"…And that is how your father and I were married."
"Again! Tell it again, Mother!"
I smiled, giggling at the child I held in my lap. "I'm afraid not, my sweet. It's very late and far past your bedtime."
She crawled onto the bed we sat on, wriggling under the covers. "Will you tell it again tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow?" I sat on the edge of the mattress. "Autumn, wouldn't you like to hear a different story tomorrow?"
She shook her head, her red and blonde locks splaying on the pillow. "I like this story."
I laughed lightly and pressed a kiss to her forehead, covering her with the blankets. "Very well then. Tomorrow I'll tell you again. In the meantime, it's time for you to get some sleep. Good night." I stood and blew out the candle. The moon shone through the window.
As I got to the doorway, she called, "I love you, Mother."
I turned back with a smile. "I love you too, darling." I stepped into the hallway and closed the door.
"Well? Did she like it?"
I whirled to see my husband standing over me. "Yes. Just like the other three times I've had to tell her. She never gets tired of the story."
"Well, neither do I." He began to sweep me into a kiss.
I shoved him away at the sudden kick in my swollen stomach. "Oh!" I looked down in surprise. "Goodness, he kicks harder than Autumn ever did."
Leon knelt to my abdomen and placed his hands on it gently. "Hey. You make it pretty hard to kiss your mother, you know that? You get to be with her all day. Let someone else have a turn."
"Oh, stop it. He doesn't know what he's doing." I rolled my eyes.
He suddenly pressed his ear to my stomach. "What's that? You're willing to share? Yeah, ok! I like that idea." He stood again.
"What are you going to—Oh!"
Leon whisked me into his arms and began walking down to our bedroom. He pushed open the door and laid me on the bed, then proceeded to crawl in after me. "Your parasite wants us to cuddle."
"Parasite? This is your future child you're talking about!" I felt myself being pulled in close to him.
Leon held me close. "I know. But until he learns to share his mother with me, he's a parasite."
In spite of myself, I laughed. I snuggled up next to him, my husband, and sighed contently. "Good night, Leon."
"Good night, love."
I closed my eyes and fell asleep in his arms, safe and warm, and right where I knew I belonged.
Well, that's one more story ended and complete. It's been a long road to this point, but... I'll miss it. I always hate to see a story end.
I hope you, my dear reader, enjoyed it as much as I did creating it.