Grumbling when his hair kept getting in his eyes. "Women," he muttered. Repeating an oft-heard line of his dad's. "Can't live with them. Can't live without them." Hank grinned, and Luis laughed heartily. Cristian grinned as if to second the sentiment. Waving his hands in the air. "J." "Cool," Jake grinned. "He said my name. Did you hear that? Why couldn't Mom have a boy? Boys are a lot more fun. Can I hold him, Uncle Luis?" Luis leaned forward and placed his son securely in Jake's outstretched arms. "Girls are so sissy. Always crying. All Cristian does is smile." Cristian's brown eyes twinkled with happiness as he grabbed fistfuls of grass. "What kind of party is this, Dad? There's nobody here." "Not yet anyway," Hank told him. "It's Pilar's birthday." "Oh," Jake said. "I forgot. How old is your mom anyway?" he asked. Looking at Luis with wide brown eyes. "She must be ancient. I mean she's YOUR mom, right? Wow! She must be at least a hundred years old." Luis chuckled, and Hank ruffled Jake's brown mop roughly. "Jake! Little Buddy! Don't say that in front of her, okay? Or your mom. Gwen'd kill ME if she heard him say that," Hank released a huge breath of relief when he saw his wife deep in conversation. With Sheridan. And.Abby. "Luis.you didn't tell me you invited the good doctor." "I didn't," Luis shrugged. "Guess Sheridan did."
"Lo-Fitz!" Abby said brightly. "Long time, no see," she grinned. Pulling him into a bear hug when he stood up and offered his hand. Jake's brown eyes nearly popped out of his head. "I thought you still had therapy, Luis." "He does," Abby answered for him. "But.I only get to see his fine ass two days a week now," she said with an exaggerated pout. Jake snickered, and his cheeks glowed bright red. Luis's lips twisted into an embarrassed smile. "It's just me and Popeye most of the week. I don't think I've had the pleasure," she said. Hazel eyes smiling as Hank took her offered hand. "You're cute," she bubbled. "He's taken," Jake spoke up. "Oh really?" she asked with an amused smile. "Where's his ole ball and chain?" she teased. "Right here," Gwen laughed. Slipping an arm around Hank's waist and kissing him soundly on the cheek. "Damn," Abby swore. And Ali's blue eyes sought out here mommy's in surprise. Sheridan smiled. "Abby," she said. Glancing at Ali. "Oh you sweet, innocent little thing," Abby sighed. Rubbing an affectionate hand over Ali's golden mane. "I've heard so much about you. You're Daddy's little AliCat, aren't you?" "Yes," Ali giggled when Abby tapped her button nose with her index finger. "Thank God you got your ass in gear, Lo-Fitz," she whispered in Luis's ear. "I would have had to nominate you as stupidest male in the Western Hemisphere. And you would have beat out some tough competition." Luis hung his head in momentary shame. "Where IS everybody? I thought this was a party you invited me to?" she exclaimed. "It is," Sheridan laughed. "Here come the first guests." "O-H M-Y G-O-D," Abby murmured when she laid eyes on.none other than.MJ.
"Uncle Hank," Kay sighed in exasperation. "Do something." Hank's brown eyes were wild as his niece thrust the furious, screaming toddler at him. Miguel looked at him sympathetically but didn't offer to end his torture. "Hey you," Abby clapped her hands. Getting MJ's attention, and Luis's jaw dropped in amazement when MJ's howling stopped almost instantaneously. Abby crossed her eyes and blew raspberries at him, and MJ cackled in delight. Kay dug around in her pocket for her wallet. "How much?" she asked hopefully. Dark eyes sparkling. "That's the first time he's stopped screaming all morning." "MJ gives new meaning to the name 'hellion'," Hank hissed at Luis. Abby took MJ from Hank's arms, and the twosome grinned at each other. "Ethan's a lawyer," Kay cracked. "He can have the adoption papers drawn up by this evening." Abby smirked at her and bounced MJ on her hip. "WHO is she?" Kay plied Sheridan for answers. "Abby.Luis's physical therapist." "That's Dr. Stone? She really is a miracle-worker. Abby Stone for president." Sheridan laughed and knelt to take Cristian from Jake's arms. "Hey Baby," she whispered. Kissing his forehead. "Want to go to Daddy?" Cristian smiled at her and went willingly into Luis's arms. Luis grasped Sheridan's hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. Abby smiled at the look that passed between them. Almost there.
Sam and Grace arrived. Faith in tow. Kay smiled at the strawberry-curled child. "Aunt Kay!" she squealed as she hugged Kay's legs. Kay looked down at the little girl and saw a perfect combination of her sister and Reese. "Hi Mom. Dad," she waved. "How's Jess?" "Fat," Faith giggled. "Faith," Grace chided with a slight smile. "But Grandma.she IS," Faith insisted. "She's bigger than Barney." "Barney?" Kay mouthed over Faith's head to her father. Sam grimaced. "But I think she's even bigger than Shamu," Faith divulged with an impish grin. Sam picked her up and she giggled, "Piggy back ride!" Kay's dark eyes narrowed as she witnessed Ivy Crane watching her father from the patio with a wistful smile on her lips. What was it with Ivy Crane and her dad? She wasn't blind. Years this had went on. Too many years. She sighed and turned back to her mom. Grace held a hand to her cheek. "Kay? Are you okay? You look tired." Kay smiled at her mother's concern. "I'm fine, Mom. Do you have a minute? I really need to talk to you about something." "Of course," Grace smiled back at her. "We'll just go inside."
Theresa clearly wore a look on her face that screamed 'RESCUE ME!' as MJ pulled gleefully at all the little pins that held her hair in place as they passed. Kay waved her off. Slipping inside with her mother. Eve Russell was in the kitchen. Smiling at something Chad was saying. Ethan sat beside Chad wearing his trademark 'Duh' expression. Emily was in his lap. Salivating over the piece of chocolate cake dangling just out of her reach like Bugs Bunny's carrot. Beth's brown eyes looked on with amusement, and just before disaster struck. "Ethan! Watch out!" But it was too late. Ethan groaned when Emily's tiny hands dove into the gooey chocolate. Emily cackled delightedly as Beth wiped her sticky fingers off with a towel. "Yo, Ethan. Man.you got to be more careful around those Bennetts," Chad warned. Grinning. "They always have something up their sleeves. Always." Abby appeared in the doorway and sighed as she leaned back against the wall. "Where can I find one of my very own Bennetts? They sound like so much fun." The smile on Eve's face stretched even wider as she recognized Abby from the hospital. "Dr. Russell!" Abby exclaimed warmly. "I had no idea you were going to be here. What a nice surprise!"
Kay peeked out the blinds in Ali's room and laughed when she saw Jake, Ali, and Faith engaged in a breathless game of tag. Sheridan shielded the sun from her eyes as she watched Luis in the distance with Gwen at her side. On the ground beside Hank. Sara and Cristian were apparently in the first passionate embrace of their young lives. "Mom," Kay urged. "Come here. You have to see this," she pointed to the two babies. "Aren't they cute? Aww.they're kissing. Okay," she rolled her eyes. "I know they're basically just slobbering all over each other, but still." Grace smiled indulgently. "Kay," she prompted. "What did you want to talk to me about?" Kay took a deep breath and squeezed her eyes shut. "Promise me you won't say anything about this to anyone else yet. Not even Miguel. Okay?" "Kay.you can tell me anything. You know that. And I promise I won't tell. Not if you don't want me to." Kay threw her arms around her mother impulsively. "Thanks, Mom." Grace smiled. "Don't you have something." "Yeah, yeah. Sorry. This is just.I can't believe it myself.especially right now.I mean MJ's a heathen. Don't get me wrong. I LOVE my son. With all my heart. But Mom.if I was anything at all like him when I was little.I think you deserve to be nominated for sainthood. You and Grandma Bennett both. Uncle Hank." she trailed off. "Not to mention Jake. Mom? Do you think I'm crazy?" "Kay," Grace laughed nervously. "Just spit it out. You'll feel a lot better," she encouraged. "Okay. Here goes. Mom." "Yes," Grace prodded. "I'm pregnant," Kay said in a whoosh. Grace's mouth hung open. "Mom," Kay bit her lip. "Say something." Grace opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by a knock on the door. "Kay? Grace? Are you two in there? The guests of honor are here," Sam said. Pushing the door open slightly. "Guess we should go," Kay shrugged her shoulders. "Can't keep the birthday girl waiting."
Sam looped his arms around Grace's waist, and Kay smiled at her parents. Still happy. After all these years. "Hurry up," Ethan urged. "We have to get outside if we want to surprise them." Ali, Jake, and Faith huddled together behind the old tree that supported Ali's favorite spot to play: her treehouse. "I don't know how that's going to be possible," Kay muttered under her breath when she recognized the distinct sound of her darling son throwing ANOTHER fit. Sara, never one to be outdone, was howling along with him. Scaring poor little Cristian to death. Fat tears welled in his sparkling brown eyes, and it was only Sheridan's loving embrace and soothing whispers that kept him from making the 'Happy Birthday' song a trio. Gwen shook her head. "There goes the surprise element," Hank grinned when Pilar and Martin appeared on the patio. Bright smiles. Laughter barely in check. "These things.they can't be helped." Luis walked slowly across the yard and kissed his mother's cheek. "Happy Birthday, Mama." "Nana!" Ali squealed happily. Everyone proceeded to deliver their own birthday wishes, and Hank breathed a sigh of relief when Jake's wishes were given without nary a glitch. Until. "Wow, Mrs. Lopez- Fitzgerald. Your cake's going to set the yard on fire! OW! Mom," he whined at Gwen's sound pinch on the inside of his arm. "What was that for?"
Chapter 47
"Watch this," Jake hissed. Stabbing a piece of chocolate cake with his fork and bending it back. And back. And. "Blast off!" he snickered. Pumping his arm in the air triumphantly when it hit Emily smack dab in the face. "Bull's Eye!" Ali's mouth hung open in a stunned 'O'. Faith giggled mischievously and picked up a slab of her own chocolate cake. Placed it on the end of her fork and got ready to pull. "Come on, Ali," Jake urged. "It's fun. Look. Emmy's not even crying. She likes it." Ali's blue eyes sparkled under the pale glow of the lanterns strung from the trees. Jake WAS right. His little sister wasn't upset at all. She actually looked like.she DID like it! "See? She's smiling. She wants more. I can tell." Faith's piece of cake hit MJ in the back of the head, and she, Jake, and Ali ducked under the picnic table when he started screaming his head off. Breath held. But nothing happened! Jake shrugged his slim shoulders with an infectious grin. "MJ screams ALL the time," he explained.
"Come on, Ali. Do it. Here. I'll even put your piece of cake on for you," he volunteered. Taking great pleasure in digging his fingers into the rich, gooey mess. Ali squeezed her blue eyes shut tight and slowly, slowly, slowly.She couldn't do it. What would Mommy think? "Wimp," Jake rolled his brown eyes. "I'll do it FOR YOU," he sighed heavily. Ali panicked as his hand covered hers. And before she could stop him. "Oh man! Oh man! Run, Ali! Run!" Ali grabbed her little chest in fright as Coach Russell turned around. His face invisible under the gook but for his gleaming white teeth. They looked like fangs! "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Ali, Faith, and yes, even Jake, chorused.
Gwen dragged Jake by the ear to the opposite side of the yard. Banished him to the tree house, in fact. Faith cowered under her grandpa Sam's arm. Sticking her tongue out and crossing her eyes at mean old Coach Russell every chance she got. When Grandma Grace wasn't watching, of course. Ali didn't dare raise her blue eyes from her lap as she twiddled her little thumbs in shame. Chewing on her pink lips. "AliCat," Luis smiled. Tipping her chin up with his index finger. "Look at me," he whispered. "No," she pouted. "Ali.Coach Russell isn't mad at you. See?" Luis told her. Nodding at T.C. across the table. T.C. saw them looking and waved. Giving Ali a special wink. "He's really not mad, Daddy?" she asked innocently. "He's not mad," Luis assured her. Soft music filtered across the yard. And Luis bowed before Ali. Making her giggle. "May I have this dance, M'lady?"
The glass of sangria paused just inches from Sheridan's lips as she watched her husband and daughter across the yard. Ali had her feet on top of Luis's. Looking up at him adoringly as he ever so slowly swayed to the gentle notes of the music. Abby clinked her glass of sangria against Sheridan's without warning. "Now THAT just warms the cockles of my heart. Damn, Sheridan. You're so lucky, girl. He's.he's a mighty fine catch," she said with twinkling hazel eyes. She wobbled on unsteady feet. Grabbing the thing, er.person, closest to her. Ethan looked to Sheridan for help, but she only laughed and ducked her head. "I want some brains to go with my brawn," Abby giggled. "Sorry. Did I say that?"
Ethan righted her on her feet and quickly escaped to a quiet, secluded corner of the yard. Where all the lonely hearts were gathered. Beth smiled at his embarrassment. "I think I'm a little." the colors of the lanterns blurred into one and her head swam ".tipsy," Abby grinned. "What the hell. I'm drunk. There's no brawn in that," she said. Nodding in Ethan's direction. "Excuse me. Ball and chain?" she asked Gwen with a goofy smile on her lips. "Do you mind if I steal your naughty little hubby for a dance?" Hank's brown eyes were wide as saucers. "Be my guest. Have fun, Bennett," Gwen laughed wickedly as she pushed him into Abby's waiting arms. "You ARE your mother's daughter," Hank grumbled over his shoulder as Abby pulled him out to the 'dance floor.' "Little? Who's calling who little?"
Sheridan sighed and leaned back against the tree as she watched Luis and Ali dance. Gwen smiled at her out of the corner of her eye. "You know you want to forgive him completely and just move on. What's stopping you?" Sheridan pinned her with her blue gaze. "He broke his promise, Gwen. AND my heart," she whispered softly. Gwen's smile faltered somewhat as she slipped a consoling arm around Sheridan's waist. "Men can be such bastards sometimes, can't they?" Sheridan laughed at the inflection in her voice. "And clueless," Gwen snickered as she watched Miguel grow pale at something Kay whispered in his ear. Next thing she knew.Miguel was out cold. It was kind of amusing watching Grace Bennett splash the remainder of sangria in his face. Pilar knelt next to her baby in concern while Martin hung back with a suspicious smile on his face and a sleepy Cristian in his arms. MJ threw HIMSELF on top of his father and started beating him in the face. Luckily his weapon of assault was a balloon doggie.
Faith used that opportunity to escape, and Gwen shook her head as she watched the little girl scramble up the tree house ladder. "Tell me those two aren't related," she muttered when she saw them put their heads together. The pleasant musical notes of her twin daughters crying their hearts out wafted through the air, and the smile on her face turned into a grimace. Then a smile when Ivy practically burnt rubber trying to get to her to hand off her charge. "I thought I had the 'good' one," she said. Biting her lip as she thrust the fussy child at her. "Oh, Miss Emmy," Sheridan held her nose. "I think it's time to powder your nose."
"Gwen," Theresa babbled. "I don't know what's wrong with her. I think she's afraid of me or something." Chad smirked behind her. "I think it's that THING in your hair," he said seriously. Sheridan laughed when Theresa whirled around and slapped him playfully. Gwen juggled a twin in each arm. "Come here, Sweetie," Sheridan held her arms out to Sara. "Don't bother," Kay said breezily. Sauntering up to them. "I'll take her. Miguel's going to be out for the count a while anyway. Congratulate me. The Bennett clan's gaining another new member." Gwen raised her brows in disbelief before following Kay into the house.
Ali giggled up at Luis. And her blue eyes looked just like her mother's. "Will you marry me when I grow up, Daddy?" Luis grinned. Stopping his slow movements to the music and scooping his daughter up in his arms. "But AliCat," he said. "What about Mommy?" Ali's little nose scrunched up. She was in deep concentration. "Cristian'll marry Mommy," she announced. All smiles. "Sounds like you have everything figured out," Luis said seriously. "Yep," Ali blushed a becoming pink. "Except for one thing. What about Jake?" Luis teased. "And Cristian's got his eye on Sara." Ali mulled it over for a second and twined her arms more securely around his neck. "I guess I'll marry Jake then. Or else he'll have to marry Miss Piggy." Luis almost choked on his own tongue. Thank goodness he was saved by the bell. Well.actually it was a spoon clanging on a glass. "Oh Daddy!" Ali exclaimed excitedly. "Ice cream!" Luis set her back on her feet with a smile. And Ali joined Jake and Faith at Eve's side waiting for the cool treat.
"Hallmark moment! I'm telling you," Abby said. A little too loudly. But then.who cared? "Want to dance, Gorgeous?" she teased. Luis rolled his eyes when she grabbed his hand anyway. "Just think of this as another one of our physical therapy sessions. I have to check your progress, you know." Her hazel eyes danced with laughter at his exasperation. Luis had quite a job trying to keep her on her own feet. "How many glasses?" he quirked an eyebrow at her. "I don't know," she giggled. "I lost count a couple hours ago. That stuff is awesome!" she snorted. Slumping against him. Luis tried to grab her to keep her from falling but failed miserably.
Abby spit a blade of grass out of her mouth and shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "I meant to do that, Lo-Fitz." "You started the party before the party, didn't you?" Luis asked with an amused smile. "Technically.nope," Abby answered. "This is the 2nd party I've been to today. Here. There's your wife. Looking sexually frustrated as ever." "ABBY!" "What?" Abby shrugged her shoulders. "It's no secret you two have had problems, and a woman as pissed and hurt as Sheridan.you haven't done IT in oh.give or take two months. Maybe even three. Look at her. She so wants to jump you. Be nice. Romance her, dammit. Ask her to dance. You might just get lucky tonight." Luis turned a million shades of red as Abby staggered over to Sheridan and returned a moment later. Practically shoving his wife into his arms.
Everything faded to the background as he held her in his arms again and stared deeply into her blue eyes. "Sheridan." "Luis." They laughed nervously. "Abby's.a doctor-patient relationship like this isn't normal, is it?" Luis asked with a bashful smile. "I don't think anything she does is normal, Luis," Sheridan smiled. "Oh my god! She's got Ethan cha-cha- ing." She laughed uncontrollably. Burying her face in his chest. When she raised her head.his gaze was so intense she shivered and her mouth opened and shut. Desperately trying to say something. "Kay's pregnant," she finally succeeded in blurting. "Oh," Luis nodded his head in understanding. A smile on his lips. "That explains Miguel's fainting incident."
"Luis," Sheridan teased. "I think passing out cold sounds more manly than fainting." "Manly?" Luis smirked. "You and Ali looked like you were having fun," she said quietly as his arm slipped around her waist and his fingers traced tiny circles at the small of her back. "We ALWAYS have fun," Luis grinned. "She's my AliCat." "What were you and Abby talking about?" she whispered later. As little by little, she relaxed in his embrace. Laying her head against his chest. "You," he admitted. And she drew back to look at him in surprise. "Oh," she stammered. He grinned. He loved it when she got flustered. He reached up a hand to tuck her golden hair behind her ear.
"I know, Sheridan." "Know?" she asked dumbly. "Know what, Luis?" He trailed his knuckles down her jawline. "I know.that each night.you sneak into our bedroom. And crawl into bed beside me. You think I'm sleeping, but I'm not. I'm awake, Sheridan. Awake and alive every second I spend with you in my arms. Why do you wait until you think I'm asleep? Why do you leave in the morning?" Tears slowly pooled in her crystal eyes. "I..I don't know, Luis. I." "Shh," he held a silencing finger to her lips. "This has gone on long enough," he said. And they stood still. Facing each other. Unconscious of every eye at the party on them.
"Do you still love me, Sheridan?" "Luis!" "Do you?" "What kind of question is that?" she sputtered. "You hurt me, dammit. Of course. I love you, you bast---" Luis tangled his hands in her golden hair and pulled her roughly to him. Kissing her fiercely. Passionately. Slowly. Gently. Lovingly. "I love you," Sheridan whispered. Tears coursing down her cheeks. Luis brushed his lips over her damp cheeks before capturing her lips once more. And she held on for dear life. Ali smiled up at her nana. What a perfect birthday present, she thought as her nana held a shaky hand to her mouth and lay her head on her grandpa Martin's shoulder. "WOOHOO!" Abby whooped. "It's about damn time!"
Chapter 48
Ali's blond mane spilled over Martin's shoulder as he carried her to his and Pilar's car. Cristian yawned sleepily against Pilar's chest. The lanterns still cast a pale glow over the yard, but all the guests were long gone. Even Abby. Martin chuckled just thinking about her. She was outrageous! And everyone liked her. Except Ethan, who was never going to live this particular night down. Only Sheridan and Luis's (hopeful) reconciliation could top his shining moments. Cha-cha-ing! Ha! Poor guy had NO rhythm at all, and he looked utterly ridiculous. But he laughed it off and was a good sport. Which was more than he could say for Hank. When Abby squeezed his ass-WITH NO SHAME-he went off. And Gwen laughed until she cried. To Martin's way of thinking, his son's best friend was more bothered by the fact that the incident did NOT stir up his wife's jealousy than Abby's brashness. He really LOVED it when Gwen volunteered to give Abby a much-needed ride home.
"Martin," his wife interrupted his remembrances of the evening. "Could you get the door for me?" He secured Ali's safety belt and hurried to the passenger side to open the back door for his wife. Running a hand over Cristian's wispy dark hair fondly as she buckled him in his carseat. He raised a hand to cup her cheek. Then leaned in to kiss her lips gently. "Good birthday?" he asked with a smile. Her gaze traveled to her son's silhouette in the front window. "Best," she nodded her head. "I think they're going to make it," he said softly. Opening the passenger door for her. Her only response was a smile as he walked over to the other side of the car and let himself in. Ali and Cristian wore sweet smiles in their sleep. It WAS the best birthday.
Luis let the curtain drop after his parents' car disappeared down the winding driveway. He couldn't wipe the silly smile that'd been on his lips since the kiss off. It was there to stay. Especially when he saw her. Standing in the kitchen doorway with a matching smile on her face. He reached out a tentative hand. Trailing his knuckles across her cheek fleetingly before sliding his hands down her arms and taking her hands in his. "Luis." "No," he whispered. With a finger to her lips. "Don't say anything. Yet. I have something I have to say to you first. Actually," he hung his head. "A lot of things. Okay?" She nodded her head slowly.
"But first let me do this," he said. Snaking his arms around her middle and pulling her to him. "May I?" he asked rather nervously. "Don't want to get slapped again," he teased. She laughed and leaned her forehead against his. "I'm sorry, Luis. You just." "Forced the matter, didn't I?" he grinned. "But I'm glad you did," she smiled. Wrapping her arms around his neck and playing with the hair at the base of his neck. "I've missed you so much," she sighed as he nuzzled his nose against hers. His hands slipped beneath the thin cotton of her tank top. His fingers tracing lazy patterns there. "I promise I won't slap you if you kiss me again, Luis," she teased. Blue eyes shining. "Luis," she bit her lip nervously. "Shh," he quieted her. Just before taking her lips with his.
They pulled apart, and he kissed her forehead. "Now," he said. Cupping her face in the palms of his hands. "I owe you the biggest apology of my life. Words can't express how sorry I am, Baby," he told her. His voice cracking with emotion. "I hurt you. And the worst part about it.I meant to." Tears welled up in her eyes, and her chin quivered. Making it even harder for him to go on. But he did. "I wanted to push you away. So I said mean, horrible things to you. Things I didn't mean, Sheridan," he whispered. "I didn't mean a word. I never wanted a divorce. I don't ever want to be separated from you," he said shakily. "Just the thought is unbearable. Believe me when I say this.I'll never let my pride get in the way of our love again. I NEED you in my life. By my side. Every step of the way."
She kissed his palm and rubbed her cheek against his hand. Reaching out to draw him closer. As close as humanly possible. No space between them. "Never again," he vowed as he fingers threaded through her hair, and she pressed her body against his. "Never again," she whispered. As his lips trailed down her damp cheek to the corner of her mouth. The salt of her tears on his lips-his tongue-as he seared her with his kiss. Backing her up against the kitchen counter. She clutched at his shoulders as he lifted her up in his arms and set her down on top of the counter. Stepping between the circle of her legs and pulling her to him again.
She undid the buttons of his shirt with shaky hands. Finally giving up and peeling it from his shoulders. Buttons flying everywhere. Bouncing against the tile floor and rolling in various directions. "Sorry," she said sheepishly. Blue eyes glittering at him as he caressed the back of her knee absently with a smile that slowly turned into a killer grin. "Really?" he teased. "Because I don't think so," he whispered hotly. Slipping his fingers under the thin straps of her shirt and pulling them down her shoulders. Placing open-mouthed kisses along her collar-bone. "Luis," she said breathily. "I really AM sorry. No need to torture me," she moaned as his mouth drove her crazy. "Luis," she said. Giving his hair a gentle tug. "We are NOT going to do this here," she blushed. Grateful when he stopped his heady assault on her senses to let her slide down from the counter. "Lead the way," he said. Almost making her melt with the look in his dark eyes.
They stole little kisses the whole way down the hall to their bedroom. Once or twice getting lost in each other. Finally they reached their destination, and the door slammed shut when they fell back against it. "Luis," she laughed against his lips. "A little more careful," she murmured. "Goodness knows I don't need a concussion, and I'd hate to have to explain to Eve how I got it." "Oh yeah," he grinned. "I'm sorry, Eve. It was an accident. I was too busy ripping my wife's clothes off in a fit of passion to care that there was a door there. God, this feels good," he groaned as he pinned her hands above her head and kissed his way down her neck. Making her shiver when she felt his hot breath on her neck. "I'm not complaining," she gasped as he pressed himself more fully against her. "But Luis," she teased. Pushing him away from her when he released her hands. "We have all night," she told him as his knees hit the edge of the mattress. "Why don't we slow things down a bit?" she suggested. Undoing the snap on her denim shorts and shimmying out of them.
"Damn, Sheridan," he swore softly as his desire-filled brown eyes lingered on her newly revealed curves. "Now who's torturing who? I'd like to know how the hell THIS is supposed to slow things down," he groaned. When she pushed him and he fell back on the bed. "Shut up, Luis," she muttered as she straddled his waist. Running her hands up and down his toned chest. Luis grabbed both of her hands in one of his and brought them to his lips. Kissing the cool gold of her wedding band that was a symbol of their love. A symbol that meant forever. His simple gesture brought fresh tears to her blue eyes. "I love you," she whispered against his lips. Reminding him once again how much his stupid pride had almost cost him. She didn't protest as he coaxed her lips apart in a tender but passionate kiss. Or when he pulled her into his arms in a fierce hug. His heart beating wildly. Reassuringly as he lay her down in their bed. And began making love to her. Promises and terms of endearment pouring forth from his lips. Banishing all her doubts as he whispered "I love you" over and over and over again.
Chapter 49
"Mmm. Luis," Sheridan sighed blissfully. Stretching languidly against the pale sheets as the sun's beams streamed in through the window. A smile lit up her entire face. She was happier than she'd been in months. "That feels so good. Luis. Luis? Luis!" she shrieked as she bolted upright in the bed. Flinging Miss Priss all the way to the far side of the room. The white ball of fur shrieked and spat at them in fury before beating a path out of the bedroom. Luis's brown eyes sparkled with amusement. "I'm hurt," he pretended to pout. "What a blow to the good ole ego. My wife mistook the family pet for me." Sheridan glared at him. Her blue eyes bright with anger. "Why didn't you say anything?" "I didn't dare interrupt such a passionate moment," Luis teased mercilessly. "You and Miss Priss were getting pretty hot and heavy there for a few seconds. The pain in the ass. Trying to steal my wife."
A smile tugged at Sheridan's lips despite herself. "Besides the fact that she's furry, has four legs, and meows, there's one really big factor standing in the way of our.relationship." "Oh," Luis said. All ears. Crossing his arms around his bare chest. She licked her lips with a groan. Dammit! She could barely form one coherent thought when he wore those black boxers. "What's that?" She swallowed hard. "She's a she," she rolled her eyes. "Now I can't speak for Miss Priss.obviously," she smirked. "But I don't.damn, Luis. Get your ass over here right now and kiss me," she demanded. Luis sported a sexy grin as he moved slowly across the room toward their bed. "Luis," she whined impatiently. "We're making up for lost time here. And you're wasting valuable seconds. Minutes. Hours that could be better spent. Your parents aren't going to keep Ali and Cristian forever."
Luis chuckled. Slowing his steps even more. "Luis," she groaned. The sheet falling from her naked chest. Forgotten as she crawled on all fours to the foot of the bed. And attacked him! "Sheridan," he laughed. "What's gotten into you?" "Do you really have to ask that question, Luis?" she hissed into his ear. Making him shudder as her nails dug into the flesh of his back, and she pulled him down on top of her. "I haven't went this long without sex since I was in a coma," she deadpanned. "Ooo," he said. With a semi-serious face. "That's wrong. So wrong," he said. Closing his eyes as she arched up against him. Sweet and sensual was all good. But there were ups to the kind of frenzied passion he felt sweeping through him as he kissed her deeply. Almost desperately.
The bedroom looked like the site of a natural disaster hours later as they lay curled in each other's arms. In total contentment. Limbs entwined to the point it was hard to tell where he ended and she began. It was like they were one person. One being. His hand trailed up and down the slope of her back. Tickling the delicate skin. She threaded her fingers through his, and he brought their joined hands to his lips. Kissing her knuckles sweetly. "I love you. You know that, don't you?" he murmured against the golden crown of her head. "You do?" she asked softly. "What a surprise." He couldn't see the smile on her lips, but he knew without a doubt it was there. "Yes. I do. You stubborn, wonderful, exciting." She snorted in unlady-like laughter. ".exciting," he repeated with a grin, "beautiful- amazingly beautiful inside AND out, generous, forgiving, loving mother of my children you." "Children!" she gasped. Fleeing from his embrace. "Oh my god, Luis! The kids! Pilar and Martin! They should be here." A car door slammed outside. "Any minute," she finished in barely a whisper.
They scampered about the bedroom. Frantically repairing the damage wrought during their.reunion. Sheridan's azure eyes were wide and dark with panic as they heard approaching footsteps. Footsteps that could only belong to. "AliCat!" Luis exclaimed when his daughter burst through their bedroom door unannounced. Throwing herself into his arms. "Daddy!" she said excitedly. "I missed you so much." Sheridan kicked their discarded clothes from the previous night under the bed. Just before Martin peeked around the bedroom door. Cristian perched on his arm. Sunny smile already in place. "And why is that?" Luis teased. Grinning when Ali gave him spontaneous Eskimo kisses. "You were only gone for one night. One night, AliCat." "One very LLLLLLOOOOOONNNNNNGGGGG night," Ali exaggerated. "I missed you, too, Mommy," she said sweetly. "Mommy," she giggled. "You're shirt's on inside out!" "It's backwards, too," Martin told her helpfully. Chuckling when she blushed in extreme embarrassment. "Where's Nana?" Luis asked his daughter. "In the kitchen, Daddy," Ali answered. "She's going to cook us all lunch." "Oh my.the kitchen," Sheridan blanched.
Pilar was bent at the waist in the kitchen. Picking up tiny buttons. One by one. Tiny buttons to Luis's shirt! Her brow knit when she discovered button after button scattered across the entire area. "Mija," she said warmly. Not noticing Sheridan's state of utter mortification. "Good afternoon." "Pilar.you don't have to do that. Let me get that." "Nonsense," Pilar waved her off. She gasped when she moved to the other side of the counter and saw the broken shards of what used to be Luis's favorite coffee mug. Among other things. "What happened here last night? This kitchen looks like you two.oh. OH! Sorry, Mija," she ducked HER head in embarrassment. Unable to finish her thought. "I'm.I'm.here," she said. Dropping the buttons in Sheridan's palm. "I think I WILL let you finish up here. I'll be in the living room with Martin and the children if you need me." Sheridan released the huge breath of air she'd been holding in her lungs during the whole awkward encounter. "I'm going to kill you, Luis," she growled with narrowed blue eyes when he smirked at her from the kitchen doorway.
Somehow they made it through lunch. With a minimum of embarrassing moments. Sheridan finally began to relax again. The warm feeling of belonging washing through her as they interacted. As a family. Not for the first time, she thought of how lucky she was. Life as Luis's wife and mother of his children wasn't always easy by any means. But she knew love. She felt it from all who surrounded her, and she wouldn't change a thing. The journey was hard, but also the sweetest part. Sure.they'd gotten off track for a while. Nearly completely derailed. But she was ready to start all over again. And she cried tears of joy as Luis knelt on one knee and said the words. Words she had heard before. Promises she couldn't wait to repeat as she agreed, once more, to become Luis's wife.
Chapter 50
Blessed
Strings of a guitar were strummed, and beautiful Spanish melodies that they danced to on their first honeymoon in Spain filled the late summer air. Air that held just a hint of crisp coolness. Ali's golden hair gleamed in the afternoon sun. Her cheeks pink. The red satin ribbon floating behind her as she waltzed up the makeshift aisle. Crimson rose petals drifting to the ground below. Proud friends and family snapping pictures and whispering amongst themselves how much her parents had fought and struggled to be together within the past year. The creamy lace of the dress's billowing floor-length skirt revealing tiny cream slippers. By her side was Jake. Looking dapper.and utterly mortified.in his matching tux. His brown eyes rolling intermittently, and frequent mutterings of "Hurry up, Ali," escaping his lips. "Jacob Bennett," his grandmother hissed from her seat beside his grandmother. "Wipe that horrid scowl off your face right now, or I'll." Pilar thanked God she didn't get a chance to finish her thought when Jonathan Hotchkiss clamped an unceremonious hand over his wife's mouth. "Aren't they cute?" Kay sniffled. "Damn pregnancy hormones," she cursed under her breath. Miguel caught MJ by the arm just before he tore down the aisle after his cousins. Ready to pull the tempting ribbon that adorned Ali's mane.
Hank whispered something in Luis's ear, and Luis chuckled. Grinning broadly at the pair coming down the aisle toward them. Father Lonagin leaned over so that Chad might keep him informed of what was taking place, and he smiled at what the young man told him. Ali stood on tiptoe. Her pink lips offered in a sweet kiss to her daddy as she came to a stop in front of her. "I'm too old for this," Jake grumbled. Sighing heavily as his dad pulled him to his side. Cristian bounced on his aunt Theresa's knee. Perfectly content. Grace and Sam each held a twin, and by some miracle.Emily AND Sara sported happy smiles. Hank groaned when Abby stepped slowly down the aisle. The memory of her wandering hands and a certain ass-grabbing incident making him flush in embarrassment. He said a silent prayer of thanks she'd be standing on the other side of Father Lonagin. She caught his grimace and winked at him. Hazel eyes twinkling with mischief. Ivy laughed when she blew a kiss at Ethan. The woman was such a tease. Beth smiled and shook her head. Ethan was just TOO easily embarrassed. Hank grinned idiotically when his eyes met those of his wife, and Jonathan looked on with affection as his beautiful little girl gazed at her husband. The kid in a man's body.
The notes of a familiar song played softly, and Luis's soulful brown eyes teared up in memory. Their song. "Imagine." The first time had been traditional. Wedding march, ceremony, reception, the whole nine yards. This time was all.them. And a gathering of their closest friends and family. His breath caught in his throat when he saw her. Her blue eyes shimmering with happy tears as she held his papa's arm. Looking resplendent in her simple gown. Identical almost to her little daughter's. "Mommy looks so beautiful," Ali whispered in awe. Jake was inclined to agree with her. Gulping as Sheridan neared them. Eve smiled softly at the young woman she'd come to count as a friend over the years. Reaching for T.C.'s hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "Who gives this woman?" Father Lonagin asked when Sheridan and Martin came to a stop before him. "I do," Martin said softly. Kissing her cheek gently and patting it affectionately. "You look lovely, Lass," he whispered. Sheridan's face lit up with a brilliant smile that would stay the remainder of the ceremony.
The pair stood side by side before friends, family, and God. Promising to love each other. Forever and always. With a passion that was unforgettable. And when Luis slipped the ring on her finger, her hand trembled and crystal tears of happiness slipped down her smooth cheeks. His vows touching her heart, and all those around him. Father Lonagin knew these two.they had a love that could and would overcome anything. Ali smiled adoringly at her beloved parents as her mother uttered vows that rang so true. In a voice laden with emotion. "I love you, Luis," she told him with a watery smile. "So much. I have been blessed. And I feel like I've found my way," she whispered. Luis squeezed her hand gently. "I thank God for all I've been given at the end of every day." Father Lonagin and the rest smiled at the simple words. Spoken with so much feeling.
"I have been blessed with so much more than I deserve," she cried. Gwen's throat grew tight with tears and a sob escaped her lips as Luis shook his head in disagreement. Kissing her fingertips and saying, "You deserve that and so much more." Jake's mouth hung open. Grownups! He'd never understand them. Girls in particular. As soon as his mom started crying, all the ladies in the audience started bawling. Theresa the loudest of all. But Kay was giving her a run for her money. "To be here with the ones that love me," she smiled at her precious daughter and waved at her little son. "To love them so much it hurts. When I'm singing my kids to sleep. When I feel you holding me, I know.I have been blessed," she finished tearfully. "To live my life with you by my side." "Damn," Abby boohooed noisily. "Can't you just feel the love? Oh! I'm SO sorry, Father Lonagin. Please forgive me." Father Lonagin smiled benevolently and continued the ceremony. "This is the good part, Buddy," Hank teased. Gwen rolled her eyes at her husband good-naturedly. When Father Lonagin gave Luis the go-ahead to kiss his bride, Luis was more than happy-he was thrilled-to oblige. Giving his wife a passionate, loving, toe-curling kiss that had the guests whistling and clapping. Ali felt the need to join in the on the fun. Kissing Jake's cheek sweetly. A moment forever captured on film. The blissful bride and groom lip-locked behind them. And the old oak tree beyond. A fresh set of initials carved into his worn bark. LLF LOVES SLF. FOREVER.
I get kissed by the sun
Each morning Put my feet on a hardwood floor I get to hear my children laughing Down the hallway through the Bedroom door Sometimes I sit on my Front porch swing Just soaking up the day I think to myself, I think to myself This world is a beautiful place
I have been blessed And I feel like I've found my way I thank God for all I've been given At the end of every day I have been blessed With so much more than I deserve To be here with the ones That love me To love them so much it hurts I have been blessed
Across a crowded room I know you know what I'm thinking By the way I look at you And when we're lying in the quiet And no words have to be said I think to myself, I think to myself This love is a beautiful gift
Repeat Chorus
When I'm singing my kids to sleep When I feel you holding me I know
Repeat Chorus
Song by Hillary Lindsey/Troy Verges/Brett James
Performed by Martina McBride