As Mac neared the bed he removed his slippers before climbing in. Slipping under the sheets he wrapped his arm around his wife, while his hand began caressing her tummy. Stiffing up, she turned on her side.
Feeling her tense Mac stopped. Wondering to himself if he had hurt her.
"Did I hurt you love?"
"Hmm..no. I'm just really tired tonight Mac."
Mac knew something was wrong. Ever since he brought her home she'd been acting funny when he went to touch her. Not wanting to upset her, he wrapped her in close and held her.
"I love you Stel."
"I know Mac. I love you too, night."
While she slept Mac continued to think back to the last few days. Leaving his confused as to why she was always shying away from him. He knew she had been hell. But if she was in pain, why wasn't she being honest with him. They didn't have secrets between them, ever. That was the thing they promised each other. No more secrets.
Letting his thoughts clear away, he closed his eyes and fell into sleep. The following morning he woke. Stepping into his slipper he felt something squish between his toes.
Realizing it was puppy poop, he sighed deep.
"Damn it. For Christ sakes."
Leaning over the bed Stella realized Mac had a sipper full. Trying not to laugh she covered her mouth with the blanket.
"Funny Stel. Keep laughing."
Getting up from the bed he hopped into the washroom leaving Stella unable to contain her laughter this time.
"Oh God Mac. You look like a giant Easter bunny."
Slamming the bathroom door she heard the shower running.
"What did you do in daddy's slipper Bonkers?"
Hearing his name, he tilted his head to side, and plopped his tongue out just staring at Stella.
"Let's go Bonkers. Come on, before daddy comes out."
Heading downstairs with Mitch, Stella started breakfast.
A short time later Mac walked down and found Bonkers running in circles barking at him.
"Arrf, arrf."
Seeing the ball in front of him, he picked it up and tossed it across the floor. Watching as the pup chased it.
"I should be mad at you. You know that right?"
"Arrf, arrf."
"Mac, breakfast is ready."
While he walked over to the table he picked up his son and sat down.
"I'm going to grab a shower Mac. I'll be back."
"Okay love."
Snuggling his son he caressed his little crown before kissing him. Unwrapping his little fist, he placed his finger between them. Watching as they curled back into his.
"So handsom my son. Look at you. So much like your mommy. Are you ready to find out if we can make you a little brother or sister in a few years? Would you like that Mitch?"
Yawning at his daddy. He opened his one eye and smiled. Then closing it again, he fell back into sleep.
"Okay Mac. I'm ready."
Passing her their baby. Mac placed Bonkers into his cage before they left.