Page 96 of Rock On

Tommy

I woke to a warm body cuddled into my side, but when I ran a hand down expecting to find silky skin and feminine curves, I was instead greeted with a pudgy little belly and a small hand wrapping around my fingers.

I didn’t know when River had crawled into bed with us, but I was naked and, as of when we’d fallen asleep, so was Harley.

My eyes popped open and I came face-to-face with caramel-colored eyes so like his father’s. He also had an impish grin, as if he knew he wasn’t supposed to be here.

“Mommy doesn’t have clothes on,” he whispered.

As if I didn’t know.

“Well, you know, Mommy’s tired sometimes at night,” I said, adjusting the sheet so I was well covered.

“If you don’t make a big deal it won’t be a big deal,” Harley murmured sleepily, burrowing into her pillow.

“Mommy, I’m hungry,” River stage whispered.

“Can you go see if Aunt Wynter is here?” she asked him.

“Okay!” Without warning, he bounded out of bed and ran out the door.

I grabbed my boxers and Harley tugged a T-shirt over her head before nestling against my chest.

“How long before he figures out she’s not here?” I asked her.

“Eh, we’ve got maybe five minutes.”

“Good to know.” I pressed a kiss on her forehead. “You need panties.”

She sighed. “Gimme a minute. I don’t know where they disappeared to.”

“Okay, but in the meantime, good morning.”

She smiled. “Good morning.”

I took a minute to kiss her.

“Does he sneak into bed often?” I asked when I’d gotten a taste of her.

“No, but I was gone for almost a month. He missed me so this might be the norm for a few days until he settles back into our routine.”

“Does this mean we’re going to have to start sleeping with clothes on?

“Probably. I don’t want to lock the door in case he has a bad dream or doesn’t feel well.”

“That makes sense.”

“I know it’s different for us.”

“It’s okay.” I stroked my hand down her back. “Lots of things are changing. In fact, I had some thoughts about some other things we might change and wanted to ask you about them.”

“Sure.”

“Well, I’ve been thinking about you and River and the upcoming tour and all that.”

“Okay.”

“If you’re going to come with me, I want us to be official.” I’d been thinking about this for two days but now that I was vocalizing it, I was a little nervous. This was a very unromantic way of proposing, and I was totally jumping the gun, but it seemed ridiculous to wait given how much we loved each other and how much time we’d already wasted.

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