I guess that no one ever really made me feel that much higher.

"Mamaaan!" Gabe's voice echoed through the apartment, his footsteps pounding on the floor as he raced his way to find me. You could think a whole day out playing would exhaust him, instead no, he was still full of energy. Always full of energy. 

I grinned as when he found me, wrapping his arms tight around me when Ben appeared in the doorway, smiling at the two of us. I was still surrounded by boxes. Ben had moved into my loft the weekend before and it was crazy how much there still was to do, it was even crazier that Gabe had more things than he did. "Hi Gabey," I hugged him back and gave him a kiss on the cheek as I smiled, "How was your day at the camp?"

"I won the first place!" He said proudly, showing the medal he had pinned on his t-shirt, "I swam faster than anyone."

"Of course you did my little fish," I smirked up at him, watching him as he literally bounced around the room.

"I can't wait to go tomorrow," He said enthusiastically when he finally slumped on his bed.

Ben raised one eyebrow at him as he shot him an amused look, "Tomorrow's Saturday."

"Oh," He pouted, looking now disappointed. "But I want to go anyway," He said stubbornly.

I got up, walking over to him and taking his shoes off, "What if we go swimming all together instead? Papa can teach you some tricks to be even faster," I said softly, glancing at Ben and smirking. 

Gabe's eyes shot in his dad's direction and he nodded. "I can," Ben grinned at our son before getting serious, "But only if you promise to do your homework on Sunday."

"But Papa," He protested with a pout, using his best weapon to convince him.

"Just reading," Ben said, knowing that was what he did more willingly, and he finally nodded, "Deal."

I sensed Ben's eyes on me and looked up at him with a pout that matched the one Gabe was wearing a bunch of seconds before, "I need help."

He wrapped his arm around me, kissing me chastely and quickly since our son was in the room. "We're here to help," He announced and pulled back regretfully to look at Gabe. "Right?"

"Will it be hard work?" He asked carefully. I silently hoped it would make him tired and want to go to bed early since his sleep schedule had been all messed up since starting the camp. He got home and napped too late, trying to stay up late with us any chance he got. I loved spending time with my baby, but it was making one on one time very hard for Ben and I. 

I shook my head after faking a very serious face, "It won't be hard, but it'll be very important instead.'

His eyes widened, "Why maman?"

"Because if we can't find a home for all of these toys? We'll have to get rid of them," Ben joined in, a serious look on his handsome face. I almost laughed but smiled at him instead. "Are you willing to accept the challenge?"

Gabe nodded his head, "I am! I can do it," He added with certainty, already pulling a few toys from a box and finding places for them. If only I knew it was so easy to trick him into cleaning his room, it would be spotless all the time. He clearly had too many toys, hopefully he wouldn't notice the two boxes I had donated earlier. We did our best not to spoil him, but he now had two whole rooms worth of toys that he had to fit into one room. There were duplicate toys, things he had outgrown, my heart nearly broke going through his clothes and throwing out things that would no longer fit him. He was growing up too fast, soon he'd be too old for all of his toys and he'd replace them for half naked girl posters on his wall. Now that wasn't a day I was looking forward to. "Can I have a snack please?" He asked, not looking up from the box of toys where he was separating a few toys next to it. 

"Yes you may," I replied and took Ben's hand in mine, leading the way out of the room and towards the kitchen. "Shouldn't he be tired after being in the sun, swimming all day?" I asked, grinning as I took a pack of graham crackers from the cupboard. 

"He should," Ben paused and left my hand regretfully to grab a pack of crackers for himself, a small sigh leaving him. "I have no idea of where he takes all his energy from."

"He got it from his mom," I grinned as I set my free hand on his chest, angling my head up and looking at him.

He grinned back at me, giving me the kiss I was waiting for. "His mom loves naps more than he does," He muttered against my lips.

"Oh and his dad doesn't instead?" I said back in a teasing voice.

"I'd kill for a nap right now," He said seriously before reaching for my hand again, heading towards Gabe's room again before he could come looking for us. It was like he had to be with us always, which was nice, but sometimes we needed a break and he didn't really need all that attention...he already got a lot.

I looked up at him with a small silly pout on my lips, "No please, I need Ben time."

He laughed at my words though he knew what I meant exactly, "I'll stay up until my baby will be asleep."

"I'm not a baby!" Gabe's voice said as soon as we stepped into his room.

"I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about maman," He explained with a grin on his gorgeous face.

He shot his dad a look like he was talking nonsense instead, shrugging his shoulders as if dismissing his words. He got up instead, walking over Ben to steal the crackers from his hand,., "Thank you papa."

"Hey, those were supposed to be for me!" He protested even though he looked mostly amused.

I opened the pack I was holding and offered one to Ben, "We can share these ones."

He accepted with a grin on his face before looking back at our son, "You should learn how to share little man." 

"I do share instead!" Gabe replied in almost a whine, always wanting to be the perfect child. 

Ben raised his eyebrow and kept his gaze locked on the floor. I followed his eyeline to the bed where a dinosaur tail was sticking out. "Did you find a proper place for all of your toys or are they hidden under your bed?" He asked and looked at Gabe who was chewing on a cracker, an innocent look on his face. 

"Only my dinosaur is hiding," He replied and shrugged. "It's his turn to hide for hide and go seek."

I laughed at his response before raising an eyebrow at him, "Who is he playing that with?"

Gabe's little lips parted and then he scrunched his nose, his deep thought face. Usually he made it when he was trying to come up with a lie. "He's hiding from Iron Man, maman," He said finally and Ben laughed, walking over to the bed and getting on one knee, peeking his head under and looking back at Gabe who had bright pink cheeks, caught in his lie and he knew it. 

"Why are there other toys hiding down here also?"

"Gabriel," I said sternly.

He sighed and crawled over to where his dad was, pulling his toys out one by one while I ate a cracker in amusement. "I'll fix it," He told us and made a small pile with his toys, surprisingly, there wasn't too many hidden under the bed but it was a small bed. 

Ben sat on the floor, leaning his back against the side of the bed instead of standing up. "When?" 

"Tomorrow," He flashed his dad a smile, which was supposed to be an innocent cute one and it was, only I knew what he was doing.

Ben raised one eyebrow at him once again, "Why not now?" We knew better, that Gabe would say tomorrow and then tomorrow would never come and we'd end up doing it instead. 

"Because I just got home from the camp and I need to shower, maman always says so...right maman?" He asked as his face turned to me, his expression stuck on angel mode. 

I glanced at Ben briefly before looking at Gabe, knowing exactly what he was doing. Our little man was a tricky boy, he was using something he knew we couldn't say no to in order to skip something else. Well at least that was also a sign of how smart he was. "Yes, you're right," I nodded before breaking into a grin, "But that can wait a few more moments."

"But maman." He pouted as he marched his way to me, tilting his head back and staring at me with his big eyes for full effect.

A grin impossibly big broke out on Ben's face, "Your dinosaur needs a home or where will he sleep tonight? Not with Iron Man, or he'll eat him."

I tried to resist the urge to grin and looked at Ben who was eating another cracker. "Papa's right," I faked a pout as I looked back down at Gabe. "If you don't find him a home, he'll disappear while you sleep and then you'll miss him."

He threw his hands up in the air and huffed, walking back to his bed and getting on his stomach, not saying anything as he pulled all of his toys back out. "Well where do I put my toys instead?!" He asked, sounding exasperated as he sat back up, crossing his legs with a mountain of toys surrounding him. 

I pointed to the toy bin in one of the corners, "How about in there for tonight?"

"But they won't be comfortable when they sleep," He replied but did as he was told, finally. His bedroom was coming along, but there were still far too many toys for one child. 

"Do we need to get rid of some?" Ben asked, as if reading my mind.

Gabe's eyes flashed horror and he shook his head, "No! I still play with all of them!"

Such lies. 

"But if there's no room..." I trailed off, almost feeling bad when that exasperated look didn't leave his face. 

"I want them all," He said stubbornly as he pouted again, acting like the spoiled kid he was sometimes.

Ben shrugged nonchalantly, "Okay, but if you won't get rid of any you won't get any new." He kept his face straight while I stared at him, trying not to grin. 

"But you promise you'd get me the avengers videogame," He retorted, never forgetting a promise. Mostly when it came to toys. 

"You have so many toys...you won't have time to play with that one too," I pointed out, joining Ben's team that would be the winning one hopefully.

"I will instead," He got up and set his hands on his hips, acting like a sassy little thing which wouldn't end very well. "Maybe I can send some toys on vacation," He added with a sigh, reading our faces and changing his mind.

I laughed, really amused, "On vacation?!"

He nodded, his expression all serious, "Yes. To grandma's house."

Ben blinked at him then shook his head, "Does she agree?" He asked, having no doubt that his mom would because she was as bad as us when it came to spoil Gabe, if not worse. "I thought she was too old to play with toys."

Gabe giggled at his dad's words and plopped down on his lap, "Grandma won't play with them! She'll only babysit them instead."

I watched as Ben ran his hand through Gabe's hair, it sticking up all different ways from the chlorine making it dirty. He was right about needing to shower. "How about you make a box of toys that we can bring to grandmas," I suggested, leaving out the part where I'd donate them to kids in need instead. There were endless toys at his grandmas house already and no way he'd ever notice a missing box.

He set his head back against Ben's chest and nodded it, "Can I do it tomorrow? I'm tired from all of my swimming."

"You can," I nodded my head. "But you need to take a shower."

"No nap instead?" His eyes widened.

"It's too late for a nap little man," Ben grinned and kissed our little guys forehead as he looked up at him. "If you take a nap now? You'll want to stay up all night."

A huge grin spread across his lips, "I could watch movies with you guys and have hot chocolate!"

I laughed and shook my head, "You can do that after your shower."

With a sigh, Gabe stood up and stripped off his shirt and tossed it at me. I lifted an eyebrow and a moment later he was racing out of the room with his white booty mooning us. I laughed and shook my head, "Where does he get his sassy attitude from?!" I had been pretty quiet as a kid, Ben too. Gabe was already a little comedian and sometimes it was scary thinking about how he'd be as a teen. I had no doubt in my mind that he'd be getting into a lot of mischief and breaking little girls hearts. 

"I have no idea but he's starting to act more and more like you everyday," He grinned at me, reaching for me.

"Weird, because everyone says he's a lot like you instead," I grinned back as I wrapped my arms around his waist and finally leaned into him.

He held me close, relaxing because we had at least ten minutes before our son would come back. Fifteen if we were lucky. "I say he's a good mix," He shrugged before tilting his head down to press a kiss against my lips.

"He's so silly," I said once I broke the kiss but kept my mouth on Ben's, "He looks happy too."

He nodded in agreement as he lifted me off the floor effortlessly, leading me into my bedroom. Our bedroom now. "We all match then," He grinned at me before setting me back on my feet.

I raised one eyebrow at him instead, shooting him a mischievous look, "Why did you bring me here? What do you have in mind?"

"We don't have enough time for anything," He sighed then peeled his t-shirt off before tossing it at me, his body so perfect. "All I can give you is a strip tease."

"I'll never complain about those." I let out a small laugh as I sat down on the edge of the bed, "I'm ready to enjoy the show."

He grinned at me, kicking his shoes off then taking his jeans off before reaching for a pair of sweats and a clean t-shirt. "Later baby," He said as he bent over to press another kiss on my lips.

I smiled against his lips and pouted when he pulled back, doing the opposite of a striptease and getting dressed in his comfy clothes. "This is the opposite of a striptease instead! I'm disappointed," I said stubbornly but smirking. "I want a better show."

Ben laughed, his head popping through the top of the shirt as he pulled it on, those flawless abs being regretfully covered. "And you're wondering where Gabe gets his sassy attitude from?" He lifted an eyebrow in amusement. 

"Are you implying that I'm sassy?" I faked a shocked look before kicking my sandals off, keeping my eyes on Ben. Instead of answering me, he peeled my shirt over my head while I lifted my arms up and got goosebumps. We were falling back into old routines quickly, but simple things like him undressing me still turned me on like crazy. "Why am I the one doing the striptease now?" I grinned coyly and leaned back on my elbows as his eyes dropped down my bare chest. 

"You're not. I wasn't expecting you to be wearing no bra," He answered with a smirk and turned around to find me a shirt and shorts that I could sleep in... or at least wear until Gabe went to bed. Laying down on my back, I lifted my hips up and pushed my skirt down past my ass, then down my legs, kicking it in Ben's direction. "What is my naughty girlfriend doing now?"

"I'm waiting for you to dress me," I said simply. 

 

He kept his smirk in place as he took some time to watch my body, looking as if he wished he had more time to worship it and I wished he did also. "I didn't realize you were still a baby," He said but stepped between my legs anyway, discarding my clothes to run his hands flat up my silky thighs instead.

"I'm going to tell you a secret. Come closer," I said seriously as I looked up at him, waiting for him to bend over me. When he did, I pressed my lips against his ear, "It was an excuse, all I really want are your hands all over me."

"I knew you were sneaky," He grinned and let his hands move up, past my hips and all the way up my stomach until they found my breasts, kneading them softly. "I wish we had more time," He added with a sexy groan.

"Me too," I moaned softly as I wrapped my legs around his hips, forcing him on top of me. "I just want to lay down with my boyfriend for a while."

He pulled his head back, sighing this time. "We both know it's never just lay down," He grinned at me as he pulled back regretfully, his fingers pinching my already hard nips in the process before he grabbed me a shirt.

"Lies," I retorted, my pout back in place as I let him dress me, "We always do that with our baby too."

He raised one eyebrow as he slid shorts up my long legs, "Are you suggesting I should tell Gabe to hurry?" He joked, knowing it wasn't the case. We loved our son and his company, but we also loved the rare moments all for ourselves.

 

"You don't like being alone with me?" I faked another pout before grinning wide, standing up on the bed and setting my hands on Ben's shoulders.

He set his hands on my hips and kissed my exposed belly before setting me down on the ground again. His hands remained on me, pulling me closer until my chest was rested against his. "I don't get enough of you instead," He said quietly while I thought about how lately whenever we were together, it was always the three of us. Even though Gabe was gone at camp for a part of the day, we were usually running our separate errands or I was being booked up for shoots or weddings on weekends too now. We were busy people and while I loved that, I loved my family more.

"The idea of you taking over the agency is starting to sound more and more tempting..." I trailed off, wondering what the future would hold for us if he were to take the offer. Or what might happen if he didn't. We had weighed the options a few times and while it had its perks, it still had its cons too.

"Is it?" He grinned while I wondered where his thoughts were nowadays since lately he didn't want to discuss the tough situations that were eventually going to start weighing him down. First Chloe, then Tristan, and now his career. He had a lot on his plate and it was stressing him, you could see it and I wanted to do anything I could to help.

I shrugged my shoulders and forced a serious face, "Then I could quit my job and become your personal assistant and assist all of your sex needs."

 

He laughed at that, looking lost in his thoughts for a moment. "That would never work," He said eventually once he was able to fake a serious face himself.

"Why not?" I blinked at him, biting back a grin, "I'd made a great assistant."

"I'm sure you would but." He paused to kiss my nose, "First? I wouldn't get any work done with you around and the agency would close in a heartbeat. Second, you wouldn't get paid and we need money to buy the castle we want to live it."

This time it was my turn to laugh, "A castle? Who did ever talk about a castle?"

"We said big rooms, many too, a large backyard, a pool...it's a castle. How we didn't think about it before?" He grinned, always silly. It was one of the things I liked best about him. It was always easy with us, we were still teens at heart. 

I nodded, looking into his eyes, "You're right. We're looking for a castle, maybe we should move to Disneyland."

"Thank god my girl is so smart, I wouldn't have ever thought about it," He grinned at me, loving how easy things were between us, while all the rest was so hard.

"Lucky you," I winked, smiling as I stared at my boyfriend, wondering where we'd be in another ten years. We'd spent so much time not being together that now we were busy living in the now... we rarely talked about our future and I was curious. "Why wouldn't you pay me?" I said after a moment, lifting an eyebrow.

He laughed and nuzzled my neck, "Wouldn't you work for free instead?"

"Never," I said seriously then laughed again, my eyes back on his when he pulled his head back. "I want to open a gallery."

Ben stared at me for a moment with his face more serious than before, even if he was still smiling, "Where did that come from?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "I've been thinking about it recently. I could showcase local artists... start painting and drawing again." 

"Will you draw me like one of your French girls?" He asked, managing to conceal any emotion from his handsome face. 

I on the other hand broke into a laugh, "I'm serious!"

"I know you are," He smiked and sat down on the edge of the bed, forcing me down on his lap gently as he kept his gorgeous eyes on mine. During the last six years we had done everything thinking about our son first, he had come before anything else and we had had to put aside a lot of things, including our dreams. Of course we liked our jobs and I was sure both of us would do it all over again, still, maybe it was time to change that.

"And what do you think?" I asked softly, running my hand up the back of his neck and tangling my fingers with his hair.

"I think you should do it," He answered seriously, having no doubts in me. "It'd be great and I'm more than ready to support you in any possible way."

I smiled at his encouraging words but still felt nervous to do something so knowing that failure was always a possibility. "That'd be a big change and there would be a lot to do..." I trailed off while he nodded, it would be hard work without a doubt. 

"You can do it baby. I'll be by your side helping you in all the way I can. I'll even pose for you," He added to make the moment lighter, although he had always been my muse. "It's always been your dream Cami and now you can make it true. Gabe is not a baby anymore and we're a couple again, there couldn't be a better moment for taking a step towards the future."

"You're so good to me," I smiled and kissed his cheek, about to pull back when he cupped my cheek and kissed me on the lips. The sound of the shower shut off and I broke the kiss after letting my lips linger on his, knowing that we'd have a naked boy roaming the hallway soon to make sure we weren't up to no good. Gabe still wasn't completely sold on the idea of his parents being back together. He was happy yes, but confused and afraid something bad would happen if we were to break up again. I couldn't blame the little guy since it was all new to him, but I wanted him to know that he had nothing to worry about. Ever.

Ben smiled at me and tucked some stray hairs behind my ear, "We better get started on dinner soon, swimming makes our little starving."

I grinned as I stood up, reaching my hand out for Ben's, "Maybe we should order in and spend the night cuddling on the couch instead."

"I want Asian food!!" Gabe said from the doorway, jumping up and down.

"Chinese," I corrected him and looked at Ben with an eyebrow raised, waiting for the verdict.

"No one will deliver to a home with a naked boy," He said, trying to force a straight face at Gabe who, of course, was naked.

"I won't be naked for long!!" He replied and with that a naked butt was mooning up all the way down the hallway until he was in his bedroom to hopefully put pajamas on. 

I laughed and shook my head, "He definitely did not learn that from me."

"I wouldn't complain if you started going around with your bare ass showing." He grinned at me, then corrected himself, "Around our home, of course."

I raised one eyebrow, shooting him an amused expression, "So you can do that but I can't?"

"I don't go around my ass showing."

"I think I already have the magazine with those pictures of you showing basically everything," I smirked, wondering how many girls had touched themselves while looking at some of Ben's pictures. I know that I had. 

"That was forever ago." He smirked back at me and reached for my ass, pinching it playfully as he stared at me, "But I'm flattered that you bought every magazine I was in and you kept it too."

I opened my mouth then closed it, blushing a little as I finally talked, "Not every one." I broke eye contact, squeezing his hand as we walked to the kitchen.

"I wish I had pictures of you too," He sighed from beside me, causing me to turn my head to smirk at him. "The past is the past. Maybe it's time to take some new instead."

I let out a soft chuckle, nodding my head, "I love that idea."

He leaned into me once again, looking ready to kiss my lips when our boy appeared again, "Dad!" He protested with his desperate expression on his face which was as silly as it was fake.

"Who is this dad you speak of?" I raised my eyebrows at our son who rolled his eyes in response, setting his hands on his little hips. 

"Papa!" He corrected himself and got a serious look on his adorable face. "Why do my friends at camp call their papas dad instead?"

I let go of Ben's hand and picked Gabe up to hold him like a baby even if he was heavy like a sack of potatoes instead. Oh well, it'd been a while since I had a chance to work out. "When you were a baby, your first word was papa," I told him and kissed his forehead before setting him back down on his feet. 

His eyes flashed to Ben's and I melted as they looked at each other, remembering the exact moment when he said papa and made us so excited that he kept saying it over and over again, obviously pleased with himself. "What was my second word?" He asked, smiling.

"Poop," I wrinkled my nose and he threw his head back to laugh.

"Didn't I say maman?!"

Ben reached for his phone from off the counter and started looking up the number for Chinese food, "Maman was your third word."

"I was silly," Gabe stated, still giggling. "Can we have eggrolls and extra fortune cookies?"

"If you say please then it's a possibility," Ben grinned at him. 

"Please papa," He asked, using his precious pouty face that always got him his way. Before Ben had the chance to answer, already dialing the number, Gabe was yelling thank you and saying that he was going to pick out a movie for us all to watch. 

He cringed a little as he ordered our food before setting the phone back on the table, running his hands through his hair, "Since when our son is so loud?" 

I grinned at him, "Since we got back together and told him."

"Great. Such a good sign," He joked and smirked back at me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders to pull me against his side.

I set my hand on his chest as I looked up at him, "Our son has been an angel from the first six years of his life, we couldn't be that lucky forever."

Ben furrowed his brows as he made a silly face, "Will we get deaf eventually?" 

I laughed, even tossing my head back a little, just like Gabe, "God I hope not. We just have to remind him that we're not 80 yet and that our hearing works just fine."

"Maman!" He announced himself into the room with another yell and this time I nearly jumped.

"Gabe! Can't you use a decent tone of voice?" Ben shot him a look and he pursed his lips together, "Thank you." 

"Maman," He whispered this time, even smirking a little. His sassiness was reaching a new level. "What should we watch, the avengers or toy story?"

"We already watched those one million times silly boy," Ben grinned at our son and his obsession.

He shrugged his shoulders as if those words meant nothing to him and in a sense, they probably didn't. Gabe could watch a movie over and over again in one sitting without getting tired of it, I unfortunately knew that first hand. "I choose The Avengers since it's maman's favorite," He decided and opened the case, walking back towards the living room to attempt to put the movie on. 

"I wasn't aware that was my favorite," I said slowly.

"I thought that I was instead," Ben replied and grinned at me, making me bit my lip since my thoughts went naughty for a second. 

"You are," I said in a hushed voice and pressed my lips against his before pulling back. "We better put the movie on before he breaks something while trying to do it himself."

"He definitely gets that from you," He added with a smirk, keeping my body against his as we walked towards the living room. 

"Hey! I am not that bad with technologies," I lied, a look of mock offense on my face. 

He laughed, "Not bad, but not great either."