Forever Mine (Joe & Ella 2)

On the path Millie-Rose was barking out orders in her three year old bossy way. She had a mass of blonde curls like her Mum and liked to tell anyone who’d listen how things should be. She wasn’t shy in the slightest and had that go getter trait that I had. She was Daddy’s princess and I defied any male to come into my house and try to date her. I told her as often as I could that she couldn’t date until she was thirty and I had a shotgun just the same as Nanny Jean’s to chase any boys away until then. She wasn’t impressed and usually shouted for her Mother to tell me to stop. She was currently in love with five boys in her day nursery that Ella took her to twice a week, but I didn’t want to hear it. If anyone thought I was protective of my Ella, then they hadn’t seen anything yet.

Totally oblivious to Millie-Rose’s orders to leave the stones alone was our little bruiser Joe Junior or JJ as we called him. He was eighteen months old and still waddling along with his nappy hanging behind him. His favourite thing to do was water the stones and the path then jump in the puddles he made. He was currently pouring water all over Millie-Rose’s new pink sparkly dance shoes, and he was wearing nothing but his nappy and a pair of camouflage patterned green wellies. I snapped a picture on my phone to keep for his eighteenth birthday to taunt him. Millie was shouting and calling out to Ella to come and sort JJ out and stomping around her curls flying all over the place. I grinned as I saw my beautiful Ella, looking as gorgeous as ever, coming over to the path where JJ was and join in the puddle stomping. Then swing Millie up in her arms and give her a massive hug and blowing a raspberry on her cheek before telling her if the shoes were ruined she’d buy her new ones. Ella was the best Mum a kid could ever wish for. She took to Motherhood like a duck to water. Good thing really seeing as I only had to look at Ella and she fell pregnant.

She was wearing my favourite yellow sundress. It tied around her neck, a halter neck I think they call that, and it showed off her magnificent boobs and skinny waist so it was a winner with me every day of the week. I wouldn’t let her wear it to take Freddie to the local school nursery though, too many stay at home Dads were at the school gates ogling her and it made me crazy jealous.

I stepped out from my hiding place at the side of the house and Freddie saw me first.

“Daddy!” He shrieked running over to me as fast as his little legs could carry him.

I picked him up and swung him round. He hugged me tightly around the neck and started telling me all about his day and how his nursery teacher Mrs Bayliss had given him star of the day because he helped to tidy the home corner and could recite all the letter sounds he’d learnt so far.

Next it was Millie pulling on my trousers and asking where her hug and swing was. I put Freddie down and gave Millie the same greeting. She kissed me and told me she loved me more than Dyson Jones who had just started at her nursery that week. I huffed, “What sort of name is Dyson? Who names their kid after a household appliance?” I quipped but she didn’t get it. Ella laughed though.

I went over to Joe junior but all I got was a high five, he was more interested in his puddles closely followed by his Mother. He was a Mummies’ boy through and through that one.

Last but not least my wife. She was sitting on the grass now giving me that look that said she had something to tell me. I sat down next to her and pushed her down so she was lying on the grass and kissed her, a proper ‘I’ve missed you and I can’t wait for the kids to go to bed so we can carry this on in the bedroom’ kiss. Right on cue a little hand came into contact with where our lips were joined and started patting us and crying, “No Daddy, my Mummy, no Daddy, naughty Daddy.”

We both laughed at JJ’s attempt to separate us, he hated me kissing his Mum. Tough luck kid, I’d compromise a lot for my babies but that was one thing I wouldn’t compromise on.

“JJ don’t be naughty, you know Daddy likes to kiss Mummy.” Millie-Rose said, leading her little brother away and encouraging him to make more puddles to take his mind of it.

“I like your hellos, even if JJ doesn’t.” Ella gasped pulling me down for another kiss. She tasted sweet like cherries and smelt like home. I bit her lip and pulled on it gently.

“I like our

goodnights better.” I growled running my hands down her side and having a sneaky grab of her ass whilst the kids weren’t looking.

She chuckled and pushed me off then sat up and gave me that look again.

“You want to tell me something don’t you.” I narrowed my eyes at her and waited.

“Before I tell you, you have to promise not to freak out okay.”

Oh no what had the kids been up to now, “Did one of the kids scratch my new E-Type?”

“No.”

“Are they building a new shopping mall at the end of the lane?”

“No!” She laughed.

“You’re running away with one of the Dads from Freddie’s school.”

“Eww and no! Now will you let me tell you?”

I sat still and she took a deep breath.

“I’m pregnant….again.” She grimaced as if I’d go off like a bottle top, but I have no idea why.

“Oh my God Ella, that’s bloody amazing news!” I rolled her back onto her back and started kissing her again as she laughed and Joe Junior started shouting his disapproval from the path.

“Jesus you two not in front of the kids please!” Max’s voice boomed across the lawn to us as he walked over hand in hand with his fiancée Katie.

Joe Junior proceeded to shout out “Jesus Daddy!” over and over again.

“Great, thanks for teaching him that new cuss Max.” I shouted back.

He laughed and came to sit with Ella and I. Ella stood up and gave both Max and Katie a hug then Ella and Katie went off into the house, no doubt to talk about weddings, babies and us two.