Page 51 of Decidedly With Baby
“Lion.”
I laughed. “Not quite. That’s my nose. Can you saynose?”
“Lion,” Tomassaid.
“No,” saidMikko.
A pair of never-ending legs wearing jeans and sneakers stepped in front of us. Their owner was pulling the plastic green wagon belonging to the boys—and I peered up at the sexiest mommy-to-be on the planet, now nineteen weeks pregnant. She was wearing a long navy and white striped T-shirt that hugged the form of my growingson.
I grinned at her. “You got thetickets?”
She flashed them at me. “You boys ready to see someanimals?”
They didn’t bother to answer. They just toddled off toward the gateagain.
“I guess they’re not ready for the wagon yet,” Holly said as we followed afterthem.
Twenty minutes later, with us running after the twins the entire time, I was ready to call it a day. No wonder Jyri and Kari looked tired when they dropped the boys off. How the heck did they have energy for sex while we had thetwins?
But then I glanced at Holly and my cock twitched. Who was I kidding? I would always have energy to fuckher.
The question was—would she want to have sex with me after our son was born? She was almost insatiably horny now while in her second trimester. But what aboutlater?
And what about after our son was born? Yes, I’d still be in her life because of him, but what about her andme?
And did I want there to be anus?
Or would I be no better than my oldman?
I pushed the thought away. My father had never tried to be one. I smiled at Mikko and Tomas. Unlike my old man, I was trying atleast.
Would my father have babysat the twins to be part of HDF? Hellno.
“What’s next, boys?” I askedthem.
“Bear.”
“No.”
Taking Mikko’s “no” to mean “Yes, Josh, I would love to see the bears,” I asked them, “Grizzly bears or polarbears?”
“Bear.”
“No.”
“Okaaay,” I said, and surveyed the map. “Both are in bear country, which is that way.” I pointed to where we needed togo.
And the two Energizer bunnies in the form of two-year-old boys toddled off in thatdirection.
“Are all two-year-olds this energetic?” Holly asked. “Or are these two a rare geneticbreed?”
I laughed. “Can you imagine what they’re like onice?”
“I’m afraid to.” She flashed me a panicked look before glancing at her belly. “Why do I have a feeling our son won’t be muchbetter?”
“You might be right about that,” I said, before jogging after our twocharges.
Thanks to their short legs, they didn’t get far. Holly easily caught up with us while pulling the wagon behindher.
