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I drive Reagan to her moms house, so we can pick up Toby. As she gets out of the truck to go get Toby, I lean my head against the seat with a sigh. Another baby. A wide smile takes place on my face at the thought, but I can't ignore the nervous feeling in my stomach. I don't know why I'm nervous, but for some reason it's just there.
Reagan comes out of her moms house, Toby attached to her hip, a bag of cheerios in his hand. She walks him to the truck, putting him into his car seat.
"Hi Daddy" Toby waves, and I grin.
"Hi Bub"
"Are you hungry?" Reagan asks him, kissing his cheek. He nods, picking up a few cheerios and shoving them in his mouth "Alright, we'll go and get you some food, Daddy and I have something to tell you"
"Okay Mommy" He nods, and Reagan climbs into the passenger seat.
"Where do you want to eat?" I ask.
"I want tacos" Toby grins "And chicken fingers" He adds with a giggle.
"Don Pablo's it is" I chuckle, I drive to the mall, that had the Don Pablo's right next to it. We walk in and get a table, looking over our menus.
"What do you want to drink?" Reagan asks Toby who is seated in her lap across from me.
"I want juice" He says.
"Okay, apple, orange or fruit punch?"
"Fruit punch"
"Okay" She nods, the waitress comes over to us, asking for our drinks.
"I'll take a Root Beer, and he wants a fruit punch" Reagan says, the waitress writing it down
"And you?" She turns to me.
"Dr. Pepper" I answer and she nods, writing it down.
"I'll be back with your drinks, and to take your order" She smiles, turning around and walking away.
"I want chicken fingers" Toby says, resting his head on his hands "But Mommy, I want tacos"
"I'll get the tacos, and you can have some of mine" She kisses his cheeks, and he nods, smiling up at her. Discretely, I take a picture of the two of them, smiling lightly. The nervousness that was once there about having another kid is completely gone, reassurance easily filling me at how amazing Reagan and I are at parenting.
"What are you thinking about?" Reagan asks me "You're smiling an awful lot" She winks.
"I just love you two" I shrug, and she grins.
"Well, we both love you just as much"
"Here are you drinks..." The waitress walks over, sitting our drinks in front of us "Are you guys ready to order?"
"I am, are you?" Reagan asks, looking over at me.
"Yes" I nod "You first" I chuckle
"Alright, well I want the taco platter, no guac, but a double of salsa" She says "And he wants chicken fingers, with fries right Baby?" She runs her fingers through Toby's hair.
"I want fries" Toby nods, drawing on his kids menu.
"With fries" Reagan chuckles, turning her attention back to the waitress.
"Okay" The waitress nods, turning her attention to me.
"I'll have the chicken fajitas, no guac, double on rice" I say, and she takes mine and Reagan's menu, walking away.
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Surrogate | A.M. |
FanfictionA story in which a man, falls for his surrogate mother, whom is carrying a child for him and his gay lover. DISCLAIMER: This story is very old and needs hella editing. i.e There are sentences in Italian that aren't translated until the authors note...
