Hello my lovelies, again I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in a while. Real life catches up sometimes, I've been having a pretty tough time recently and it's been difficult to get my creative juices flowing. But I received a lovely Pm today which really made me smile and gave me that bit of motivation I was missing to write more chapters! The wedding chapters are in the works and will hopefully be appearing very soon! A huge thank you to TrishAnu and I love you all very much, hope you enjoy this chapter xxx
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Molly loved spending time with her little family...
Charles stirred as sunlight crept in through the crack in the curtains of their bedroom window. He stretched his body out with a big yawn and then pulled the warm figure of Molly tightly into his embrace.
"Good morning gorgeous." He whispered into the semi darkness of the room. Molly, who had been sleeping before Charles awoke her just hummed in reply before stretching herself and slowly opening her eyes.
"Mornin'." She mumbled, snuggling further into Charles'. She took her right hand and began tracing gentle patterns on the exposed parts of his chest and stomach, her hand gradually travelling lower and lower. Charles grabbed hold of her wrist and looked at her with a spark in his eyes.
"Careful there Miss Dawes, you don't want to go starting something you aren't going to finish!" he whispered.
Molly just gave him an evil grin in response, before sliding her body further down the bed and then putting the duvet over her head. Unfortunately for Charles at that particular moment their bedroom door flew open and Sam came running in with the cat in his arms.
"Dad! Molly! Luna wanted to say good morning!!" the small child exclaimed before stopping to look at Molly, who's head was just peeping up from under the duvet. "Molly, why are you hiding under the duvet?" he asked tilting his head to one side with a confused expression on his face.
Molly blushed from head to toe and pulled herself back up the bed so she was sat up next to Charles again.
"I was... Erm..." Molly began to stammer.
Charles laughed at his fiancée for a second or two, before taking pity on her.
"She was just checking to see if my leg was OK. You know how good a medic our Molly is! I'm definitely going to have her finish my check up later!" he added with a wink in Molly's direction.
Sam, convinced by his father's explanation climbed into bed between Charles and Molly and rested his head on Molly's chest. Luna walked up from the foot of the bed where Sam had put her down, sat herself on Charles and began to purr.
"So team, what are we going to do today?" Charles asked.
"Pyjama day!" Sam exclaimed
"What an excellent idea!" Molly replied "You and I can go downstairs and organise some breakfast whilst your dad has a shower, then after breakfast we can make a pillow fort in the living room!"
"Can we have pancakes for breakfast?" Sam asked
"Well of course!" Molly replied "Now dad you'd better go and shower whilst Sammy and I make the best breakfast you've ever tasted!" she added referring to Charles.
"I guess that was my hint to get up and move." Charles said as he got up and out of bed and walked towards the ensuite bathroom. Luna glared over at him as he disturbed her with his movement and walked over the bed to sit by Sam and Molly. Sam stroked the small cat as he curled himself up, closer to Molly.
"I love you Molly. My friend at school told me that all step mums were wicked. But I told him that I had a step mummy and she was the best."
Molly grinned and kissed Sam on the top of his head.
"I love you too Sammy. I'm glad you don't think I'm wicked." She replied
"But Molly." Sam said with an air of uncertainty to his voice "My friend at school also told me that his mummy ate a baby so she has got one in her tummy now and he's going to get a sister soon. Are you going to eat a baby so I get a sister?" he asked.
Molly giggled slightly to herself.
"I don't know yet my lovely. Would you be happy if we did have a new baby?" she asked him gently.
Sam thought about this question for a few minutes.
"A little baby would be ok I suppose. I liked Harper when she visited with Uncle Hugh and Auntie Alice. I think I want a baby sister or brother, can I Molly?"
Molly smiled and pulled Sam even closer into her embrace.
"I hope so mate, if I ever do decide to eat a baby you'll be the first person I will tell I promise. Now come on you, we'd better get down and get breakfast ready!"
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Pyjama day was a big success. It involved pancakes with lots of chocolate syrup, and pillow forts, and more disney films then Charles cared to think about but everyone had a nice and relaxed day. By the time the evening came, Sam was fast asleep on Molly's knee and Charles was on the sofa curled up with his two favourite people in the whole world.
"You know," Molly said as they watched the television together. Saturday night was always Strictly Come Dancing night in their household. "Sam told me this morning it would be ok if I ate a baby and gave him a younger sibling."
"Huh?!" Charles asked, confused.
"One of his friends at school is having a baby sister soon. Sammy thinks his mum ate a baby." She added with a giggle "but the important thing here I guess is that Sammy told me it would be ok if I had a baby. Is that something that would be ok for you too?" she asked apprehensively.
"Molly. I would love to have a baby with you." Charles replied. "You are the perfect step mum to Sam. I know you're going to be an amazing mum to your own children one day."
Molly grinned and leant over to kiss Charles.
"Ewww dad stop kissing Molly." Sam mumbled sleepily.
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A new chapter is done yaaaay! Hope it was worth the wait, hoping to have another one up tomorrow! See you soon, Em xxx