Amelie's POV
"Hey Sammy. Yeah. I'm going to pick them up soon. Love ya. Bye."
"I'm getting sick of that," Nate glared at me.
"What are you talking about Nathan?"
"Sam. I'm tired of how close you two are. You love him?"
I sighed. This argument has been going on since our first child was born.
"You know we're just friends," I pointed out. I Sat in the eyes of the couch. Nate was leaned against the doorway.
"Do you know how bad that looks? I can't even keep my girl from whoring herself out to my friends!" Nate yelled. I gaped at him. Tears filled my eyes.
Nate's face turned pained and regretful.
"Amelie. I'm sorry. I didn't-"
I interupted him. "No. You did mean it. And that's okay. I need to go pick up the kids from Sam's." I stood up and went to the dining room to get my purse and keys off of the table.
Nate followed me, begging me not to leave.
"I need to go get our children. Well talk later," I started to go out the door.
Nate wrapped one arm around me and the other to shut the door that was barely open.
"Don't go," Nate missed the back of my neck. "I'm sorry."
I shook my head and used all of my power to push him away.
***
"Mommy," my two year old son ran towards me. I smiled and picked him up.
Behind him was Sam and my 6 month old daughter.
Sam held one of her hands and used it to look like she was waving.
"Okay babies. Say bye to Uncle Sammy," I Sat down my son and he hugged Sam's legs. Afterward he ran to the car. I took my daughter from Sammy.
"Were they good?" I asked. I kissed my daughter's head.
"Yeah," Sammy smiled at my daughter.
My phone rang for like the twentieth time since I left the house. I rolled my eyes and pulled out my phone with my free hand. When I saw that it was in fact Nate I declined the call. Sammy must've noticed because he asked, "you guys fighting again?"
"Yeah," I sighed. We used to be so good together.
"What is it this time?"
"Nate is mad that I'm close to you."
"Sorry about that. I hope he knows that there is nothing going on between us."
I shrugged. I can never tell with Nate.
***
"Can we talk?"
I groaned in frustration.
Nate has been trying to get my attention all night. I just got both kids to sleep and he wants to start this?
I leaned against the wall. My silence must've told him to continue.
"Look. I'm sorry about what I said. I'm just a little..........insecure. I don't know why you would want me instead of Sammy."
I softened immediately. I mean, here the man I love is telling me how he feels.
"Nate that is so stupid. Why would you think like that?I have two beautiful kids with you. I love you. I have known Sammy for a long time. I am so grateful for him. He's been there for me a lot too. But I feel so grateful towards him because if it wasn't for him then I wouldn't have met you. I love you," at the end of my speech I moved closer to him and cupped his cheeks. I kissed him passionately. He held me close by the waist.
"I love you," Nate said.
"I love you too."