Chapter 38
Tris P.O.V
A delicious smell hits my noise, forcing me to open my eyes and want to get out of bed. I take note that Abigail isn't in her crib, and I hear a soft tone of music coming from the living area. I make my way out of the the big and comfortable bed, and head out of the cracked open door. To my surprise when I peek out first I see the most handsome man standing in the kitchen, facing the stove. I see Four bouncing slowly side to side. I cover my mouth with my hand in hopes to muffle the laugh that threatens to escape. But the sudden burst out, Four does sends me over the top.
"Oh! I want to dance with somebody
I want to feel the heat with somebody
Yeah! I want to dance with somebody
With somebody who loves me
Oh! I want to dance with somebody
I want to feel the heat with somebody
Yeah! I want to dance with somebody
With somebody who loves me"
Suddenly I was on the floor unable to control the laughter that escaped my mouth, but that didn't stop him. He was adsorb to notice my presence.
"Somebody who, somebody who
Somebody who loves me
Somebody who, somebody who
To hold me in his arms
I need a man who'll take a chance
On a love that burns hot enough to last
So when the night falls
My lonely heart calls"
Then I see Four turning around still wiggling side to side singing along to the music... I slowly decide to stand up but still laughing. Needing to wipe the moisture from my eyes as they fall to the floor. As he plates he finally takes notice to my presence and my uncontrollable laughter. His cheeks turn instantly red, and he stops singing and wiggling.
"Um.. I was just about to come and.. uh... wake you. How long were you watching?" He ask clearly embarrassed at being caught.
"Enough to see you wiggling your ass!" I say doing a poor intimation to his moves. Wow his cheeks turn even redder. Didn't think that was possible.
"Yea, I didn't know you were... I mean I thought you were... Did I say good morning!" He says smiling from his embarrassment.
"Good morning!" I say matching his smile.
"Hope you are hungry." He says plating sliding eggs from a skillet.
"I'm starving, smells good." I say taking a deep breath through my noise.
"Well then eat up! Hana taught me a few recipes so I'm confident you'll love it.
I take a glance at my plate that he places in front of me, I have to say I'm impressed. Scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns, and a fruit salad. He slides a mug filled with coffee, thankful for the caffeine. I glance up at Four, he is still smiling. The smile of genuine love. I pick up my fork and before I can take a bite...
"You know, a girl can get use to this" I say wanting to tease him.
"For you... I'll be more then happy to make breakfast every morning. Especially if I get a smile like that back." He says plating his own portion of food.
"Where's Abigail?" I ask.
"In the portable crib. I wanted to give you little break. I know she must have been up a few times last night, I was serious about the bump thing. Not fair for you to wake up multiple times a night. You need your rest, you are still healing." He says taking big gulp of his coffee.
Thought of Four, how kind he is, how loving he is, how he would make such a wonderful husband and father one day.
"So how about I clean up, and you can take a nice shower, and get ready." He says. I notice he is almost close to be done.
"Sounds good." I say taking my last bite. "Thank you for breakfasts." Standing up and taking a quick glance at Abigail before heading back to my room.
It doesn't take me long to shower, but finding something to wear... Now that is a mission. I opened the closet and notice that the cloths that are hanging are not Dauntless cloths. Blue, black, white jeans, colored and patterned shirts, a few skirts and dresses. I pick out blue jeans, and a dark blue maternity top, followed by sneakers. When I retrieved the shoes I notice that the box that held the stroller were no longer in the closet. Four must have taken it out while I slept.
"Hey, Tris sorry but Abigail seems to be hungry. Well you know my nipples wont work for this situation."I hear Four calling out from the living room. I can't help but find the humor in his words. I imagine walking in on Four, all muscular and tough feeding our 5 pound newborn.
When I enter the living room, sure enough I Four cradling our daughter shushing her, trying to comfort her. When he turns to see me, I see the smile of relief come across his face.
"I... um... already changed her diaper and her dress." He says looking at me. "You look great!"
I quickly thank him, and take Abigail from him. She looks so fussy, and hungry. Such a good eater. I take a seat on the couch and arrange some pillows for comfort. I then release a breast and allow her to find the nipple and start to nurse. Just then I realize how exposed we are and nothing to cover up with. I glance up and see Four staring at us, his expression is a mix of embarrassment and awe.
"Um.. would you please, get a baby blanket for me. I forget to get one." I say tearing him from whatever thought he was just thinking. My cheeks taking their turn to blush.
"Of course, sorry." He says turning towards the room. When he returns, he has the blanket already open and ready to drape over us.
"Thank you.. umm.." I start to say but he interrupts me.
"Tris, it's ok. It's just you and me here, and I have already seen." He says waving his hands in a circle.
I burst out laughing almost scaring the little Angel in my arms. "I'll just go finish packing, and then take things to the car. Take your time."
I watch him with a picnic basket that is sitting on the counter top, he loads drinks, sandwiches, and containers. He continues his work, grabbing the basket, another bag, along with a blanket. I see by the door he has built the stroller, and packed up the portable crib.
"Wow are we ever coming back again?" I ask in a joking matter.
"Just being prepared. Hana says with kids, more is always best." He says matter of factually. "Ill be back, going to take these things to the truck." Just like that I was alone with my daughter for the first time in more then eleven days.
"Your Daddy might be going out of his mind. But he sure loves you." I say softly to my little Angel. I lift her burping her, and then placing her on my other nipple. By the time Four is back, she has fallen asleep. He gently takes her from me and straps her into her little car carrier.
"So are you going to tell me where you are taking us to?" I ask curiosity starting to get the better of me.
"I thought I would take you back to the start." Four says placing a hand on my lower back guiding me out the door
I hope you all enjoyed this Chapter.. wanted to have little fun for the characters :) happy reading!
The song is Whitney Houston- I wanna dance with somebody-