Today Santana and I are going back to our place. I pack our stuff into the overnight bags and carry them to the car.
Ryker is standing next to the car. "I hate seeing you leave all the time. You should move in with me."
I shake my head. "I can't. Santana and I need to learn to survive on our own. The last person I was with always made things difficult for us. I don't want to rely on you all the time."
He kisses me. "I'll see you tomorrow at the office at 9am."
I nod. "Okay, boss." I pull the car out of the driveway.
I feel like a piece of me is left behind with Ryker and his son.
"Mummy are you going to marry, Ryker?"
I look in the rear view at the little girl that resembles me. "No, but, I do care for him."
Santana look at the TV. "I like him."
I smile. "Me too, sweetheart."
It takes ten minutes and I'm pulling into the driveway. I get Santana out of the car and pull our overnight bags out of the car.
Santana runs up to the door and waits for me to open it. I unlock the door and she runs to her bedroom.
I put our stuff in the laundry. There's heaps of clothes on the floor and I put a load of washing on.
Santana enters the kitchen. "I'm hungry Mummy."
I make Santana a ham sandwich. I cut the crust off and slice the bread until it resembles squares.
"Thank you." she looks at the plate. "Can I watch Peppa Pig?"
I set the TV up for her and put the disc into the DVD player.
I leave my daughter to watch her show.
My phone vibrates on the counter.
Me: Hello?
Ryker: I'm bored. Can we come over, please?
I laugh.
Me: Do you already miss me?
Ryker: I always miss you when you are not near me. What have you done to me, Jacinta?
Me: Sounds like someone is whipped.
He laughs and it send tingles through my body.
Is that possible? He can affect me while he is on the other end of the telephone?
Ryker: When it comes to you I'm a lot of things.
Aw, that's sweet.
Me: You shouldn't. Ryker, you don't know about my past and once I tell you, you will look at me differently.
Ryker: I don't care about the past. The future is what I care about you. I can't imagine anything better than having you as my wife.
Me: Can you give me a couple of months before I tell you my story. I want to enjoy what we started for a little longer?
Ryker: Okay,
Me: If you want you can spend the night. Bring dinner with you.
Ryker: I will.
I hang up the phone and the washing finishes. I shakes the clothes out and take them to the backyard and hang up the washing.
Santana walks out with her basketball. "Mummy, can you show me some tricks with the ball?"
I look at her from the clothes line. "I need to hang the washing. Then I'll be with you, sweetheart."
"Okay," I watch her bounce the ball on the concrete.
I finish with the clothes and I walk over to my daughter. "What do you want me to show you?"
"How you lift your leg over the ball."
I show my daughter how to do it.
Santana takes the ball from me and shows me.
I clap. "That was perfect sweetheart."
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Ryker and Adam walk into the house. "We have dinner, Jacinta."
I look at him from the open living space in the kitchen. "Good put the stuff on the table and I'll set out dishes."
Adam puts the containers on the table.
Santana runs into the kitchen. "Adam," she hugs him.
They are going to be cute siblings. When the time comes.
Ryker stands behind me and takes the plates from my hands. "I've got them beautiful." He takes them to the table.
I walk to the draw and pull out the cutlery and take them to the kitchen table. Adam and Santana sit next to each other.
Ryker pulls my seat out for me and I sit. He tucks the chair in. "Thank you."
He winks. "Anytime, baby."
We eat dinner in silence. The kids have sauce all over their faces and clothes.
Ryker kisses my head. "If you move in with me we can be a family. Our kids want that.
I nod. "I know. Santana asked me if I were going to marry you."
He smiles. "What did you say?"
"I told her no, but I do have feelings for you."
He pulls me onto his lap and kisses. "Good answer."
The kids yell. "Yuck,"
I giggle. "Santana it's time for bath and bed."
She gives me her puppy dog eyes. "I don't want to go to bed."
It usually works. Tonight, it won't.
Ryker picks up Adam. "You need a bath too."
I start the water for the bath.
Ryker gets the kids ready for their bath.
Once the tub is full we put the kids into the tub. Santana splashes water at Adam. He throws some at her. There's water covering the entire floor and walls of the bathroom with those two mucking around.
Ryker looks at me. "Sorry, about the floor."
I smirk. "Thanks for volunteering to clean it up."
"Shit!' he whispers.
The kids looks at Ryker. "Daddy, you swore. You need to put money in the swear jar."
I laugh. "You told your kid about that jar."
He nods. "Yeah, I don't want my son swear."
"You need to set an example for him. It's better than a swear jar."
Ryker snorts. "That's funny coming from you. You're daughter pulls her cuteness from you. I haven't hear you swear."
I nip his ear. "I swear, baby. I won't ever in front of my daughter. In bed I most definitely will."
His eyes twinkle in the light. "I'm going to put my son to bed." He walks into the bathroom and pulls his son out of the bathtub and dries him.
I do the same with Santana.
Santana and Adam share a bedroom. We kiss the kids goodnight.
Ryker grabs my hand and leads me to my bedroom. He pushes the door open for us. "Are you ready to show me how much you can swear?"
I nod.
He pulls the t-shirt over my head. I rip his buttoned shirt off him and the buttons fall around the room.
He unhooks my bra and takes a nipple in his mouth. He unbuttons my jeans and pulls them off my hips with my black g string. "You are perfect. If I was an artist I'd paint you."
I slap his chest. "You are cheesy Mr Sullivan." I unbutton his jeans and pull them over his hips.
"You are my David."
He frowns. "Huh?"
I laugh. "You know David. The nude statue in Florence that was sculpted by Michelangelo."
Ryker smiles. "You know art?"
"Some, I don't want to talk about that now."
Ryker makes love to me that night and I fall into a pieceful sleep.
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