Markus and Abraham have grown quite fond of our roles in this marriage and the way things have shaken out. After the accident and moving to Chicago, we decided that my staying home with the kids, at least for a few years, would be the best option for us. Being the first chance I have had to be a stay at home mom really doesn’t take much time for me to get in the groove with. Spending the days with the kids and being able to have play dates, almost daily, with Ember and little Vincent is something that I am very happy with.
I do miss the students and my school family up in Milwaukee, but knowing that after the kids are all in school I will be able to get back into teaching with little fuss. Although I am thinking that both Markus and Abraham might have issues, as they did about me working in Milwaukee, and about me working in Chicago. I just love what I do and how I can impact the lives of students with special education needs. Knowing that the longer I am away from it the more difficult I will find it to return.
Markus and Abraham make sure to let us have time away from Rebel and the girls, too. Don’t get me wrong and think that I don’t enjoy my time at home with them, far from it. I just like having the option to have adult time. During the two years between when David died and Abraham coming into my life, I had little adult time to enjoy. My husbands do not forget this time and know it is needed to help me be a better mother and wife. Not just time out to have dinner, drinks, or take in a movie, but real time for us to spend together as lovers. This time is mostly spent in the play room at our home, though on occasion we do venture out to The Dungeon, but not very frequently now.
This evening is one of those nights and it being Valentine’s Day only adds to the excitement. Markus has explained to me, that although it is a new thing, The Dungeon will be having a gathering tonight to celebrate the holiday. Not knowing what a bunch of Doms, let alone bikers, know about throwing a Valentine’s party, I am on edge thinking of all the possibilities. Throughout the day my mind has wandered to all the different things that could take place tonight and I am very excited to see how it plays out.
Talking with Ember earlier today I found out that her and Doc are going out tonight, as well. The first that comes to my mind is wondering if her old man will let her come to The Dungeon. It has been a long while since they have come out to the Dungeon, hell the only time we spend together, other than the kids play dates, is when we run into each other at the Clubhouse. Ember is close to the end of her pregnancy and we have not done a scene together since before she found out. I wonder if that is what the men have in store for us tonight.
Chapter 2
Ember
When we found out that I was pregnant it changed nothing between Vincent and me, except for his level of protection over me. Which I really didn’t think could get more excessive… I was wrong. He has a hard time letting me out of his sight in the house, let alone me leaving the house without him. When he works however, all bets are off. Pearl and I have been meeting up almost daily to let the kids play together and for us to get some girl/adult time together at the same time. It is not that Vincent would not let me see Pearl, he just is so protective of me and the baby that he would want to drive me, watch me while I am there, more that he is not there to chaperone me in case something happens.
UGH! I am an adult and have lived on my own before. He is just overly attentive because when I left after the turmoil that Clutch caused, he didn’t get the choice of being a part of my pregnancy. I took it away from him, and will work every day to make it up to him.
Since the night of Pearl’s wedding, Vincent and I have done little to nothing outside of the house other than Doctor’s appointments, some occasional trips to the Clubhouse, and even fewer trips down the road to spend time with Pearl and her husbands and kids.
Vincent and our son have formed a very tight bond over the past ten months and it is amazing for me to see. As they spend more and more time together their similarities come to the surface and I am brought so much joy and peace. Little Vincent can spend hours outside in the garage with his daddy, and frequently does when he is not in school. Vincent has even taken our son to the Clubhouse on occasion, which has not gone over well with me. I never win that argument though, “Boys will be boys” is all my old man will say.
Knowing that we are together as a family and waiting on the arrival of our little girl, Dalia, brings us nothing but happiness. I know that Vincent wants nothing more than for us to be a family, but this pregnancy has not been easy, and planning for such an event has been the furthest thing from my mind. I am not sure why we don’t just go down to the courthouse and say our vows. When I have brought it up to him in recent months he always says that he wants his brothers to be there, and that he wouldn’t fucking take me to the courthouse like a thief in the fucking night or some shit.