A.J. Llewellyn - Phantom Lover 04 - Summer Love by A.J. Llewellyn

Author:A.J. Llewellyn [Administrator]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Iawoke to the sensation of being smothered. I opened one eye and found Baby Kimo curled into me, the way I was curled, in turn, to my husband.

The lovely odor of a dirty diaper. I groaned. “Welcome to our future.” My husband kissed my shoulder and I tried to shift the baby a little, but all three boys were lying on top of us. Kimo’s hand, which was firmly encircling my waist under the covers, tightened its hold on me.

“Mama!” Baby Kimo was awake now, covering my face with kisses. Our bedroom door opened and Maluhia bustled in with a tray of coffee, breakfast rolls and fruit.

“Did you wake them?” she flashed accusatory eyes at her twins as Baby Kimo reached over to kiss his daddy.

“Somebody smells. I’ll change him.” My sister held her arms out for the baby who shrieked.

“No! Kimo want Mama!” His little arms clung to me.

Mama? The mental fog was clearing. When had he started calling me Mama?

“I’ll bring a fresh diaper.” My sister was in a damned good mood.

“We’ll come with you. Where are my shorts?”

Kimo frowned.

“On second thoughts, yeah, bring me a diaper. Good idea. Thanks, hon.”

Kimo smiled again.

The twins were dueling over food now, pawing at the rolls and fruit.

Reluctantly moving away from one another, Kimo and I sat up and he fed the baby some pineapple before it all disappeared.

Maluhia returned. The boys graciously moved over so I could change his diaper.

“There are pancakes in the kitchen, kids.” Maluhia ruffled their little heads and off they went, pushing and poking at each other to be the first out the door.

My sister sat on the foot of the bed, holding the tray as I finished changing the baby and put his diaper into the plastic bag on the floor. Kimo took possession of the tray again, pouring out coffee. Maluhia took one cup and, as soon as I’d sanitized my hands, I took another, the baby tumbling onto Kimo’s lap.

“Daddy!”

“Angel!” The two Kimos grinned at each other.

“How was last night?” I asked, passing the cup back to Kimo. We always shared our coffee…our food…everything except what was under the sheets.

“He’s insatiable.” She glanced at my husband.

“You can talk in front of Kimo.”

“Well…it’s just that…”

The baby was lying on his back on Kimo’s lap, his little feet on his daddy’s chest, his intense brown eyes staring back up at her.

She glanced down at him. “I don’t know…”

“He’s a baby. He doesn’t understand a word you’re saying.”

“A baby? Your son is a thousand years old…I’m embarrassed talking about…you know, doing it in front of him. I have this feeling he understands everything.”

Baby Kimo picked up a breakfast roll, tearing it with his fingers, giggling when Kimo took a bite.

“Did you have fun?” I was getting worried now. I couldn’t read her anymore. I got a lot of cloudiness when I tried to tune into her.

“Yes, but…I couldn’t handle more than three times with him…Lopaka…I’ve seen Kimo naked. Sorry, but I have…anyway, he’s enormous and you’re well…you know…lean.

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