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by Silver, Jordan


  "What are you thinking about so hard in here?"

  My girl was looking all kinds of ripe, I know what she was up to she wanted me to plant another one in her.

  "Nothing, just reminiscing about the past few years, where're the monsters? It's way too quiet out there."

  “The boys are building something or other with their new building set Derrick got them and Ashley's waiting for you to have your tea party." She sat on my lap and of course she could feel my want for her. She raised her eyes at me while grinding into my crotch.

  "Hmmm, somebody's sure happy to see me." I kissed her long and hard putting everything I felt for her in it.

  "Thank you baby." I held my whole world in my hands.

  "What for?" she wrinkled her brow.

  "For making me the happiest mother-fucker alive."

  "Gage and Suzette Maddox are on the red carpet once again folks, it's hard to believe that just a little over six years ago this couple was facing one of the darkest periods any couple could face and now look at them. How many kids do they have now Julia, is it five or six?"

  "I think that's number six she's carrying."

  "I guess that proves that all the rumors of false reconciliations and studio high jinx were unfounded, I don't know about the rest of you folks but six kids in as many years says committed relationship to me. Let's go have a chat with the ever private duo."

  "Fuck this noise, why are we doing this again butterfly?"

  "Because it's work, now smile baby, before tomorrow's headlines say we hate each other and can't stand to be around one another."

  "Like I give a fuck what these assholes think, you think the kids are doing okay?" I worry about my kids so sue me I hate leaving them alone while we have to go to one of these stupid things. The family is great about watching over them because I still don't trust strangers around my family my old housekeeper and her daughter are the only exceptions.

  She squeezed my waist as she smiled up at me.

  "Yes papa bear, the babies are fine."

  "What about this one?" I laid my hand on the bulge of her protruding stomach.

  "She's on a roller coaster ride, hasn't been still since we got out of the car."

  I gave her poor abused tummy a rub and then removed my hand, didn't want to give the California condors too much fodder. Usually I would've had a little chat with my baby girl and tell her to take it easy on mommy, but if I put my lips anywhere near her stomach in this crowd that shit would be all over the world tomorrow. That shit was private, they'd taken enough of our private moments they weren't getting anymore.

  "One hour and then we bounce I promised my little princess a bedtime story the way only daddy can do it, with all the voices and everything."

  She snickered at my imitation of our daughter, my little girl was a daddy's girl through and through stick her in a room with all the adults in the family and she gravitated to her daddy each and every time, though Suzette tried cheating sometimes, bribing her with treats, my baby girl would take the sweets from mommy and run back to her daddy.

  My boys are pre convict, no joke it's going to be a full time job keeping their little asses out of jail when they grow up. The oldest one, junior, he's the ringleader he learned everything he knows from his cousin Jonathan, who learned everything he knows from Brian, need I say more? I'm thinking of putting my butterfly in an induced coma during their teen years just to save her the aggravation.

  "You know I know about the stink bombs right?"

  "What what're you talking about?" I pulled on my collar it was getting tight all of a sudden.

  "Your son ratted you out." She had the nerve to laugh at such blasphemy.

  "Who, which one? And besides I'm innocent don't know what you're talking about lady."

  "Uh huh, when they start getting into trouble at school you'll see."

  "Why do you always blame me? Your kids are little terrors you know."

  "Oh yeah did they go on the Internet and order the stuff to make them?"

  "You ever seen that E*TRADE commercial? Who knows what the fuck they get up to after we're in bed. Who snitched?"

  "Gabe." She laughed at my wounded look, I thought for sure it would've been Jason the youngest boy not Gabriel, okay he was the baby of the trips but he was still older than Jace, damn I'm gonna have to have a talk with him about sharing tree house secrets.

  "Okay, what did you do with them?"

  "You'll never know." She folded her lips and zipped.

  My girl has come a long way, before these red carpet things used to freak her out, I found that if I kept her mind occupied with talk of the kids it went easier for her, and me too. People were still calling me a sap; I'd lost some of my fan base and gained some in return so no worries. I guess some people didn't understand love, fuck ‘em. I'd rather have their hate than lose our love I win.

  "Maddox, over here." The glare of the flashing cameras penetrated again, for a while I'd almost forgotten they were there. James and his crew of hand picked security detail surrounded us as we walked the line.

  I’d come a long way too from those dark days, I’m glad as fuck I followed my heart and not my pride, I wouldn’t trade a minute of the last six years for anything.

  “I love you butterfly.”

  She smiled up at me and squeezed my hand in hers.

  “I love you more.”

  THE END

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