They both heard the crying over the baby monitor.
"Your turn," Summer groaned as she rolled over and faced Sasha.
Sasha kissed her once on the forehead before climbing out of bed. "Anything for you, dear," he said sleepily as he disappeared down the hall.
Summer listened to her son screaming at the top of his lungs. She was convinced that particular trait came from his father. She heard Sasha come in to the light blue room and she smiled at the sound of his voice attempting to calm their son.
"Hey, little man," Sasha said softly. "What's wrong? Come here."
By the soft shuffling noise over the monitor, Summer knew that Sasha had picked him up and now held him in his arms.
"Why so sad, little buddy?" Sasha whispered. "Shh. It's okay. There's no reason to be sad. I promise."
Summer took the baby monitor in her hands. She loved how gentle and calming Sasha always was outside of the gym. She knew he was hoping for a girl, but Summer was so happy to have a little boy and Sasha loved him more than Summer ever thought possible.
"We're going to have a talk real quick, okay? Man to man." The crying had stopped. Summer now just heard an occasional whimper. "As the two men of the house, we have a very important job to do. Do you know what that is? It's to protect the girls here. Right now we only have your mama, but I hope someday you're going to have a little sister and you'll get to be a big brother."
Summer smiled as she listened. She almost felt as though she was intruding on this private moment. But his voice was too intriguing. Too inviting. She couldn't stop listen.
"Now here's what is so special about your mama. She is so strong and so brave. She doesn't need us to take care of her and protect her because she can do it all by herself. But we love her too much to let her do that. So here's what we're going to do. We're going to go say goodnight to her, and then we're going to get some sleep. Does that sound like a good plan? Give me a kiss, little man."
Summer quickly wiped away her tears as she heard footsteps coming down the hall. When Sasha came into the room, holding their son in his arms, Summer looked up at them.
Sasha saw the baby monitor in her hands and he shook his head. "Cheater," he whispered, walking toward her.
Summer shrugged, holding her arms out. Sasha handed her their son and then lifted Summer into his arms, setting her down in his lap as he sat back down on the bed. Summer leaned back against him, closed her eyes, and whispered, "My two favorite guys."