"Emily?"

The brunette looked up from her position at the other end of the couch; Since she started bedrest, Keely insisted on giving her foot rubs and chatting aimlessly about everything she could think of. Emily allowed it because she could sense that something bigger was going on with the preteen. "What's up Kee?" Keely worried her bottom lip, "Can you tell me about your son?" Emily sat up on the couch and Keely immediately thought that she overstepped. "I'm so sorry Emily, just forget that I asked." Emily grabbed her hand to stop the rambling, "It's okay. I was just getting comfortable. What do you want to know?"

Keely let out a sigh of relief, "Whatever you want to tell me." Emily gave her a small smile and said, "He was perfect…at least to me. He was super active when I was pregnant—moving constantly. He always made me crave cereal, even at the most inconvenient times. My water broke in the middle of a homecoming parade for Ricky's high school. My little party animal was ready to live it up with the rest of us. I was only in labor for like 5 hours. He was big, so I did get torn a little." The look of disgust on Keely's face made her laugh.

"Hey, it's a normal part of childbirth. Anyways, he laughed at everything. Even when he was hungry. He never cried, which freaked me out most of the time. My mom reassured me that I was lucky to have a baby that didn't cry. If he needed to be changed, he laughed; if he was sick, he laughed. It was the cutest and weirdest thing ever. He had my eyes and eyelashes but everything else from his dad. If he ever thought that someone was sad, he looked at you and said 'don't have sad eyes' right before he gave you the biggest hug ever. If you ever cried in front of him, then he would hold your face and kiss your forehead until you stopped." Emily paused for a moment before she laughed, "He had this thing about germs. He ran away from anybody that he thought was sick or spreading germs. At one point, we even bought him gloves to wear whenever he wanted. If you've seen the TV show Monk—that was him in miniature form." She and Keely shared a laugh. Keely smiled shyly at Emily, "He sounds like he was amazing. I wish that I was able to meet him."

Emily stood up from the couch and got something out of the trophy/picture room of the house. She returned with a chrome looking baseball, which confused Keely. Emily explained, "His favorite sport was baseball. This is his urn with his remains. Ricky's are in the chrome football. Whenever you want to talk to Aiden, you can. I'm completely okay with it. I've been talking to the both of them a lot since I started dating your dad, moved here, and when I found out I was pregnant. It won't bother me if you talk to them." Keely smiled warmly at Emily. She asked, "Did you ever want more kids after losing him?"

Emily shook her head with a half-smile, "I didn't want another anything with anybody…until I met your dad. He is so different from Ricky; he challenges me in a way that Ricky didn't. Until 2 years ago, my heart died with them. Your dad being patient with me and showing me that it was okay to fall in love again, revived my heart. You, Keely…you helped me accept that it was okay to love another child as my own. I always knew that you were a package with your dad and it surprisingly didn't scare me. The both of you brought me back to life. You are going to be an amazing big sister." Emily hugged Keely tightly and handed her Aiden's urn.

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Andrew's day was long and oh so draining. He was just ready to get home to his 3 favorite girls. He walked into the house instantly feeling at ease. There have been many occasions where he'd walked in on Emily and Keely bonding, and tonight was no different. They were in the master bedroom on the bed as Keely instructed Emily on how to do her hair. Celine Dion's new album Courage was playing in the background. He stood there quietly as Keely gave Emily step-by-step instructions. He laughed to himself when Keely said, "This is the struggle of black hair. Every curl pattern is different, so you have to train it to cooperate." Emily was being an excellent student and nailing Keely's instructions. Keely started to quiz her, "When do you detangle?" Emily responded, "It's easier under running water. If not, then you um use a water bottle and section off the hair."

"Gold star for Emily." Emily congratulated herself with claps and giggles. When the song Falling in Love Again started playing, Emily finally looked up to see Andrew leaned against the door frame. Emily smiled and paused the music, causing Keely to look up. "Hey dad." "Hey monkey. Teaching Emily some new skills?" "Yep. My little sister—ahem—Kiara is going to have some wild hair. That mane will need to be maintained from the very start." Emily and Andrew both laughed at Keely naming her sister, yet again. Emily looked at the clock on the nightstand, "The taquitos should be ready in another 20 minutes, go freshen up Kee." Keely left the room after kissing her dad on the cheek.

Emily held out her hand to Andrew; he walked the few steps and allowed her to pull him to the edge of the bed. She turned the music back on and restarted the same song. Once Andrew sat between her legs, she started to massage his shoulders through his suit jacket. He hummed in appreciation and let his eyes slowly close as he listened to each word of the song

I had run out of hope

Reached the end of the road

Hit the rocks at the bottom with no farther to go

But just when I thought I was destined to end up all alone

You showed me there's more to this life

I can't believe I'm falling in love once again

I can't believe I'm falling in love, but I am

I never thought that I would be strong enough to move on

No, this wasn't part of the plan

I can't believe I'm falling in love

But I'm falling in love once again

When you take my hand, you hold my heart

And I know everything will be alright

When you touch me there, I feel it everywhere

I'm loving things I never thought I would like

If Andrew had been paying attention to Emily, then he would've noticed that she had devested him of his jacket and tie. Goosebumps raised all over his skin when she placed a soft kiss at the base of his neck, "If one song gets you that distracted, then maybe it should be our song." Andrew turned his head slightly and just stared at the beauty in front of him. Emily blushed and said, "Thank you for teaching me to love again."

Andrew returned the smile, "My pleasure." He leaned up for a kiss that she eagerly returned. They got lost in the kiss when Keely called out to them that dinner was ready. Emily moaned in frustration; for the past two days, she's feigned for sex with Andrew every waking moment of the day. She bit his lip, "Don't we have time for a quickie?" Andrew chuckled and shook his head no. When he looked at her again, Emily had a devious smile that he couldn't place. Dinner was running smoothly; Keely was talking almost nonstop about something that happened at school. Emily took that opportunity to take Andrew's free hand, under the table, and place it on her upper inner thigh. He heard his breath hitch and smirked to herself. Emily was actually surprised when she felt his fingers trailing up her thigh until they reached her core. She had to bite back a moan as two of his long fingers slowly pumped into her. She needed a distraction as her climax started to bubble up, so she asked Keely, "What happened at practice when you asked your coach to play a different position?" That question alone sent Keely into another 20-minute conversation that let Andrew finger Emily to a leg-shaking orgasm. Part of Emily felt horrible; the other part was relieved that she'd finally gotten an orgasm that day…even if it was in the middle of dinner. Keely was more aware than they thought; however, she didn't need to be mentally scarred any further, so she didn't say anything.

Emily ran Andrew a steaming hot bath and lit a few spearmint and eucalyptus candles. Emily hadn't been this domestic with anyone since Ricky. It was a foreign and new feeling all at the same time. She loved this man so much and it finally stopped scaring her. Emily called out, "Drew? Come here for a second." Emily smiled shyly when he walked into the bathroom in only his boxers. He looked at her, "Is this all for me?" Emily nodded and stood up. She pulled him towards her and stepped up on her toes to kiss him on the forehead.

She pulled down his boxers, "I can tell that you had a stressful day, so I'm here to help. I ran you this amazing bath with candles and I was just about to turn on some music." Emily knew that he needed to relax, but it was so hard to ignore his growing arousal. He kissed the top of her head, amazed at how long she let her hair grow out, and said in a hushed tone, "The only thing that would make this bath better and improve my night is if you join me." Emily never broke eye contact as he took off her dress and caressed every inch of her body. He pulled away to get into the bath and looked her up and down. Emily started to feel self-conscious about her pregnancy body. Andrew caught on immediately, "Don't hide from me. I love your body before, during, and most definitely after our little girl makes her appearance. I love how you let your hair grow out—you're my badass Rapunzel. I love how much fuller your breasts have gotten, even though they're off-limits to me these days. I love how round and amazingly beautiful your belly is. I love being able to see her move. I love how you've gotten a little more junk in the trunk. I just love you….I adore the hell out of you woman. Now get in the tub so that I can hold both of my babies." Emily wiped away a stray tear and climbed into the tub.

Emily rested against his chest as he pinned her hair up and said, "Of course you love my junk in the trunk." Andrew decided to tease her with something he heard Tara joke with her about, "You know they say once you go black, you don't go back." Emily let out a loud laugh, "Well, I went Andrew. What do they say about that?" Andrew felt his heart burst, "They say that you are a keeper."