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Chapter 29

Tobias' POV

Moving Forward

It's been an interesting past month to say the least. Tris and I are still finding our footing when it comes to this new world of parenting.

Tris and I have yet to talk about the kiss that we shared on Thanksgiving. I suspect it's something that she wants to put off for a little while longer. "Where do we go from here?" That's the question. The fear that we both might not be on the same page. Which I understand. So, I haven't brought the kiss up. Not wanting to rock the boat for all intended purposes.

She did however finally agree that living under one roof would have its perks. Outweighing the good with the bad, we put our names on a three-bedroom apartment waiting list. The receptionist in housing assured us that something would come up available at the first of the year, as many families are moving around and adjusting to their family size.

For now, we are happily co-parenting in Tris' apartment. I still have my apartment, however, I'm rarely there. I have this growing need to be near Tris and Sofie when I'm not working. Wanting, no, needing, not to miss a minute of Sofie's life.

It was hard for me to return to work a week after Sofie was born. I didn't want to leave her side, afraid of anything I would miss. But knowing that she was with Tris, her mother, comforted me. I knew that with her, she was safe and loved.

Tris on the other hand, is having her doubts about going back to work. I don't blame her, not one little bit. She is set to go back in less than two weeks. Needless to say, she was in tears the last time we spoke about it.

"Four, what if I have to leave for a meeting in another faction? Those meetings can take days." She had mentioned with tears streaming down her face, Sofie stopped nursing confused about why her mother was so upset. Tris took a deep breath, calming herself for the sake of the baby.

"Tris, we will figure this out…" I try to ensure her. "Maybe Sofie and I can come with you. I'm sure your parents won't mind having Sofia there when you go to Abnega…" I stop myself short. Knowing damn well that I wouldn't want Sofie in that faction in the first place. I want her nowhere near that monster of a father of mine. I don't want him to even ever know about her. I won't let him get his filthy hands on my daughter... If it's the last thing I do.

"Four." Tris begins, we've had this discussion before. Tris promises to protect our daughter if and when she goes to Abnegation. Mentioning that she will make sure that her parents know to keep Marcus away when she is visiting. But she doesn't know Marcus how I know him, how determined he is when he wants something. There will be no mountain or valley that will stop him. I can't blame her; she doesn't know that side of my father other than what she has seen in my fear landscapes. But that's next week's problem, for now we will just focus on what counts the most…Us.

I lean in, kissing my nursing daughter's head. Before straightening back up and kissing Tris' forehead. I admit this move was extremely awkward at first. The baby always needs to be nursing when it's time for me to go to work. I refuse to leave without kissing her little head and telling her Daddy loves her and will miss her. So it was something that Tris and I had to get used to and just deal with it. Our daughter is nursing off of her, while I lean in and kiss her little head, inches away from Tris' naked breasts. Something that I always hoped to get to see and now I get to in a nonsexual way. Although she does have amazing breasts, I have to admit. To make things more awkward for us… I kiss Tris on her forehead on the same spot as our daughters. It has become a daily routine for the both of us.

Although that is the least awkward moment Tris, and I have both been through in the past month.

Flashback

My right footsteps onto the cold tile sending shivers up my leg and into my groin. I struggle to reach for the towel as shivers rush through me. I make a mental note to have heated tiles in our new place when we move. I can't imagine Sofie's little feet hitting the very cold tile just like I just did. She would freeze. I begin to wipe the towel over my face then my hair, and with both my arms I wiggle the towel back and forth getting the wet spots on my back… the bathroom door swings open. I rush quickly to cover myself but fail as I drop the towel entirely on the floor. I scramble to get the shower curtain to cover myself as fast as I can.

"Oh my God, Four." Tris yells out. "I'm so sorry." She quickly continues. She mutters how she was needing to go to the bathroom badly and didn't realize I was home. I, on the other hand, apologize, trying to take full responsibility, seeing that I didn't bother to lock the door.

I swear I saw her do a double take with her cheeks all red before closing the door. Of course, the male ego in me wondered if she liked what she saw before I continued to dry myself off and get ready.

One thing for sure we both need our own bathrooms in our new place.

Flashback ends

Before I leave for work, I always turn back around with the door open, I smile back at Tris and the baby. Wishing them well before I finally leave, locking the door behind me. At first it was a very hard thing to do, leaving. I had to talk my way through every move. Now open the door, Tobias. Now, close the door, Tobias. Now lock the door, Tobias. I found that, at least, at first, it helped talking myself through the motions. Reminding myself that although Tris and I have this new life… We are still Tobias and Tris.

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