Added: Jun 26, 2009

From: Shay081793

Duration: 1:11

Sorry it's out so dang late... Stupid tutor/one hour rule.. ------------------ Summer’s POV. I contemplate whether or not I should pick him up. I’m afraid I’ll wake him… I sit down in a big white rocking chair that has a perfect view of my baby boy. I watch him sleep with moist eyes. I start to sway back and forth slowly. The door opens silently and I turn my head. My husband – oh how I love saying that – smiles at me. His muscled form the focus of my attention. He’s wearing only a pair of boxers… “Hey,” I whisper. My voice cracks on just this one simple word. “Good morning, darling,” Nick whispers. I smile but a tear rolls down my cheek. “Summer, what’s wrong?” Nick asks immediately, worry layering his every word. I smile again. “I love you, is all. They’re happy tears…” I tell him soothingly. Nick closes the distance between us in three quick, but quiet, strides. I get up and sit back down on his lap. “I knew I’d find you here…” Nick whispers in my ear. “Am I that predictable?” I giggle softly. “No… I just know you well… Plus, our little guy has a strong, magnetic pull on the both of us…” Nick breathes in my ear. It tickles and I giggle. “You know what else has an amazing pull on me?” I whisper seductively. I trace the toned planes of his chest with my fingertips lightly. He shivers involuntarily. “I think I have an idea…” Nick chuckles softly. I take Nick’s hand in mine. His left hand looks different… Strange. I realize it’s because his purity ring is gone. It has been replaced by a wedding band. I study my own hand. The most beautiful diamond engagement and wedding rings are on my left ring finger. The diamond sparkles brilliantly in the light. I smile as fresh tears come to my eyes. “The rings are beautiful…” I breathe. “You don’t have to keep telling me that every time you see them…” Nick tells me. I blush. I play with Nick’s fingers and see another ring on my right hand ring finger. I look at it and recognize it immediately. Nick’s purity ring. With a jolt I realize what that must mean. Then I laugh at my stupid reaction. We have a child together. It’s obvious we have had sex… I take Nick’s hand in mine again and lace our fingers together. I finally look back up at him. “Come on, love. We should get dressed…” he smirks at me. I look over at my baby longingly. “He’ll wake up soon… Don’t worry, he won’t notice you’re gone for five minutes…” Nick insists. I sigh and get up. I lean over the crib, kiss his small forehead and let myself be towed out of the room by Nick, my husband. We walk down the hall again and I marvel at every picture I lay my eyes on. We reach our room and now I realize how beautiful it is. A creamy white bed-spread, already made nicely by Nick. Beautiful egg-shell-white walls with carvings at the top near the ceiling. Dark wooden floors that match the bedposts. There are two large glass doors leading to a balcony that has a pretty view of the deep blue ocean… I look around in search of a closet of some sort, so I can get changed. I spot a door. Walk-in closet! Yes! I open the door and set foot in a bathroom… oh… Though the bathroom is beautiful – white tiles with the occasional gold one put in at random and a turquoise tiled floor – I wasn’t really looking for one… “Summer, love, what are you doing?” Nick laughs. “Brushing my teeth!” I reply anxiously. I grab a toothbrush and hope it’s mine. Though, when you think about it, Nick and I swap spit all the time… Putting it roughly of course. I walk out of the bathroom a couple of minutes later. Another door is open and Nick has gone missing. “Nick?” I call out softly. “Closet…” Nick responds casually from the open door. I follow his voice and have to stifle a gasp when I see the closet. Designer garment bags lining the walls and millions of drawers all probably containing heavenly clothes… Though that’s not really the main focus of my attention. Not when Nick is standing there, shirtless still, in his boxers. Different boxers, but nevertheless, boxers. I have to steady myself on the doorpost so I don’t fall over. He turns and smiles at me. “Stop staring at my butt…” he jokes. I smile and lean my head against the doorpost as well. “But your butt is so nice to stare at…” I reply, flashing him a smile. Nick walks over to me and takes my face in his hands and kisses me softly. “Get dressed,” he orders. I look down. Oh. How did I not notice I was wearing nothing other than a set of underwear? Sheer, black, sexy underwear? I grin sheepishly. ------------------ Woo! Please comment :D It makes me happyyyy Read their story: gioiaxpianogirlx cutierose123 babycakesRgood RAWR1206 :D

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