Daddy's Love

"Christian...." I shake him, after putting the food tray on the bedside table. He is sleeping on his stomach, his lower half covered with the blanket.

"Get up Grey, I got you food." I tell him. He is warm.

"Not hungry." he mutters. He is mad at me. I roll my eyes.

"You have to eat, regardless. Come on, it's just a little soup and bread."

"Go away already. Get lost." He mutters, annoyed.

"I will get lost after you have your dinner. Get up."

He groans and makes an effort to get up. I give him a pillow and help him adjust to a somewhat comfortable sitting position.

"Ana? She is okay? Did she have her dinner? She skipped lunch. And must have wet her diaper too. She won't tell you until you check." He asks me all worried suddenly, out of nowhere. "Everything is taken care of. Your Ana is playing with Carol post dinner."

He nods and finally starts eating.

"Here, take these also." I hand him the Advil.

He gulps them down quickly.

"Thanks." He says and leans forward and kisses me. I am kissing him back before I realize I shouldn't be. He needs rest.

I pull back gently. Christian looks at me flummoxed.

"You need rest tonight." I tell him and help him lay down.

"You think I am a bad daddy?"

"I think you are a new daddy and we all make mistakes; the important thing is to learn from them."

"You coming back, right?"

"After I put the girls to bed."

"I hate you for spanking the living daylights out of my ass though."

"I know." I say and leave.

After, I make the girls their bottles and pick them up and take them to the room. Carol has apparently given Ana her drawing and she doesn't want to part with it anytime soon. "You'll tear it in your sleep, Ana. You can keep it on the desk and take it with you when you go back home tomorrow?"

She let's go of the paper reluctantly.

I kiss Carol good night and she pulls me into a smooch. I smack her butt playfully. "Don't be naughty, Carol." She giggles and lies down.

After, I kiss Ana a good night on her forehead.

"Uncle Jay?"

"Yes sweetie?"

"Will I be be going home by next week?" She asks me.

"You want to leave your daddy, Carol and me to go back?" I ask her gently. She furrows her brows in concentration, thinking hard.

I kiss her forehead once again and leave her with her thoughts. It's pretty late, way past their bed time and both of them are tired.

I am exhausted too.

I go back to my room and Christian is fast asleep. I don't know if I am disappointed or relieved. I quickly strip to my boxers and crash beside him on my bed.]