Daddy's Love

"Christian...." I shake him, after putting the food tray on the bedside table. He is sleeping on his stomach, his lower half covered with the blanket.

"Get up Grey, I got you food." I tell him. He is warm.

"Not hungry." he mutters. He is mad at me. I roll my eyes.

"You have to eat, regardless. Come on, it's just a little soup and bread."

"Go away already. Get lost." He mutters, annoyed.

"I will get lost after you have your dinner. Get up."

He groans and makes an effort to get up. I give him a pillow and help him adjust to a somewhat comfortable sitting position.

"Ana? She is okay? Did she have her dinner? She skipped lunch. And must have wet her diaper too. She won't tell you until you check." He asks me all worried suddenly, out of nowhere.

"Everything is taken care of. Your Ana is playing with Carol post dinner."

nods and

take these also." I hand him

them down

am kissing him back before

Christian looks at me

I tell him and help him

think I am

new daddy and we all make mistakes;

"You coming back, right?"

the

the living daylights out of

I say

and pick them up and take them to the room. Carol

it in your sleep, Ana. You can keep it on the desk and

of the paper