Hope everyone had a nice weekend… although I wish it wasn't over. Anyway, here's something to hopefully make your Sunday night a little bit better.
Just an FYI, I didn't proofread this one as much as I normally do, so let me know if I need to go over it again and fix anything.
Also, this chapter has a T rating.
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Sam blows out a breath as he turns his car off and unbuckles his seatbelt. It's been a long day and all he wants to do is see his family. He's home much later than he should be, but he's hoping the girls are still up, so he can at least see them for a few minutes before bed.
He quickly gets out of his truck and makes his way up the front steps, but when he opens the door, he lets out a sigh. It's way too quiet in the house and there aren't two little girls running and jumping into his arms like there usually is when he comes home on Wednesday nights.
He throws his duffle bag down by the door and toes his shoes off before making his way through the kitchen and into the family room. Nope, nobody is down here.
So, he goes up the stairs in the hopes that maybe he'll catch the end of bedtime stories, but then he hears some giggling coming from the bathroom and a smile sweeps across his face.
He walks down the hallway and leans against the bathroom doorframe as he watches Andy giving his daughters a bath. His wife is working shampoo into Mya's hair while Mya sculpts silly shapes into Lucy's shampooed curls, causing the little girl to giggle in that adorable way that she does.
This is why the tough days don't get to him like they did earlier in his career. Because he gets to come home to this.
"Daddy!" Mya exclaims when she sees him standing in the doorway.
"Hi sweetheart," he says as he walks into the bathroom, kneels beside his wife and places a hand on the small of her back.
"Hey," she says as she turns to smile at him.
"Hey," he responds before he leans in to give her a quick kiss.
"Dada, look!" Lucy grins as she points to her head.
"Wow, look at you," he beams at his daughter, whose hair is sticking straight up.
"Daddy, can you do our bedtime stories tonight?" Mya requests with a smile.
"Of course," he replies.
"How many?" She wonders.
"Hmm… one?" He suggests with a teasing smile.
"No, ten," she counters with a giggle.
"Two?" He proposes.
"Five," she decides.
"How about three?" He compromises.
"Four?" she offers with a big smile, purposefully flaunting her dimples.
"Okay. Four," he agrees with a chuckle.
Mya's smile widens, thinking she's won their frequent bedtime story argument. Meanwhile, Andy is laughing at her husband, while washing the last of the shampoo out of Lucy's hair.
"Okay, all done," Andy tells her daughter, whose got her eyes closed really tight. "Your turn, kid," she tells Mya with a loving smile.
"Lucy, we get four stories tonight!" Mya excitedly tells her sister, who is just opening her eyes. At the same time, Mya is closing hers and tilting her head back so Andy can rinse her hair.
"Moon!" Lucy exclaims with a grin.
"You wanna read Goodnight Moon, Luce?" Sam asks he picks his daughter out of the tub and wraps her in a towel.
"Ya!" She confirms with several nods.
"Okay," he says with a laugh as he dries her off. "Let's go get dressed and we'll read stories in Mommy and Daddy's room, okay?" He suggests as he stands up.
"Kay," Lucy agrees before Sam scoops her up, still wrapped in her towel. He carries her to her room and then places her down on the floor, in front of her dresser.
"What PJs do we want tonight?" He questions as he opens her dresser and pulls out a couple pairs.
"Hm…" she thinks as she looks at the three pairs he chose. Sam holds in a laugh as he watches her decide. She's always been very particular about what she wears. Andy doesn't even try to choose her outfits for her anymore because she always wants something else. "Those!" She announces as she points to the white pajama set with sparkly snowflakes all over them.
"Good choice," he tells her before he places the other two sets back in her dresser. Then, Sam dries her off a bit more with her towel, picks her up and puts her on the changing table. He expertly puts on her diaper and then places her back down on the ground to get her dressed.
"Snow," Lucy declares as he pulls her pajama pants up over her diaper.
"Yeah, those are snowflakes, Luce. Good job," he tells her with a smile.
"Snow…fakes?" She questions with an adorable tilt of her head.
"Yeah, snowflakes," he confirms as he puts her shirt on and pulls it into place. Once he's done, Lucy smiles and turns around to look at herself in the mirror.
"Pretty," she says with a big grin as she stares at her reflection.
"Very pretty," he confirms before he places a kiss on her forehead.
"Stories!" She declares as she lifts her hand in the air so her dad will take it.
"Okay, let's go read our stories," he agrees before he grabs her hand and starts to lead her towards her bedroom door.
"Bunny!" She reminds him as she suddenly puts on the brakes.
Sam looks down at his daughter and laughs. "Okay, go get Bunny," he tells her.
She releases his hand and waddles across her room to pull her stuffed pink bunny off the chair in the corner. Moments later, she's holding onto Sam's hand again and the two of them are walking into Mya's room, where Mya and Andy are perusing her bookshelves.
"Stories!" Lucy exclaims as she lets go of Sam's hand and runs over to her mother.
Andy smiles and laughs at her daughter as she scoops her up and gives her a kiss. "You ready for your bedtime stories, Luce?" She asks.
"Yeah!" She replies, eagerly nodding and hugging her bunny to her chest.
"Okay, let's get Goodnight Moon," Andy says as she pulls the book off the bookshelf and hands it to her daughter. "You get to pick one more," she tells her. "Which one?" She asks.
"Mmm… Appy!" she says as she points to the book sitting at the top of Mya's bookshelf.
"Okay, Lucy wants to read Goodnight Moon and Happy Egg," Andy announces as she grabs the other book.
"Did you pick yours, sweetheart?" Sam asks Mya as he places a hand in between her shoulder blades.
"Yeah, I want these two," she tells him as she holds out the books for him to see.
"Okay, let's go get into bed and I'll read them to you," he tells her as he takes the books and her hand and leads his family in the master bedroom.
Minutes later, everyone is all settled under the covers with Mya on Sam's left, Lucy on Sam's right and Andy lying next to Lucy.
"Okay, everybody ready?" He asks.
"Yep!"
"Okay, which one first?" He asks.
"We can read one of Lucy's first," Mya agrees.
Sam looks over at his daughter with an affectionate smile and pulls her closer so he can get a kiss on her forehead. "Thanks, sweetheart," he tells her quietly, causing her to smile up at him.
"You say thank you to your sister, Lucy," Andy tells her little girl.
"Fank you," Lucy tells Mya.
"You're welcome," Mya replies.
"Okay Luce, which one do you want to read first?" Sam asks as he turns towards her.
"Moon!" Lucy declares as she hands her dad the book.
"Okay, let's see…" Sam says as he flips the book open to the first page, while his daughters get comfortable and snuggle up beside him. "In a great green room…" he begins to read.
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Less than ten minutes later, Sam is not even halfway through one of Mya's books, The Day the Crayons Quit. "Dear Duncan, alright listen, I love that I'm your favorite crayon for dragons, grapes and wizard hats, but it makes me so crazy that so much of my gorgeous color ends up outside the lines…" Sam reads.
"Sam," Andy whispers when he stops to take a breath.
He turns to look at his wife, who is gesturing for him to look at the girls. He glances down at them and smiles at their sleeping faces.
"That must be a record," he says softly.
"Well, it's exhausting playing all day," she teases.
"Oh I'll bet," he agrees with a smirk. "You take Lucy and I'll take Mya?" He suggests.
"Yeah," she agrees before she gets out of bed and then scoops up the sleeping eighteen month old.
Sam maneuvers around in the bed, so he can pick up Mya and carry her to bed.
"Daddy, I'm not tired," she whines, the second he lifts her up. The thing is, she still hasn't even opened her eyes.
Sam holds in a laugh as he rolls his eyes at his daughter. Every night she says the same thing.
"I know, but it's bedtime," he tells her as he rubs her back.
"You promised four stories," she complains, as her eyes remain closed.
"I'll read you the rest in the morning when you wake up," he assures her.
"Okay," she agrees, in between a yawn.
Seconds later, he's walking through her bedroom door and sliding her under the covers. "Goodnight Mya, love you," he tells her before he leans in and kisses her forehead.
"Love you, Daddy," she replies in that sleepy voice of hers that he loves.
Sam smiles and watches her drift off to sleep within seconds before he walks out of her bedroom door and shuts it behind him. He turns to see that Lucy's door is already shut, so he quickly makes his way back towards his room, where he assumes that Andy is waiting for him.
When he walks through the threshold, he sees his wife already lying on their bed in one of his shirts.
"Hey," she says with a smile as he walks into the room.
"Hey," he replies as he starts to unbuckle his belt and step out of his jeans.
"How was your shift?" She questions as she watches him unbutton his shirt, so he's just wearing a t-shirt and boxers.
He crawls onto the bed, straddles her lap and leans in close. "Shitty," he replies before he tips her chin up so he can get his lips on hers. She quickly wraps her arms around his neck and runs her fingers through the hair on the back of his head while her tongue chases his.
About a minute later, he's pulling away with a smile, still hovering over. She's just about to say something, but then he leans back down and starts to kiss her neck. So instead, she tilts her head to the side to give him more access as his hands slip under her shirt and up her sides.
"Sam, we just put the kids to bed. We gotta wait at least ten minutes," she reminds him, well aware what he's angling for here.
"You'll just have to be quiet," he says as he briefly lifts his lips from her neck.
"You know I'm not good at that," she giggles.
"Hmm… that's true, you aren't," he smirks against her skin.
"Well, it's not my fault you're so good at sex," she flirts as her hands explore his back.
"Oh sorry," he says, sarcastically.
"Don't be… just wait ten minutes," she replies with a smile.
"Mya was out the second she hit the pillow and I'm guessing Lucy didn't even wake up when you carried her to bed," Sam argues.
"I know, but still… just give it five minutes, at least," she counters.
"Fine," he grumbles before pulling away from her neck. She chuckles and flashes an amused smile before her hands start to roam his chest.
"Uh uh, if I have to wait five minutes then so do you," he tells her as he grabs her wrist to stop her exploration.
Andy sticks out her bottom lip and pouts. "I didn't say we had to stop everything," she argues. "We can still do some stuff… just not loud stuff," she explains with a grin.
"Hmm… I guess I can work with that," he agrees with a smirk before he releases her wrist. Next, he immediately pulls his t-shirt over his head, so Andy can get her hands on him. Then, he grabs the hem of the shirt she's wearing and starts to slowly pull it up her body. "Do you know how sexy you are when you're wearing nothing but my shirt?" He asks as he exposes her stomach and then her breasts. "It does things to me," he tells her, seductively.
"Yeah, I've think you've mentioned that," she chuckles before she lifts her arms and allows him to pull the shirt over her head.
Once his shirt is lying on their bedroom floor, his hands start to enthusiastically explore her body. Five years of marriage and his breath still gets caught in his throat when he sees her like this.
Soon, his hands are sliding down her waist as he leans in and places several kisses on the tops of her breasts while her fingers run through his hair. At some points, he eventually lifts his head and kisses her, starting off slow but then allowing things to gradually heat up. Once they're both running low on oxygen, Sam pulls away and gazes down at his wife with a smile, simply drinking her in and thinking about how beautiful she is.
Andy is beaming up at him and running her fingers through his hair while seemingly pondering something as well. Sam pushes a lock of her hair behind her ear and watches her, just waiting for her to speak.
"We have a good life, don't we?" She asks him, a moment later.
He smiles down at her and strokes her cheek with his thumb. "Yeah, we do," he agrees with a nod. "Really good," he adds. And it's true, the life he has with her… it's so much better than anything he ever could've imagined or hoped for. He honestly can't even remember the days when he was just content with undercover work and casual dating. What he has now… he wouldn't trade it for anything.
"I'm really glad I married you," she tells him.
He lets out a laugh. "Yeah, me too," he agrees. God, he can't even think about what his life would be if she hadn't. He doesn't even want to let himself go there.
"I just… I love you, you know?" She says.
"I know," he assures her with a smile. "I love you, too," he tells her.
She smiles up at him and leans in for a chaste kiss before pulling back and resting her head on her pillow. "And those girls… I mean, could they be any more adorable?" She muses.
"I'm not sure how," he replies with a smirk.
Her smile widens as her hand slides down her body and lands on her stomach. "Can you imagine what it's gonna be like when we have three kids running around?" She asks as her fingers trace her barely noticeable baby bump.
"Probably crazy," he replies with a chuckle before he leans down and brushes his nose against hers. "Can't wait," he promises.
"Me either," she agrees before she tips her chin and meets his lips in a kiss.
After several seconds, Sam pulls away and glances over at the alarm clock on their nightstand. "Well, time's up, wife," he points out in that teasing tone that she loves.
"Hmm… you're right," she agrees with a seductive smile as her hand slides down his torso. "And I promise your patience will be rewarded," she smirks.
"Oh yeah?" He questions with a laugh.
"Definitely," she says with a nod before she pulls him in for an all-consuming kiss while her hand travels further down his body.
Yeah, their life is way more than good.
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Well, hope you enjoyed some of that Swarek family fluff.
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