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AN: Otay kiddies! Here ya go. I made up for the last short chapter (ok, ok short for me!) so here's a longer one. Thanks for the review from Lisa (let me know if I get too dramatic! tehe)! And Princess Muse welcome to the story thanks for your great review!
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Sex with Brock is like a pint of Ben and Jerry's New York Super Fudge Chunk Ice Cream. Good from beginning to the end, with the end leaving you wanting more.
We laid in bed holding on to one another afraid to move and ruin the moment. My head rested against his chest listening to his quiet snore. His hand was threaded through my hair. Both of us had a gleam of sweat on our skin. Finally I gave in and slowly rolled over and glanced at the clock. 12:30am. "Shit" I muttered rolling back to Brock
"Plane?" he mumbled
"Yeah in an hour and a half. Shit." I repeated, "Zach's still with Gray. I better go and rescue him."
Brock tightened his arms around me, "Not yet," he said slowly and then promptly fell asleep again snoring softly.
I grinned, "Sorry I wore ya out big boy." I pulled myself out of his arms and quickly found my clothes that had been scattered everywhere. I left the room and quickly walked down the hall to my room carrying my shoes. I was too lazy to put them on and hell, they hurt anyway. I pulled out the key and quietly let myself in. Gray was in his bed sleeping like a good boy, and Zach was in the other bed passed out.
"Hey" I said softly brushing my hand through his hair. Zach jerked awake, then seeing it was me laid back down and looked guilty
"Sorry I fell asleep."
"Hey its 12:30 and you just looked after a very active 5 year old," I said "If you hadn't been sleeping, I would be nagging at you for being awake."
Zach grinned and lay there looking at me with the same adoring expression from earlier.
"So how was Grayson?" I asked breaking the silence
"Good as usual." He said glancing over at Gray, "Although I think he is a little confused about this dad situation."
I frowned, "How so?"
"Well he thinks that are going to marry him and then you guys will be a family."
"Well hell," I said running a hand through my messy hair, wincing as I hit a snarl, "I thought he understood this earlier. I hope I can straighten him out about this. Did it sound like he wanted me to marry this guy?" I still couldn't bring myself to say "his father"
Zach shook his head, "No he says he wants you to marry Brock."
My eyes grew big, "That boy has the most active imagination I have ever seen on a 5 year old. How he gets from Point A to Point B amazes me to no end."
Zach looked gloomy, "I wish you didn't have to go through this."
"Thanks, I'm wishing the same exact thing."
Zach took my hand and squeezed it. I looked him in the eye and softly asked point blank,
"You have a crush on me don't you?"
I could see Zach blush in the dim light in the room, "Yeah kinda." He muttered, "But I know I don't have a chance. Who would with Brock around?"
I put my hand on his cheek, "Zach if I was 7 years younger, you would have more of a chance that you could ever dream of."
Zach smiled his face slowly fading to a dull pink, "Thanks. I suppose I uh.. Should be going." He climbed off the bed and headed to the door as I followed him.
"Thanks for everything Zach," I said putting some money in his hand, "I really appreciate your help, and Gray really likes you."
"Well I like him. I'll see you guys when you get back right?" Zach asked.
"I hope so." I gave him a hug.
"Hey uh Maggie? You got um. You have a ahh... hickey on your neck."
I blushed, "Shit" as I grabbed the spot that was still sore with my hand, "How embarrassing."
"Eh its ok, I'd have given you one too." He said winking
"Zachary Gowan!" I said with fake shocked, "If only you mother could hear you" I started laughing as Zach turned and ran down to his room laughing all the way himself.
Since our flight left in two hours and we had to leave the hotel sooner then that, I didn't get any sleep and instead picked up our stuff and packed it up. "That boy is a hurricane," I muttered reaching under a bed and pulling out one of his socks, throwing it in his suitcase. Stretching, I groaned feeling the tightness in my back. Glancing at the clock I figured I had enough time for a quick shower so I slipped out of my dress and threw it in my suitcase, and climbed in with the hot water all ready steaming up the mirror. I quickly washed my hair and rinsed off, enjoying the hot water as it hit my back. I bent over and then stretched, feeling all my vertebrae crack at once. "Oh yeah life is good now" I thought grinning stepping out into the steam and drying off fast. I threw on a pair of jeans, a tank top, and a long sleeved shirt from Brock that had conveniently "appeared" in my suitcase on day. I sauntered into the room drying my hair with a towel and glanced around the room looking for anything out of place.
Having made sure everything of ours was now in our suitcases and I was sure we were ready to go, I sat in the chair and sighed. I wish I were still in bed.
"No girl, you wish you were still in bed with Brock," my subconscious perked up.
I grinned and sighed again. Looks like Kurt was right, that was just what I needed. My cell phone rang suddenly causing me to jump out of my post-sex reflection.
"Ya?"
"It's me," Brocks said sleepily his voice low
"So sounds like you recovered." I could feel him smile through the phone.
"Barely. So what time are we leaving for the airport?"
"About 10 minutes." I said glancing at the clock, "Can you be ready?"
"Shore. I'll have to go put some clothes on."
I laughed softly, "Yeah that's usually recommended for stepping outside."
"I'll come and get you guys." He said hanging up.
I went over to Gray's bed and woke him up. "Gray? C'mon tiger its time to get up."
He just looked up and yawned.
"Ya know what child?
"What?"
"You can stay in your jammies. How's that sound?"
"Otay" he said rolling over and going back to sleep.
I laughed; his is so not a morning person. "You are just like your mother." I said picking him up and carrying him to the door as Brock knocked.
"G'Morning." He said softly, kissing me gently
"Hey Cowboy." I said returning his kiss, "He is out for the count," I said referring to Grayson, "Could you carry our bags?"
Brock grabbed them and grunted in response. He also isn't the greatest morning person. We headed downstairs and climbed into the waiting shuttle bus courtesy of the hotel. Brock and I sat close, holding hands. This was going to be the first time we would be separate since we got together. I clung to his hand, not letting go unless I had to. I was really trying to pull as much strength from him as I could.
Gray and I got checked in and the counter and made it to our gate just as they were making the first call for seating. Brock pulled us in for a massive hug.
"I'll see you in a week, OK?" He said kissing the top of my head and then ruffling a now awake Gray's hair
"OK," I said softly dreading getting on that plane.
"Remember you can do this," he murmured in my ear
"I'm scared," I said into his chest
His hand went under my chin pulling it up so I was looking him in they eye. "Gray loves you, and I love you. You will always be his mommy no matter what. You can do this." He repeated louder this time with more emphasis.
I gave him a small smile, "OK"
"I think they're waitin for ya," He said looking behind us at the waiting flight crew. He pulled Gray out of my arms and gave him a tight hug, "Look after your mother, OK?"
"Otay"
"C'mon Baby," I said as Brock handed him over, "We get to go see Anna" I gave Brock a final kiss before we got on the plane and headed to what could be a disaster or a victory
AN: Otay kiddies! Here ya go. I made up for the last short chapter (ok, ok short for me!) so here's a longer one. Thanks for the review from Lisa (let me know if I get too dramatic! tehe)! And Princess Muse welcome to the story thanks for your great review!
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Sex with Brock is like a pint of Ben and Jerry's New York Super Fudge Chunk Ice Cream. Good from beginning to the end, with the end leaving you wanting more.
We laid in bed holding on to one another afraid to move and ruin the moment. My head rested against his chest listening to his quiet snore. His hand was threaded through my hair. Both of us had a gleam of sweat on our skin. Finally I gave in and slowly rolled over and glanced at the clock. 12:30am. "Shit" I muttered rolling back to Brock
"Plane?" he mumbled
"Yeah in an hour and a half. Shit." I repeated, "Zach's still with Gray. I better go and rescue him."
Brock tightened his arms around me, "Not yet," he said slowly and then promptly fell asleep again snoring softly.
I grinned, "Sorry I wore ya out big boy." I pulled myself out of his arms and quickly found my clothes that had been scattered everywhere. I left the room and quickly walked down the hall to my room carrying my shoes. I was too lazy to put them on and hell, they hurt anyway. I pulled out the key and quietly let myself in. Gray was in his bed sleeping like a good boy, and Zach was in the other bed passed out.
"Hey" I said softly brushing my hand through his hair. Zach jerked awake, then seeing it was me laid back down and looked guilty
"Sorry I fell asleep."
"Hey its 12:30 and you just looked after a very active 5 year old," I said "If you hadn't been sleeping, I would be nagging at you for being awake."
Zach grinned and lay there looking at me with the same adoring expression from earlier.
"So how was Grayson?" I asked breaking the silence
"Good as usual." He said glancing over at Gray, "Although I think he is a little confused about this dad situation."
I frowned, "How so?"
"Well he thinks that are going to marry him and then you guys will be a family."
"Well hell," I said running a hand through my messy hair, wincing as I hit a snarl, "I thought he understood this earlier. I hope I can straighten him out about this. Did it sound like he wanted me to marry this guy?" I still couldn't bring myself to say "his father"
Zach shook his head, "No he says he wants you to marry Brock."
My eyes grew big, "That boy has the most active imagination I have ever seen on a 5 year old. How he gets from Point A to Point B amazes me to no end."
Zach looked gloomy, "I wish you didn't have to go through this."
"Thanks, I'm wishing the same exact thing."
Zach took my hand and squeezed it. I looked him in the eye and softly asked point blank,
"You have a crush on me don't you?"
I could see Zach blush in the dim light in the room, "Yeah kinda." He muttered, "But I know I don't have a chance. Who would with Brock around?"
I put my hand on his cheek, "Zach if I was 7 years younger, you would have more of a chance that you could ever dream of."
Zach smiled his face slowly fading to a dull pink, "Thanks. I suppose I uh.. Should be going." He climbed off the bed and headed to the door as I followed him.
"Thanks for everything Zach," I said putting some money in his hand, "I really appreciate your help, and Gray really likes you."
"Well I like him. I'll see you guys when you get back right?" Zach asked.
"I hope so." I gave him a hug.
"Hey uh Maggie? You got um. You have a ahh... hickey on your neck."
I blushed, "Shit" as I grabbed the spot that was still sore with my hand, "How embarrassing."
"Eh its ok, I'd have given you one too." He said winking
"Zachary Gowan!" I said with fake shocked, "If only you mother could hear you" I started laughing as Zach turned and ran down to his room laughing all the way himself.
Since our flight left in two hours and we had to leave the hotel sooner then that, I didn't get any sleep and instead picked up our stuff and packed it up. "That boy is a hurricane," I muttered reaching under a bed and pulling out one of his socks, throwing it in his suitcase. Stretching, I groaned feeling the tightness in my back. Glancing at the clock I figured I had enough time for a quick shower so I slipped out of my dress and threw it in my suitcase, and climbed in with the hot water all ready steaming up the mirror. I quickly washed my hair and rinsed off, enjoying the hot water as it hit my back. I bent over and then stretched, feeling all my vertebrae crack at once. "Oh yeah life is good now" I thought grinning stepping out into the steam and drying off fast. I threw on a pair of jeans, a tank top, and a long sleeved shirt from Brock that had conveniently "appeared" in my suitcase on day. I sauntered into the room drying my hair with a towel and glanced around the room looking for anything out of place.
Having made sure everything of ours was now in our suitcases and I was sure we were ready to go, I sat in the chair and sighed. I wish I were still in bed.
"No girl, you wish you were still in bed with Brock," my subconscious perked up.
I grinned and sighed again. Looks like Kurt was right, that was just what I needed. My cell phone rang suddenly causing me to jump out of my post-sex reflection.
"Ya?"
"It's me," Brocks said sleepily his voice low
"So sounds like you recovered." I could feel him smile through the phone.
"Barely. So what time are we leaving for the airport?"
"About 10 minutes." I said glancing at the clock, "Can you be ready?"
"Shore. I'll have to go put some clothes on."
I laughed softly, "Yeah that's usually recommended for stepping outside."
"I'll come and get you guys." He said hanging up.
I went over to Gray's bed and woke him up. "Gray? C'mon tiger its time to get up."
He just looked up and yawned.
"Ya know what child?
"What?"
"You can stay in your jammies. How's that sound?"
"Otay" he said rolling over and going back to sleep.
I laughed; his is so not a morning person. "You are just like your mother." I said picking him up and carrying him to the door as Brock knocked.
"G'Morning." He said softly, kissing me gently
"Hey Cowboy." I said returning his kiss, "He is out for the count," I said referring to Grayson, "Could you carry our bags?"
Brock grabbed them and grunted in response. He also isn't the greatest morning person. We headed downstairs and climbed into the waiting shuttle bus courtesy of the hotel. Brock and I sat close, holding hands. This was going to be the first time we would be separate since we got together. I clung to his hand, not letting go unless I had to. I was really trying to pull as much strength from him as I could.
Gray and I got checked in and the counter and made it to our gate just as they were making the first call for seating. Brock pulled us in for a massive hug.
"I'll see you in a week, OK?" He said kissing the top of my head and then ruffling a now awake Gray's hair
"OK," I said softly dreading getting on that plane.
"Remember you can do this," he murmured in my ear
"I'm scared," I said into his chest
His hand went under my chin pulling it up so I was looking him in they eye. "Gray loves you, and I love you. You will always be his mommy no matter what. You can do this." He repeated louder this time with more emphasis.
I gave him a small smile, "OK"
"I think they're waitin for ya," He said looking behind us at the waiting flight crew. He pulled Gray out of my arms and gave him a tight hug, "Look after your mother, OK?"
"Otay"
"C'mon Baby," I said as Brock handed him over, "We get to go see Anna" I gave Brock a final kiss before we got on the plane and headed to what could be a disaster or a victory