You can be my full time baby, hot or cold.

You can be my full time baby, hot or cold. by pinklipstiiick featuring Meadham Kirchhoff t-shirts

"Wake up beautiful," Ben said softly after pressing a kiss against my bare shoulder, my heart already beating faster as I wondered how many more days I'd get to wake up like this - beside the man I had spent over half of my life being in love with. I couldn't be certain, but I didn't want it to end any time soon.... or ever.

I smiled but kept my eyes closed, moving just so slightly to let him know that I was slowly waking up. "Mhm. What time is it?" I whispered in a tiny voice.

"Time to open your eyes," He said quietly, smiling big when I did as he suggested. Yes, this was the best view to wake up to. "Good morning."

My gaze dropped onto the tray in his hands, it being filled with everything that could possibly pass as breakfast. "I feel so spoiled right now," I admitted in a barely audible tone, rolling over onto my back and stretching my arms out to cup his handsome face and pull him closer to mine. "I might get used to it," I added before pressing the softest and sweetest yet most perfect kiss on his lips.

"Please do," He murmured against my mouth as he stared into my eyes, making me wonder if he meant it. I pulled away regretfully to lift myself in a sitting position, my back resting against the bed frame as he set the tray on my thighs. "That's the point of me taking you on vacation."

"Oh?" I lifted an eyebrow as I stared at him, trying to conceal my smirk but feeling it widen instead. He was so perfect, sometimes I couldn't even remember why we broke up... what we fought about. "Is that why you brought me? To spoil me?"

"No," He grinned back at me. "But since we're here, I figured I might as well."

I picked up the knife and dipped it into the jam, spreading it over the toast he had made me. A genuine smile played on my lips, the idea of spending the rest of the vacation acting as though the past few years hadn't happened? I had no complaints. "When will I get to spoil you back?" I asked and brought the toast up to my lips, biting into it and chewing. I grinned as he watched me, wondering where his mind was while I swallowed then licked my lips. 

"What did you have in mind?" He asked with a fake innocent expression on his gorgeous face, his eyes flicking down to my chest for a quick moment.

"Are you going to eat breakfast with me?" I asked instead, grabbing a grape from the fruit platter and popping it into my mouth. 

A quiet laugh escaped him and he shook his head, "You're ignoring my question."

"Come sit with me," I smiled before biting my lip, watching his body move as he sat down beside me on the bed again. My eyes dropped down to his abs, appreciating the fact that he hadn't gotten fully dressed yet. Although he had sweats on now, his body was tempting as ever. "Help yourself," I motioned towards the tray, feeling my appetite for him grow. It'd only been a few days since we hooked up... but it was constantly on my mind, making me wonder what would happen next. If anything. Maybe I was over thinking things, but I wanted something to happen... badly. 

He grabbed the toast from my hand and took a bite, catching me off guard. "Thanks," He said after swallowing, a grin on his lips.

"Hey, no stealing!" I protested as I faked a frown, my hands trying to cover as much food on the trey as possible.

He only grinned wider, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and kissing my pouty lips. "Sorry, but it looked too good to resist," He said and glanced over my body once again, making me wonder if he meant me or the food. I was hoping he meant me. 

"We'll see if I can forgive you..." I trailed off as I leaned into his touch, my head resting on his shoulder and my hand reaching for more grapes. "You have something to make up for now."

He looked down at me, his lips curving into a smile this time, a big gorgeous one that showed how happy he was right now. It made my heart race, made me want to put that perfect smile on his face over and over again. Over the past 10 years, our relationship had been like a roller coaster going from its highs when we were in love without a care in the world to the lows where we barely even spoke to each other. If I could take back those years where we were hardly even friends, I would. I preferred seeing Ben like this; happy. "I already have a plan," He announced, breaking eye contact since he knew me well and that I'd be a very curious girl at his words. 

I shifted on the bed and turned my head to look at him, my gaze looking for his. "Tell me," I said seriously in the same tone I used to use when we were together and I wouldn't take no as answer.

"I was thinking we could take the boat, sail around a little-" He started explaining when his eyes caught a little shadow coming from the hallway. 

"Papa?" Gabe's voice cut him off and a second later he was stepping into our room, rubbing his sleepy eyes with the back of his hands.

"Bonjour," I smiled to him, pulling away from Ben as he let his arm drop along his side. I wasn't sure what was going on between the two of us, but the one thing I knew for certain was that our con had to be left out of it. 

He climbed on the bed, noticing the food then looking at his dad as he furrowed his brows. "I want my cereal," He said in a tiny sleepy voice, wedging his body between ours and cuddling against me. "Please," Ben grinned at him and kissed his forehead.

"I'm so hungry," Gabe made a dramatic pout as he rubbed his tummy, getting a laugh out of both Ben and myself. 

With a sigh, Ben crawled out of bed and left the room, leaving me and my baby alone. He reached for a muffin and picked at it, always eating only the top and leaving the rest for me to finish. "How'd you sleep handsome?" I asked and ran a hand through his hair while he shrugged his shoulders, still obviously tired.  "Okay," He said with a yawn. "Did you sleep okay maman?" I looked down at him with his eyes so innocent, smiling wider since I wish I could keep him that way always. "I did," I answered honestly, not mentioning the part where I slept better in his fathers arms. As much as I had been enjoying the past few weeks with Ben and everything that was happening between us, it made me wonder what we were going to do when we got back home. Maybe I was over thinking things like usual, but no matter what, our boy would always come first.  

He smiled back at me and parted his lips but before he could speak, we heard something dropping in the kitchen and Ben cursing loud enough for the both of us to hear. "Papa said a bad word!!" Gabe laughed and set his hand over his mouth, his whole body shaking as he chuckled. 

I laughed along with him and shook my head, wondering if something broke. "Do you need help out there?" I yelled out, a few seconds later Ben was walking through the door with a bowl of cereal in his hands, setting it on the tray as I made room for it. 
"Thank you," Gabe grabbed the spoon and dug in, my eyes moving up and down Ben's body as I bit my lip. 

"A bowl fell," He informed me and I nodded my head, smiling at him as he sat back down on the bed. "How's your cereal little man?" He ran a hand through Gabe's hair, making it stick straight up. Another laugh escaped me, loving mornings like this where I could enjoy both of my boys. 

"Delicious," He said with a mouthful, still making me smile but wrinkle my nose at the same time. 
"No talking with your mouth full," I told him.  

 He covered his mouth with his small hand, not hiding the silly expression on his face though. "I forgot," He said innocently after swallowing.

Ben raised one eyebrow at him since if there was something he couldn't stand, it was that. "Don't forget anymore, silly boy," He sighed eventually, never able to be really strict with our son. Of course he gave him rules and everything, but always with a smile on his gorgeous face.

He nodded, his eyes big and green making him look like an angel. "When can I take a swim in the pool?" He asked then opened his mouth wide to eat another spoonful of cereal.

I reached for more grapes, leaning my side against Ben just so slightly that I was sure our son would miss the small movement, but I felt it everywhere, as if my body was super-aware of his. "No pool today, you're becoming a big fish and you need a bigger place to swim," I said with a grin as I noticed the expression on Gabe's face, his eyebrows furrowing together as he chewed his food.

"We're taking the boat today," Ben explained quietly, leaning his back against the headboard and relaxing.

His eyes widened as he dropped the spoon on the tray, excitement showing on his cute face. "Now???" He asked and got on his feet, jumping up and down on the bed and giving me a hard time with not letting the food fall.

"Hey, no jumping!" I sighed, even though my lips were curved into a grin. Sometimes he made it hard for me to scold him when he was so damn cute.  

He stopped suddenly and let his body fall on the bed, a ridiculously cute smile on his face. His dad reached for his ankle and pulled him closer to him, "You better finish your breakfast, get changed and pack your pajamas." He grinned, tickling his foot and making him giggle as both of their smiles grew wider. I watched my two boys, feeling my heart swell with pride, knowing that Ben and I had done a great job raising the perfect boy. Maybe our family wasn't normal, but we were happy and full of life and love. 

"Are we sleeping on the boat?!" He asked, looking even more surprised than before. When Ben nodded, his eyes moved to mine, "Maman can you help me? I don't know how to pack."

I nodded with my smile still in place, "You better listen to your papa first and then I'll help you." 

His eyes dropped down to his bowl of cereal and he picked up his spoon without another word, eating every last drop and then giving us a toothy grin. "I'm done! I'm going to take my pajamas off now!"

I parted my lips, but before I had the chance to speak, he was already on his way out of the bedroom. Laughing, I shook my head, "Who's he get his energy from?"

Ben wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me against his hard body, my body reacting in a million ways like I'd never get used to being around him. "Definitely you," He whispered in my ear and I shivered. "Are you cold? You just shivered."

I tilted my head up to grin at him, "No... You just drive me crazy." Lifting a hand up, I tangled my fingers in his hair to guide his mouth down to mine, unable to resist another minute without kissing him. As the days went by, the kisses had grown into orgasms, orgasms into late nights. We still hadn't had sex, but I knew we were on that track.... and for some reason, I felt nervous. It wasn't the actual sex that terrified me, obviously, it was what would happen afterwards. "I better go help him and make sure he doesn't pack enough for a week," I said with my lips against his. 

"He gets that from you also," He grinned at me, glancing at my lips when I faked a pout and pulled away. 

"I was going to pack lingerie for tonight and have you keep me warm, but I'm rethinking it now," I smirked and stood up, setting the tray on the nightstand. 

He let his eyes roam over my body lazily, taking his time to admire my long legs, my ass next and then my flat stomach and perky breasts. "Good," He said simply when he looked into my eyes again, his soft lips curving into a lopsided grin.

I set my hands on my hips, furrowing my eyebrows, "Did you hear me? I said no lingerie," I explained but as soon as my words came out of my mouth I realized how that was even better for him and smirked slowly. "Oh. Naughty boy."

He got up too, wrapping his arm around my waist and pressing my back against his chest as he lost no time and nuzzled my neck, a shiver running through me just like it did whenever he touched me. "I'll still keep you warm, you don't have to worry," He whispered, pressing tiny kisses against my soft skin in the process.

"Ben..." I trailed off softly as my hands landed on his forearms, my body relaxing in his hold and my head tilting to the side to give him more access. This was my way of giving myself to him... silently begging for more without having to actually say the words. "If you keep that up we'll never make it to the boat."

"Mhm sounds tempting," He grinned against my neck before pulling away regretfully, knowing that it couldn't happen. It would though, just not when Gabe was so close. 

I turned in his arms and cupped his face, planting a chaste kiss on his lips as I stared into his eyes, "Do you think you can manage packing your things while I help our little angel?" 

He slid his hands onto my ass, pushing me harder against him, "I can pack for you too."

At that I chuckled, even though I was aware of what other kind of conversation our bodies were having. It was always like that between us now... like we couldn't keep our hands to ourselves. "You'd pack close to nothing," I retorted as I pressed my breast against his bare chest.

He smirked wide, "That'd be the point. You won't need much anyway."

"I wish we could..." I trailed off, feeling almost embarassed to bring up the topic. We were adults and we'd had sex so many times, but now it felt so different.

"I know," He grinned when I didn't finish my sentence, both of us on the same page since we were both aching. At least I knew that I was, he had to be going to bed with blueballs every other night.

I slid a hand down his chest, feeling his hard abs against my palm and getting that overwhelming feeling all over again. "It'll be worth the wait," I said with a flirty smirk, fingers itching to go lower and feel him.

"I know," He said again, still grinning and making me wonder where his mind was because my thoughts were starting to get naughty.

I ran my tongue across my lips slowly before catching the tip between my teeth and grinning at him. "Maman!! I need help!!" Gabe yelled out and we both laughed quietly, not much else to do when our little man kept popping up.

"Go help him and I'll pack for the both of us," Ben said and nodded his head towards the door. I leaned back into him and wrapped my arms around his waist, pressing another one of those earth shattering kisses against his lips. They were so intoxicating, his kisses. I broke the kiss breathlessly, looking into his eyes before smiling. "What was that for?"

"I couldn't resist," I said seriously, moving my hands to his hips next, my fingers wanting to be all over him instead. "And I don't know what I'd do without you..."

"You'll never find out," He smiled at me. 

"I hope so," I said quietly and didn't add anything else as I pulled away regretfully, still not sure what was going on between us. And the more days that went by, the more confused I was. "I better go before our cutie comes here again."

He nodded and watched me go, his gorgeous smile disappearing from my site as I walked down the hallway towards Gabe's room, finding him packing his backpack full. "What's going on in here?" I grinned at him and the determined look on his face.

"I'm packing!" He said stubbornly and then smiled at me.

"Oh? Are you planning on moving onto the boat?" I grinned and peeked to see what he had packed, finding a few outfits and pajamas, along with enough toys to make one little boy very happy.

"No!" He grinned at me.

"Is your toothbrush in there?" I asked next with an eyebrow lifted, already knowing the question.

His mouth fell open, "I forgot it!"

"Let's go get it then," I lifted him up and carried him to the bathroom, tickling his side as I set him back down on his feet. A loud laugh broke the silence in the entire place, his emotions so full of life it made me want to cover my baby in kisses.

"Maman!!" He said back and tried to tickle me back.

"Are you two ready?" Ben asked in an amused tone, looking at our boy who was dressed in his favorite shorts and a white t-shirt that matched the one his dad had one. And me? I was still in my nightgown. 

"I am, maman's not," He said and stuck his tongue out at me, making Ben grin from ear to ear.

"Because I had to help you," I faked a pout and reached for the small bag with all of my make up and meds and everything else I needed, handing it over to Ben. 

"I can help you now!" He offered as he smiled, always knowing how to win my heart.

I smiled back and ruffled his hair, "Go help papa, I need to shower."

Gabe nodded before he walked out the bathroom."Hurry," Ben whispered as he pressed a quick chast kiss on my lips then followed Gabe to our bedroom. 

I closed the door behind me and pulled my nightgown over my head, tossing it onto the ground before turning the water on and stepping into the shower. I went straight for the shampoo first, trying not to think about Ben because it would only make my shower last longer. I felt like I was going insane already, craving more of my ex but not quite sure how much more I wanted. I mean, I knew that I wanted to be with him, but what if he didn't want the same thing? What if this was just about sex? Not that we'd even had sex yet... but still. I groaned and rinsed the shampoo out and the worked conditioner into my hair, annoyed with myself for over analyzing this. I wished it could be as easy for us as it once was, back when we only had each other... now we had Gabe and what would he think about us getting back together? If that was even what Ben wanted... I pushed all of the thoughts aside before my head exploded and turned the water off, getting out and wrapping my towel around me. I walked back into the room in time to watch Ben fold my purple dress and put it in the bag along with my makeup bag, his eyes lifting up to meet mine.

"You were fast."

"When are we going? I want to go now!" Gabe protested and let out a snort, looking really bored and I couldn't blame him. He was just a kid after all, waiting wasn't something he liked.

"I have to get dressed and then we can go," I told him as I made my way over to the closet, looking for a simple sundress to wear. A loud sigh escaped him and I broke into a grin with my back to him, picking out the perfect dress and then shuffling through a drawer for panties and a bra.

"Hurry!! We don't have all day," He said in a stubborn tone and I tossed my head over my shoulder to look at him.

Ben scooped him up into his arms and carried him like a baby towards the door, "Lets go load up the car while maman gets dress." His eyes raked over my body once more before he closed the door behind them, leaving me alone and blushing in the bedroom like an idiot. Sometimes, moments like that, it made me think back to how in love we were and how effortless the attraction between us was.

Smiling to myself, I dropped the towel and put my bra and panties on, pulling the dress over my head and running my hands over it until it was smoothed out. My hair was a wet mess still, so I pulled it up into a bun and grabbed my purse from off the desk by the door. "Where are my boys?" I yelled out and listened to silence. Through the front window, I watched them load up the rental car, Gabe mimicking Ben's every move. They were dressed head to toe in similar outfits and looked adorable, so cute that I felt my heart melting. Literally. Gabe's head was thrown back and he was laughing, making me wonder what they were talking about while I slipped into my shoes and walked out the front door, locking it behind me. "Are you guys already having fun without me?" I asked with a fake pout on my face.

They both looked at me and then Gabe whispered something into Ben's ear, a smile on both of their faces as I lifted an eyebrow curiously. "I agree," Ben nodded and carried him over to the seat behind mine, bending over and helping him get buckled in even though he always complained when we did that because he was a big boy.

"What did you tell your dad?" I asked Gabe with my arms crossed.

He shrugged and giggled, making me lose the forced look on my face. "It was a secret," He replied, having learned that word from Chloe.

"No secrets," I retorted and he sighed loudly as I climbed into my seat and buckled up.

"He said you looked pretty today," Ben replied and Gabe shot him a look, crossing his arms over his little chest.

"It was a secret!!" He grumped at us while we both laughed.

"Compliments make people happy. They should never be secrets," I turned in my seat and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. "And thank you cutie."

"I'm not a cutie," He protested and rubbed his palm against his cheek where my lips had just been. "I'm a strong big boy."

I shot Ben an amused and questioning look as he started the car, "Strong and big? I wonder where you get that from."

"From maman," Ben smirked as he winked at our boy from the rearview mirror before following the road that led to the harbor.

At that Gabe chuckled, his good mood back in a heartbeat, "No, maman is too tiny!"

"Hey! You're the baby here, I'm not tiny," I protested as my head shot back in his direction, my arm stretching out to tickle his belly.

"Papa says you are!" He retorted between chuckles, a heavy breath leaving him when I stopped tickling him and adjusted my body back against her seat.

"Uh?" I looked at Ben, a confused expression on my face.

He shrugged and turned into the parking lot to park the car, "Here we are! Are you ready to sail strong big boy?"

"Can I actually sail?" He asked wide eyed while he unbuckled his belt as we all did and got out the car.

"No," He grinned at him, grabbing our bags from the trunk and setting them on the ground, "That's for papa only."

Gabe sighed but didn't push it, he was too smart to argue about that. "Where's ours?" I cut into the conversation, my eyes already wandering around.

He nodded toward the small sailboat docked at the first pier, his hand grabbing mine almost automatically. Which Gabe noticed immediately, his eyes widening. "I'm walking you there before getting the bags," He said with a smile that gave away nothing as he grabbed our son's hand too.

"Isn't that nice of papa?" I asked Gabe and smiled, loving the feeling of us being a family again. Well, we were always a family, but an unconventional one. It made me wonder how Gabe would react if things kept going the way they were and we moved from two houses to one. Of course I was getting ahead of myself again, but when you had a child to put first, it was what happened.

He nodded his head quickly, looking excited to get on the boat. Ever since the day we took him to the museum, he had been begging me to take him on a boat ride, but between work and events, it was hard to find time for that sort of thing. "Where will we sleep? Under the stars?"

I grinned because it sounded like something I'd say, "We'd get cold silly boy."

"Papa would keep us warm instead," Gabe shrugged, seeing the logic in it.

"I would," He nodded in agreement. "But no, we're not sleeping under the stars tonight."

"Then where?" Gabe asked him with wide eyes, being careful with where he stepped since it was kind of tricky stepping onto the boat. 

"Yes, where will we be sleeping tonight?" I lifted an eyebrow as I looked at Ben, not really caring where we'd be sleeping tonight as long as it was in his arms.
He helped me climb on board while he left Gabe's hand, "Where do you want to sleep? On the boat or do you want to stop somewhere and sleep in a hotel room?"

"On the boat!" Gabe said enthusiastically and started bouncing, getting a glare from the both of us. 

"First rule, do not jump while being on the boat," Ben said seriously, never being one to set rules unless they were really necessary. Like now.

He stopped immediatly and made that angel face that always got us. "Is it safe to sleep on a boat? Won't we get cold?" I reasoned out loud as my eyes moved around, scanning the sails and the rudden. Honestly, I knew nothing about boats. "Are you sure you can actually make this boat move?" I added with a teasing smirk on my lips.

Ben raised one eyebrow and lifted my hand to bite it gently, "Don't doubt your captain." 

At that Gabe broke into a chuckle, apparently amused by his parents being silly. "I'm the captain too!" He exlaimed.

"There's room for one captain only little man," His dad smirked at him before poking his nose, watching him wrinkle it in return.

"I think it's better if we sleep in an actual room," I cut into their silly conversation, getting back to business with a serious expression, afraid of the possibilities... like one of us getting up in the middle of the night for whatever reason and stumbling overboard. 
"But I want to sleep on the boat," Our little cutie protested, his infamous pout making his appearance in seconds. He made it damn near impossible to say no.

Ben looked at me and nodded, "Maman's right, we can sleep on the boat some other time." 

"Okay." He sighed, then looked up at us with his big green eyes, "Can I sleep with you? In the middle? I don't like sleeping alone when we're not home."

I grinned at how cute my baby was, using the hand that Ben had dropped to riffle through Gabe's hair, "But we haven't been at home for over a month and you haven't once needed to sleep with me."

"I tried to once, but you were holding papa like he had a bad dream," He replied back, looking a little embarrassed by what he had seen.

My eyes widened and I swear, my heart stopped for a full minute. I opened my lips, not able to find the words and thankfully, Ben spoke first, "Sometimes even big boys have nightmares."

Gabe rolled his eyes at that and grinned, "But you're not a big boy! You're a man instead."

I smiled since Gabe obviously wasn't putting too much thought into whatever he had seen... but it made me feel like we had to be more careful. "Maman's never have nightmares. That's why anyone can come to me when they're scared," I said matter-of-factly and winked at Gabe who was smiling at me.

"Does that mean I can sleep with you two tonight? I might get scared," He said with wide an innocent eyes, there was no way I could say no to him now.

"Of course you can. You might need to keep me warm since I heard it gets pretty cold out here..." I trailed off, waiting for one of my boys to pick up on what I was hinting at.

Ben lifted an eyebrow at me while Gabe looked on the verge of jumping again. "Does that mean we're sleeping on the boat?" He asked and looked at his dad for confirmation, Ben was looking at me instead.

"Is it safe?" I asked him, still worried.

He nodded and couldn't help smiling a little, "Of course it is or I wouldn't have suggested it in the first place." 

"Good point," I said slowly as I nodded my head, knowing that he had a point there... He'd never put our son in danger, or even me.

He ran a hand through his hair while Gabe's eyes bounced back and forth between us, "Is that only thing that worries you?" 

"Maybe maman is scared," Gabe said wide eyed, his mouth forming a small o. 

"I'm not scared." I shot him an amused look before looking back at Ben, "Is there even a bed on his boat?"

At that he chuckled, "Of course there is."

I bit down on my lip, that not stopping the grin curving my mouth, "It looks like we're going to sleep on this boat after all." 

"Yay!" Gabe broke into a shriek, jumping then remembering the rule and stopping. "Can I go see inside?"

"Be careful," Ben said with a nod, both of us watching our baby as he walked carefully to the cabin.

"Are you sure we can do this?" I broke the silence, making him turn his head toward me again to look at me.

He grinned and closed the distance between us, pressing a quick innocent kiss on my lips, "We can do anything baby."

"Not anything," I said seriously, watching him raise a curious eyebrow at me in return. "We won't be able to cuddle tonight since Gabe will be sleeping in between us," I added with a grin. 

"At least you won't be cold," He set his hand on my hip and slid his palm flat down to my lower back, guiding my body into his. 

Setting my hands on his chest, I made fists in his shirt and thought about what a long day it'd be not being able to touch him. And the night? It'd be even worse. 

"This is true..." I trailed off with a sigh before smiling at him more genuinely. "I'll miss sleeping in your arms."

He grinned back at me and parted his lips before Gabe's voice broke the silence even if it was from a distance, "Maman!! Come look at this bed!! It's huge!!"

I lifted a brow at Ben and he shrugged. "It's only a king," He told me and pressed another chaste kiss on my lips before pulling back. "We better go find him before he destroys it."

"Wait," I slipped my hand into his and pulled him back into me, tilting my head slightly to give him another kiss - this time not as innocent as the last few. "To last me for the rest of the night," I grinned between kisses, kissing him even harder. 

He groaned quietly against my lips, wrapping his strong arms around my tiny waist and pushing me as hard as possible against him. "How am I supposed to resist a whole day without touching you when you kiss me like this?" He asked quietly, smiling when I broke the kiss regretfully, feeling the exact same way.

I let out a heavy sigh, nestling my head in the crook of his neck and breathing against his skin. He smelt amazing.. everything about him so damn intoxicating. "And don't forget the night too," I said in a small voice, pouting even though he couldn't see my expression. 

He lifted my head by setting two fingers under my chin, my pout still in place. "We can hope our cutie will fall asleep at his usual time and we'll have a few 

hours for us," He quietly before kissing me one last time.

"Is it a promise?" I asked with a small smile, my body melting against his and I swear, it seemed impossible to let go.

He nodded his head, about to speak when our son's voice cut in once again, "Maman!!!" 

I sighed again as I pulled away, my smile still playing on my lips. "Way to ruin the moment," I chuckled.

He nodded and chuckled with me as he finally pulled his hands away from me, jumping down the boat and winking at me, "I'll go get our bags, don't miss me too much already."

"Too late," I grinned and turned to follow Gabe's voice, making sure to sway my hips a little more than normal just in case Ben was looking. Time was like a constant battle with us. We had the attraction to each other of course and even a handful of times when we'd come close to having sex... but something always got in the way and usually it was the little man we'd given life to.

"There you are!" Gabe said as I peeked my head into the bedroom which really wasn't as small as I was expecting. I smiled as I watched him standing on the bed, an angelic smile on his face. He was up to something, I knew that face anywhere.

"Were you jumping on the bed?" I asked and lifted an eyebrow. 

He shook his head instantly but had a mischievous smirk working its way onto his lips. "No jumping on the bed," Ben said and dropped the bags, swooping Gabe up into his arms. 

"That was fast," I grinned at my favorite boys, biting my lip as I focused on Ben and what a good father he was. The smile on Gabe's face? It looked like it couldn't possibly get any bigger. "You must have been missing us and moved those legs extra fast!"

He grinned, still holding Gabe in his arms since we both knew that soon, too soon, we wouldn't be able to do it anymore. He was growing up so fast. "I always miss you and maman."

He nodded in approval as his eyes moved from his dad to me to outside, "Can we leave now?" He asked, impatience showing in his tone once again. "I want to drive."

"Sail Gabey, not drive," I corrected him as I smirked wide.

He frowned and looked as if that didn't make any sense to him, then just shrugged, "Can I?"

"We still have to do a few things," Ben explained quietly, "You can help me but you have to do everything I say."

"I'll be good," He said seriously.

"And be careful," I added, feeling a little nervous, "And Ben, don't forget to make him wear a life vest."

He smiled at me as he walked over to where I was, using his free hand to caress my back, "Won't you help us?"

I smiled back at my ex, looking at him with admiration and maybe even something more than that. "I want to take care of here first," I motioned to the bed, which still needed pillows and sheets.

"Okay baby," He said automatically, feeling Gabe's eyes on him instantly. It made me wonder what else he had caught throughout the span of the trip. "Kiss maman before we go get ready," He added in an attempt to distract him.

Gabe reached for me and pressed a noisy kiss on my cheek just as his dad pressed one on my other, making me feel spoiled as I smiled wide, "We'll miss you!"

"I miss my boys already," I winked at my little man then let my gaze move over to meet Ben's, feeling my smile widen instantly. Saying that I missed him? It was an understatement. I'd been spending every day with him throughout the vacation, and now I wasn't sure what we were going to do when the trip ended and we went back to our own lives. I knew I wanted him and to be with him, but it wasn't as simple as that.

"You better!" Gabe said and raced out of the room, a small sigh escaping my lips as I watched him leave.

"No running Gabriel!" I shouted after him then looked at Ben again and smiled.

He looked over his shoulder and then back at me, making sure Gabe wasn't within eyesight before walked back over to me and wrapping an arm around my waist to guide my body back into his, "What are you thinking about right now?"

"When we go back home," I answered honestly since both of us had been tiptoeing around the question or anything else too serious to deal with. 

His body stiffened slightly and he moved his free hand up to tuck my stray hairs behind my ear, letting his fingertips caress my cheek next and then slide carefully down my neck. "We should stay here instead," He joked, although in all honesty, the idea didn't sound too bad.

"Sailing the world and raising a wild little pirate?" I grinned up at him, joking back since their was still a heavy feeling between us. 

He shrugged his shoulders, "It doesn't sound too bad, does it?"

"It sounds perfect," I tilted my head up and stole a quick kiss. "You better go find Gabe before the boat starts moving. Or worse, sinking."