Fix Me

by A. Aubry

  He happily pointed to his head. I looked over at Finn as I grinned.

  “Wow! You are so smart!” Finn cheered and kissed Leo’s head.

  I giggled and nodded, “Smartest boy in the world right here.”

  “So, meet here after the kids are asleep?” Finn asked me, a sly smile on his face.

  “I wouldn’t be anywhere else.”

  We kissed briefly before heading upstairs. I bathed Leo, trying to avoid being splashed as he played with his toys while I bathed him. He was such an animated character, he must have gotten that from his father. Once he was squeaky clean, I carried him to his room, Leo wrapped in his yellow duck hooded towel. Putting him into a diaper and a clean pair of pajamas, I sat with Leo in his glider with his new favorite nighttime book Chicka Chicka 1, 2, 3.

  After reading it three times in a row, per Leo’s request, he finished the milk in his sippy cup and held it out for me to take. The transition to get him off bottles was easier than I thought it would be, and now he just had his little bit of milk before bed to soothe him. I put Leo in his crib and rubbed his back as his eyes got heavy.

  Sneaking out of the room, I made my way down to the living room to spend some much needed time with my husband. He would be leaving for an away game tomorrow after he was done with practice and he would be gone for three days. Just the thought of it made me want to cry. Soon, Finn was joining me in the living room and on the couch.

  “How was your day, sweetheart?” I asked as I scooted closer to him.

  “It was good, but better now that I’m home. It sucks that I have to leave tomorrow,” he pouted, wrapping an arm around me.

  “I know, I don’t want you to leave. Whose gonna snuggle with me on the couch at night?”

  “You better be snuggling by yourself,” he narrowed his eyes at me.

  “I don’t know, I do get rather lonely when I’m all alone,” I teased.

  “And why is that?” He asked softly, his lips moving closer to mine.

  “Because my husband has been spoiling me with snuggles nearly every night for the last 12 months,” I leaned in closer to him.

  “Must be absolutely horrible to be spoiled like that,” he smirked, his mouth mere millimeters from mine.

  “Oh, it’s terrible,” I whispered before kissing him deeply.

  Finn leaned me back against the couch cushions, my legs wrapping around him as my arms snaked around his neck. The heat of his breath against my lips caused me to open my mouth for him, letting his tongue in to explore. He ground himself against me like we were teenagers, the feeling of the friction between my thighs was enough to make me groan. Tangling my hand in his hair, I deepened the kiss as he pushed harder against me.

  “Fuck, Finn,” I moaned, tilting my pelvis up a little.

  “Bo and Angie will be here any minute with dinner,” he whispered.

  “Then we better make this quick,” I ordered, my hands releasing him as I reached down and undid his jeans.

  He was already hard by the time my hand dipped into his pants and wrapped around his cock. Finn whistled through his teeth as I gripped him lightly.

  “You want it?” He asked as he pulled his lips away from mine.

  “So fucking bad,” I admitted breathlessly.

  His hands hooked into the waistband of my jeans as he popped the button open with his thumbs. Slowly, Finn dragged them down with my body with my panties and deposited them on the floor. I pushed his jeans and boxers down, his cock excitedly springing out for me.

  “You got the condom?” He questioned as he started to get into position.

  “In my pants pocket,” I replied, my hand running up and down his cock.

  Finn leaned over and grabbed the condom from my pocket before tearing open the wrapper. I watched him roll the rubber over his length. My hand placed against his neck as he hovered over me, adjusting the position before he sunk into me.

  “Oh, yes,” I groaned loudly.

  The pace was set almost instantly, my body responding to his as it always had. Finn grunted with each thrust, our eyes focused on one another’s. I could feel my orgasm reaching to the top, it was acting as though Finn and I hadn’t had sex this morning when we woke up before the kids.

  “Shit, Jules. You feel so good,” he moaned, his pace quickening.

  I could barely catch my breath; the pleasure was almost too much. My head leaned back against the cushions as his lips connected with my neck. The second that his teeth grazed my skin, pleasure exploded throughout my body as my orgasm took over.

  “Finn!” I cried out.

  With one last hard thrust, Finn called out, “Baby!”

  He collapsed atop me, our breaths panting as we came back down. The doorbell rang, our guests were here.

  “Shit,” I whined as Finn climbed off me.

  He handed me my clothes as he slipped off his condom and walked into the kitchen to toss it into the garbage. I wish we didn’t have to use those damn things. We just didn’t want to worry about getting pregnant too soon. I had a doctor’s appointment set up for Friday, the day after Finn was getting back from Vancouver. Finn and I had decided that getting on the pill was the best way to avoid getting pregnant before Lily reached a year. So, I would be going and getting the pill from my doctor on Friday.

  I quickly put on my jeans and panties and fixed my hair as I walked to the front door. When I opened it, our two best friends strode in carrying Olive Garden take-out. Bo and Angie had gotten married in a beautiful ceremony three months ago. They were so head over heels for each other that sometimes even their cutesy love outdid mine and Finn’s.

  “Took you long enough,” Angie teased as she gave me a hug.

  “Sorry,” was all that I could say.

  As we all started to walk into the kitchen, Angie held me back. She looked anxious.

  “What’s up, Ang?” I asked.

  “I took a test when I got home from work this evening. I’m pregnant, Jules,” she grinned.

  “What!? That’s amazing! I’m so happy for you!” I screamed as I pulled her into a tight hug.

  My best friend was going to have a baby. She had been there for me and my kids on so many occasions, I made a vow to do the same for hers.

  “Did you get the test that tells you how far along you are?” I questioned when I released her.

  She nodded, “Yeah, it said I’m about 3-4 weeks. I’m so excited!”

  I squealed with glee and hugged her yet again. Releasing her, we walked into the kitchen arm in arm. Finn was clapping Bo’s back in a bro-hug, Bo must have told him the good news as well. We set up the table with our carry-out dinner spread and talked animatedly as we ate. Finn and I gave the best parenting advice that we could give after having two kids of our own. Communication was one of the most important things, but so was making time for one another. We learned that the hard way, but we made it through.

  When dinner was all cleaned up, we moved to the living room. It was when Bo picked up the empty condom wrapper on the floor when I felt completely horrified.

  “You two have a little too much fun before we got here?” He laughed, tossing the empty wrapper at Finn.

  “What can I say? My wife can’t get enough of me,” Finn smirked, stuffing the wrapper in his pocket.

  “Your wife just wanted to get laid before you take off tomorrow,” Angie teased.

  “Can we stop talking about his wife as though she isn’t standing right here?” I pouted, crossing my arms over my chest.

  Finn laughed and came over to me, kissing my lips, “They’re just jealous of the amazing sex we have.”

  Bo chuckled, “Yeah, because it’s not like I didn’t put a baby in my wife or anything.”

  I giggled as Angie’s mouth fell open. At least I wasn’t the only one with an embarrassing husband. Bo and Angie sat on one couch while Finn and I sat on the couch we had made love on before they got there. Turning on a movie, we each cuddled with our significant other.

  Life had given me the be
st man I could ever ask for, and now my best friend was just as happy as I was. She was going to have a beautiful baby boy or girl, just like I had. Yes, everything in our lives hadn’t exactly been perfect, but Finn and I fought for one another. We loved, we fought, we cried, we made up. It was the same circle in any relationship, but we always powered through. I could only hope that one day our children would find a love as true as mine and Finn’s, so they could find their happily ever after’s too.

  Epilogue

  Three Years Later

  “Finn? Bo? Do you guys want to start the burgers?” I called out to the boys who were running around with the kids in the backyard.

  “Sure, baby! We’ll be right up to get them!” Finn yelled back.

  I turned back and walked into the kitchen from the patio. Angie was standing at the island, opening bags of chips and other snacks that we were going to have with dinner. Her small pregnant belly matched mine, the odds of us getting pregnant again at the same time were a little more than crazy.

  “They coming in?” She asked, her two-year-old son Luke on her hip as he drank from his sippy cup.

  “Yeah, you know our men, though. They could be awhile,” I chuckled as I went back to cutting up fruit.

  A few minutes later, Finn and Bo emerged into the house. Finn carried our adorable baby girl Marnie on his hip, her little face red from the June sun and heat. Leo and Liliana were still outside with their grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins.

  “Mommy, someone wants you,” Finn said, handing Marnie off to me.

  “You look warm, angel. Let me get you some water,” I kissed her pink cheek and carried her over to the refrigerator, grabbing a sippy cup with water out of it before handing it over to her.

  Taking the packages of burgers out of the refrigerator, I put them on the countertop for Finn and Bo to take out to the grill before closing the door. Finn was attempting to sneak a taste of the frosting of Liliana’s birthday cake when I turned around.

  I hit his hand away, “Finn Walker McAllister, you haven’t even washed your hands after playing outside. That is disgusting.”

  “You know you love it,” Finn winked at me.

  “I love when you are naughty in the bedroom, not when you are trying to taste the frosting off your daughter’s cake with dirty fingers,” I scowled at him.

  Finn pouted and walked over to me, splaying his hands out on my belly, “Speaking of naughty in the bedroom, how’s my son?”

  We had found out a week ago, my three-month mark, that we were going to be having another boy. Leo, who just turned four in January, was excited to have a little baby brother this time around. Liliana, who was turning three today, wasn’t as excited when we told her the news. Marnie, our sixteen-month old, couldn’t care less.

  I put my free hand over his, “We’ve got a mover on our hands. He’s already quite active.”

  “We’ve got another soccer player on our hands then,” he chuckled.

  I rolled my eyes at him and gave him a quick kiss, “Go make the burgers, your pregnant wife is hungry.”

  “Yes, ma’am,” Finn smirked, grabbing the burger packages from the countertop and heading out to the grill with Bo.

  “Men,” Angie and I said at the same time before breaking into a fit of giggles.

  The rest of the party went off without a hitch. Liliana and our family enjoyed some birthday cake and we all watched her open her presents. When everyone had left for the night, and the kids were all in bed, the cleanup began.

  As I finished putting the last of the leftover fruit and vegetables into the refrigerator, Finn came in from taking out the several garbage bags that we had filled during the party. Closing the refrigerator door, I came around the island and wrapped my arms around Finn’s neck.

  “Happy now?” I smiled innocently.

  “That we’re done cleaning up? Hell yes,” he grinned, his arms snaking around my waist.

  “Not just with that. You have a three-year-old little girl now…does that make you happy?”

  “Of course it does, she’s growing up so fast. But, we also have a four-year-old boy and an almost one and a half-year-old. They are the best things to ever be given to me. Well, besides you.”

  I giggled, “Nice save.”

  “You all mean so much to me, Jules. I never thought that I’d get this. I never thought I’d have a beautiful wife who loved and cared about me as much as you do. I never thought I would have three kids, a fourth one on the way, who looked up to me so much and who think that I’m some sort of super hero.”

  “You are a super hero to them,” I offered.

  He smiled, “I guess you are right. I do scare away the monsters for them every night.”

  “We all love you so much, Finn. This little family of ours, it’s the most wonderful thing in the world. And to think, it’s all because you saved me from falling that night at the bar.”

  “Maybe we should thank your poor sense of balance,” he teased.

  “I was pushed!” I defended myself.

  He chuckled, “I know you were, baby. We sure have been through a lot since then.”

  I nodded, “Many ups and downs. Many close calls with losing one another both literally and figuratively.”

  “Would you trade it for anything?” He asked quietly.

  “Not for all the money in the world. Because in the end, I am with you and our family.”

  “Not even for all the Culver’s custard you could ever eat?”

  I playfully pushed him, “Now you’re just pushing your luck.”

  “Oo, I’m getting lucky tonight?” He licked his lips.

  “Maybe if you beg.”

  “You’ll be the one begging for release.”

  “Oh yeah? Prove it.” I challenged.

  Finn lifted me up into his arms, turning off the kitchen light and carrying me up to our bedroom. Placing me on the bed, his hands skimmed up my thighs and under my maternity dress, his fingers hooking around my panties before he slid them off. I pulled off Finn’s shirt as he lifted my dress over my head. He kneeled at the edge of the bed, pushing my legs open lightly. Flashbacks of the first night we ever had sex coming quickly back to the forefront.

  “You remember our first time?” Finn asked quietly, leaning over my body as he started to move south.

  “Mhm,” I mumbled.

  “You were so worried that I wouldn’t like your body, but I loved it. Damn, the look on your face when I started to go down on you, just like this…” He licked over the apex of my thighs and I groaned.

  “I knew I had to take care of you. Show you how a girl should be treated in the bedroom.”

  I closed my eyes, picturing myself back in this position that night, “I had never had a guy go down on me before that.”

  His tongue flicked against my clit and my back arched off the bed, “Such a shame, because you taste divine.”

  Finn’s tongue and mouth went to work, his fingers sliding in me forcing me to gasp. I focused on his movements, the need for release coming quicker than I wanted it to.

  “Oh, Finn!” I cried out as my orgasm washed over my body.

  When I opened my eyes, Finn was standing over me, slipping his fingers into his mouth and groaning with pleasure at the taste.

  “Holy fuck,” I panted, my eyes never leaving his.

  “So sweet,” he answered, his fingers coming out from between his lips.

  He slipped off his pants and boxers before climbing over me.

  “Should we do it like we did that night?” Finn smiled at me.

  I nodded, “Make love to me, Mr. McAllister.”

  “With pleasure, Mrs. McAllister.”

  And he did.

  The End

  Acknowledgements

  There are many people that I would like to thank for inspiring me to write. My mother, Denise, who always told me that I didn’t need to pursue a degree in English in order to be a writer which allowed me to purse other passions. My father, Chuck, for being so suppor
tive of my writing and encouraging me to continue doing what I love. My grandmother, Diane, for always being there when I needed her and always telling me to do my best. It always helped when you’d say that you were proud of me, especially when it came from all three of you.

  The best friends that anybody could ask for Megan, Alexis, and Tonya. Sure, there are many other friends out there who inspired me, but you three are the ones who were always allowing me to be late to functions because I was so caught up in writing. I wouldn’t have been able to develop the characters as well as I did if I didn’t have you guys because I based them off of all of you. Thank you all for being the most amazing women and friends to me, especially during times of intense stress and new things that get thrown out way.