Tory POVTony followed my hands. “Are you hurt?” He sounded alarmed, and I almost laughed at his expression. He looked constipated. I looked at my hands, slowly caressing my stomach, and shook my head. “No. I just want to assure myself that this is real. We are going to look for our first child.” I told him wistfully. Tony nodded. He seemed to understand my feelings even if I did not tell him. He stands up. “Rest. I will just be outside. If you need anything, tell me so I can get it for you.” He walked through the door and was gone.When he left, I received a call from Cassy. I picked it up. “Cassy!” There was a momentary silence before I heard Cassy’s voice. “You sounded happy. Did something good happen?” She probed. I launched into a monologue, telling her about Tony and I’s plan to look for our child and maybe reconnect with her. “That’s good Tory. I am glad you told Tony.” There was another pause. “So...How are you and Tony? Did you patch things up?” I bit m
Cassy POV"Who were you talking to?"I turned around abruptly after hearing Caleb inquire. As usual, my heart did little flip-flops at the sight of him. He's wearing casual clothes. The way the shirt clung to his body, defining his broad shoulders and flat abs, makes me want to run my hands on them. Thankfully, the kids were in attendance, distracting me from my lewd thoughts. They jumped from the couch to run to their father. "Daddy!""Daddy!" Joachim and Oakley cried excitedly at the same time. They were like two whirlpools of energy slamming Caleb's muscular body. Caleb held his arms sideward to catch them, eliciting giggles and cackles from the two. "What were you up to?" He asked them, pulling them up toward his chest to hug them. "We were talking to Aunt Tory just now. She was out of the hospital, and we were going to see her tomorrow." Oakley reported. Caleb put them down when they squirmed in his arms. Then, he put his hands on top of Oakley's head, rubbing it ge
Cassy POVI saw my mother’s pupils dilate as her eyes widened in shock when she saw me kneeling on the floor and resting my hands on her lap. I used to do this when I was a kid. I was a recalcitrant child, often disobeying my mother when she wanted me to act like a girl, insisting that I should be one of the boys and following after my big brother, much to our mother’s horror and dismay. Ellen Burke wanted a lady for a daughter, but what can I do? I love being with my brother and his friends. We often climb trees, play in the sun, and hose each other down to cool off on hot summer days. She finally gave up when I was often lonely, spending time alone in our mansion. “Sorry, Mrs. Burke.” I heard Caleb say.To my astonishment, Caleb joined me. He knelt beside me with a pleading expression on his face. He squeezed my hand, assuring me that we were both in this together. “What are you two doing?” Ellen Burke gathered herself and exclaimed in shock. She wanted to leave her seat, b
Cassy POVEnraged, Mother scowled while she walked briskly toward Adam. When she reached him, she repeatedly smacked him on the chest out of anger. “How could you use my darling girl on me? I could have a heart attack knowing I had offended my favorite granddaughter!” She muttered while she peppered Adam with hits and blows from her small fists. Adam cried in surprise and cackle with laughter, but he did not dodge Mom’s attacks. “Ouch! Mom! It hurts!” He complained, but he was smiling. It was like Adam was enjoying Mom’s anger. He allowed her to beat him, pretending it hurt, but in truth, it didn’t. He had too much muscle to cushion him from our mom’s feeble blows. But of course, his cry alarmed the children. They run to rescue their favorite Uncle!“Unca Adam!” “Unca Adam!’ Joachim and Oakley cried simultaneously. “Grandma! Stop! You’ll hurt yourself.” Oakley wedged her little body between my mother and her Uncle Adam, causing the former to stop abruptly for fear that
Cassy POV“I am sorry, Mom,” I said, walking near her, leaving Caleb by the door.Mother looked at my father, who cleared his throat. The action distracted me as my gaze went from Mom to Dad.They were making cute little faces with each other like they were on to something. A secret maybe?I had no time to dwell on that when Father beckoned to us to sit on the couches lining the children’s beds.“Sit here.” He told us.I took my seat, and not long after, the cushion beside me sagged under Caleb’s weight.He held my hand when he joined me.The action gave me extra courage. It was a silent message that we are in this together.Caleb’s thumb caressed the indent between my thumb and forefinger. The action was soothing and did something to my insides that distracted me.“I am sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Burke. I am taking responsibility for what happened. You should blame me, not Cassy. I had been too eager to advertise to the whole world about my family that I neglected the most important people
Cassy POVAfter the talk, we had our dinner. As usual, the kids’ chatter filled the table. It was lively and messy, but it was wonderful.I was looking at my family - my parents, brother, children, and Caleb; and felt gladness fills my heart.Despite the non-acceptance from Caleb’s mother, I can say that everything is perfect.I already accepted years ago that Caleb’s mom and I wouldn’t be enjoying a good relationship. And I wouldn’t mind if she refused to acknowledge me until now.What I minded was the way she treated my children. She acted like they were not her grandchildren at all.
Cassy POVCaleb threw me on the bed. I let out a shriek and a giggle. He followed by diving onto the bed, landing straight on my body, but he was careful with his weight. He supported his weight with his arms propped up on the bed while our bodies connected. "Sheez!" I saw him shiver. Goosebumps popped on the skin of his arm. I was laughing, lifting my head in invitation. Caleb's eyes darkened. "You are a w*tch, sweetheart. I couldn't explain what you did to me. So addicting." He said, shaking his head in confusion. "Was it a good thing or a bad thing?" I asked dubiously and compounded it with a peck on the tip of his nose. He groaned. "Kiss me!" He challenged. I gladly obliged. I lifted my head, pressed my lips to his waiting mouth, and undulated my body so our lower half bodies pressed tighter. A growl escaped Caleb's lips, cueing me on the state of his control. He grabbed the back of my head and smashed our lips together. I moaned, prodding him to deepen the kiss.
Caleb POVI woke up to the incessant ringing of my phone. I took it and was surprised that it came from the house. “Hello?” “Daddy!” It was Oakley. I immediately put the phone away from my ears. Oakey’s voice was so loud I thought I lost an eardrum. With the shock to my ears, all traces of sleep left me. I was instantly alerted. “Yes, baby?” “Where’s mommy? Aren’t we leaving early? We are going to visit Aunt Tory?” I looked at my wife sleeping peacefully by my side. She was lying on the bed, her face burrowed on the pillow, and her long hair made a neat curtain on her naked back. Instantly, tenderness crawled slowly from my heart to my being. I don’t know how to explain it, but I always thank the Lord every day for this second chance. My expression soured when I realized what I had to do that morning. “Mommy’s still asleep, baby. Can you wait for a while?” Oakley sounded disappointed. “But it’s already late. We already ate our breakfast without you.” My chronic complai