Author Note: Thank you to all who read my first entry on the site. There were some harsh critics but the reviews were mostly positive. I have taken the criticism to heart and done my best to fix the grammar. However, grammar programs are no substitute for a human proofreader so bare with me. Once again I thank you for reading my stories. Enjoy.
"Thanks again," Sarah said to the Uber driver. Most times you were lucky if you got a bearable driver. Most were mediocre; who were doing it because they needed the money, but then there where the few that were actual human beings. She had gotten an older gent this time, who even took the time to help her load and unload her bag. She made sure to leave him a generous tip and this time she could afford too seeing as she had, had a good weekend.
Sarah unlocked the front door of her house as quietly as possibly. She wanted to surprise Bas. She had managed to catch an earlier flight and she got lucky because they also upgraded her to first class. So she managed to get some sleep on the flight home. Luckily the lights from the living room and the main hallway were on so she wouldn't have to navigate her way in the dark. She shut the door and left her bag by the door and caught herself in the mirror by the door.
Now she was glad she visited the beauty salon before her flight. Her long golden blond hair had that wild and feathery look that Farrah Fawcett sported back in the day. The girls at the saloon had shadowed her eyes so that her brown looked smoky and exotic. Her lips painted strawberry red, which made them look more kissable. She turned to her side so she could look at the rest of herself. Her business suit emphasized all of her curves her skirt made her bottom more pronounce and her chest...she opened two more buttons on her blouse so that edge of her lacy powder blue bra was visible. Not that she really needed to tease this way, generally her C cups were enough to grab any mans attention, but she wanted to make her man wild.
She quickly took off her heels as she made her way silently down the hall and peeked into the living room. What she saw made her run back to the front door as quietly as she could to get her Camera out of her purse. She walked back quietly into the room once again. She took a moment to get the right angle and snapped the picture. She couldn't wait to print the picture and frame it.
She looked at Bas who was sleeping in the hammock they had set up in their living room some time ago. One of his legs hung over the edge and rested against a chair. His arms lay limply on pillows set on either side of him. On his chest laid their daughter Ali her curly blonde head resting against his naked chest, her little knees tucked beneath her so that her little bum stuck straight up into the air.
If Sarah wasn't already turned on, this would have definitely started her engines. As carefully as she could she scooped her daughter of her husband's chest. She fussed a bit and for a moment she thought Ali might wake up but as she snuggled her daughter close to her chest. Ali sighed and fell right back to sleep. She managed to get up stairs and settle her daughter into her bed and tuck her in and kiss her goodnight.
As she gently left the door of her daughter's room slightly open; a wicked idea struck her suddenly. She managed to retrieve her bag, without waking up her husband and hid her stuff away in their room and prepared a few more items before she called her husband.
Sebastian woke with a start at the sound of "Naught, Sexy, Bitchy Me" By Tata Yong it was the ring tone he had designated for his wife. He turned over to where he heard it and picked it up and managed to pick up the call, even though his eye lids were still glued together.
"Hey Baby." At the mention of the word Sebastian sat up so quickly that he fell out of the hammock.
"Hey honey, what was that?"Sara whispered over the phone.
"Oh nothing just stubbed my toe with that stupid chair," he stated as he wildly looked around the room for his: one year, three-month, and nine-day old child. He wondered if she had somehow managed to crawl off somewhere and was already rushing into the kitchen when he asked his wife why she was whispering.
"I'm sitting next to a family and their kids are asleep."
"Ah I see," he replied as he checked the laundry room.
"Is everything okay, you sound a little distracted?"
"I'm fine, everything is fine," He rushed into the bathroom saw that it was clear and rushed out again.
"Okay, hey baby can you put Ali on the phone."
"No, I can't..." He said a little more sharply than he had intended and stopped in mid sentence before he could even figure out what to say. This was exactly like the time his mother had caught him smoking marijuana.
"Why not, what's going on?" His wife sternness travelled through the phone line easily enough.
"Nothing, nothing," He said stalling trying to stall his wife, before he had to tell her, he had lost their daughter after he had fallen asleep. The light bulb that went off had his mouth working again. "It's that I just finally got her to sleep."
"Ah, really, then take a picture and send it to me, you know how much I love watching her sleep in her crib with her blanket and that fuzzy wolf of hers."
Sebastian would have slapped his own forehead but settled for imaging himself taking the action.
"Sure babe, just give me a second to get upstairs."
Sebastian ran up the flight of stairs before he slowed his pace and reached his daughter's room, the door was ajar which unusual, especially in the summer months but he ignored that thought and as quietly as he possibly could he opened the door. It creaked once or twice reminding him that he needed to get some more W-D40. He looked over to the crib and saw the small form of his baby girl. He approached the crib with exaggerated slowness because he knew he had a heavy step.
He looked down on his daughter who slept like the dead, so much so that he pulled down the pocket mirror from the shelf nearby and he placed it near her face. He exhaled in relief when he saw the mirror fog. He pulled the mirror away and quickly took a picture and sent it to his wife before he did his best to kiss his sleeping daughter without waking her.
He managed it and managed to make his way out of the room without disturbing her, and even moved the door back into place before he spoke to his wife.
"Did you get it?"
