Page 151 of Falling in Love with Two

Suzanne stands to take the baby and walks into the other room to change her diaper. Ronnie slaps the couch next to her.

“Get over here and talk to me.”

I do as she says, and she asks, “So, how are things going? Besides your mom being a bitch. How are you and Dyl doing?”

“Oh, you know your brother. He’s practically perfect.”

She rolls her eyes. “Don’t remind me. He’s a real life Cassanova. Now that you’re not preggo, are you back to fucking like bunnies?”

I can’t help but laugh. Ronnie has no filter and always says exactly what is on her mind.

“Uh, no,” I say. “I gave him a little something before I was cleared by the doctor. We’ve tried a couple of times since, but every single time we try, Luna starts wailing.”

“What a little cock block.”

“Yeah, who knew a screaming baby would be a hindrance in the bedroom?”

“Well, say no more. I’m going to see if someone can babysit for a whole night so that you two can go have some alone time.”

“You don’t have to do that,” I tell her.

“Honey, yes I do. Any one who has to deal with a baby deserves to be getting laid on a regular basis.”

fifty-three

Pull Over

Leah

“Damn, woman! Look at you!” Dylan cries while looking me up and down.

“I figure it’s our first night out since Luna was born, so I better do it up right.”

I decided to wear a dress that falls right above my knees. It’s pretty form fitting, but it’s much more comfortable than trying to squeeze into a pair of jeans. I’m trying to embrace my new body. There may be more of it to love, but right now, my tits and ass look great, so I’m going with it.

“You did a hell of a job.”

I walk over to kiss him. “You look pretty good yourself, Sparky.”

Ronnie made good on her promise to find us a babysitter for the night so that we could get a little alone time. Suzanne came over with Eve to spend the evening with Luna.

As we are walking out the door, Suzanne says, “Stay out as late as you want. We will be fine.”

When we are in the truck, Dylan asks, “Think they’ll be okay?”

“Are you kidding? Luna is with Super-grandma. She will be fine.”

As we start driving, I ask where we are going.

“I made reservations at a fancy Italian restaurant a few towns over. It’ll probably take about thirty minutes or so to get there.”

“Sounds great,” I say.

We make small talk for a few minutes, mainly just talking about the baby. I feel like we are just trying to keep our composure. The sexual tension between us right now is thick enough to cut with a knife. It’s been way too long since we’ve been intimate.

While driving down a quiet country road, Dylan looks over at me. “You really do look incredible.”

“Thank you.”

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