Page 18 of Coming Home for Love

“Let me wipe your face and hands off.” I took the wipes from my bag and cleaned Little O’s face off.

Osiris watched us with a gleam in his eyes.

“You got time to hit up a park or something?”

“Yeah, we can. Do you want me to take you back to your car first?” I didn’t know what his plans were, and I didn’t want to have to drive across town again if I didn’t have to.

“As long as I can trust you not to dip off.” He smirked.

This moment was long overdue, so I wasn’t leaving until the Osirises were ready to depart.

I giggled. “I promise I won’t.”

“Let’s hit it then.”

The three of us left the ice cream parlor and headed back to Osiris’s car.

“Look, Daddy.” Little O held up his toy in his father’s face.

“I see it. It’s full of bubbles.”

I stood in the doorway of my bathroom, smiling and watching the double O’s. I decided to call them that, and I thought it was cute.

After leaving the park, we went to my apartment. When we got there, Osiris ordered pizza for dinner, and then they played some more. When it was Little O’s bathtime, he insisted his father help him. I didn’t have a problem with it at all. It freed up some time, so I cleaned up a little, then joined them in the bathroom.

My baby had been in pure bliss since Osiris joined us, and that was all I ever wanted.

Osiris must have felt my presence because he turned in my direction and winked. My entire body warmed at the gesture.

That man was still fine as ever, and even finer. He’d cut his hair lower and now sported waves.

“It’s time for bed,” I said as I walked further into the bathroom.

“Aww, man.” Little O pouted. “I not tired, Mommy.”

I grabbed the towel from the rack and handed it to Osiris.

“Your yawn says otherwise.” I laughed.

Osiris let the water out of the tub, then wrapped Little O in the towel before getting him out.

“How about I read you a bedtime story?” Osiris asked as he dried him off.

“Yay.”

I went to the sink to prepare his toothbrush for him. Every night before bed, he had to brush his teeth.

“Come brush your teeth,” I told him after Osiris helped him put his underwear on. I always waited until we were in his room to put lotion on.

Big O stood next to him as he stood on his stool.

“I usually let him start, but I finish to make sure his teeth are properly brushed,” I informed Big O as I put some cleaner in the tub.

“Here, let me help you, little man.”

As they brushed his teeth, I quickly cleaned the tub out. I cleaned it every night after his bath, so it only took a quick minute to clean.

When we were done in the bathroom, we went into little O’s room, and I let Big O handle the rest of his routine which included moisturizing, praying, and reading. It didn’t take long for him to fall asleep.

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