“I’d hope so, babe. You’re the one who’s made me this way,” she says, rubbing the swell of her pregnant belly with her hand.
My eyes follow her hand and I chuckle as I see a sudden jolt beneath her touch, making Elle gasp in delight. “Whoa, she’s feisty this little girl of ours.”
“If she’s anything like her mother, she’s bound to be downright trouble,” I reply, unable to hold back a laugh.
“Watch it, mister. I have no doubt that she’ll have you wrapped around her little finger is no time,” Elle replies.
“If her brother is anything to go by, I don’t doubt it for a minute darlin’,” I murmur against her lips as I steal another tender kiss from my wife. “Bit like their mother in that way.”
“And I wouldn’t change it for the world.”
We’re suddenly interrupted by a tiny voice below us.
“Daddy! Daddy! Look at me.” I look down at the brown haired cherub standing in front of us.
“Shay, what are you doing?”
“I is getting wet daddy! Look!” he exclaims as another water spout shoots out of the ground, saturating him.
“Awesome, should we see if we can catch it little man?” I ask, bending down to pick him up, tickling his tummy as I go.
“Stop it, daddy! Stop it!” he laughs, squirming out of my hold to run after another water shot.
I stand back up and turn to Elle. She’s wearing the biggest smile I’ve ever seen, and her whole face is alive with love.
“I love you so much, Mr. James,” she says, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling my head down towards hers.
“Not as much as I love you, Mrs. James” I murmur against her lips, taking a taste of the delicious mouth of hers. “Shit!” I feel a foot kick my stomach from Elle’s.
Elle starts giggling, my second most favourite sound in the whole world behind Shay calling me Daddy. “Told you!”
“Hell, she’s trying to get me away from you already. Little Leah is gonna be trouble, I think.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Elle says, kissing me gently before taking my hand and walking with me over towards our son.