Welcome Home (Bonus)
My heart was racing with excitement as the elevator doors slid open. I wasted no time stepping out and hurrying to the door that held the loves of my life behind it, my two suitcases loudly rolling in behind me. As soon as I made it to the door with number 397 on it, pulled my key out of my pocket and opened the door, not wanting to waste another second by being away from my family. As soon as I walked in, I saw big letters on the wall that spelled out “Welcome Home, dad!” along with multiple balloons on the floor and even a chocolate cake that was protected by a cover. But the thing that made my heart swell was seeing my beautiful husband laying on the couch asleep with our four year old son Addison curled up by his feet and our two year old daughter Azealia protectively held against his chest with his arms wrapped around her, her dark flawless skin standing out against his pale skin. All three of them were asleep.
I smiled at the sight as I silently closed the door behind me. We’d adopted both of our children and we were considering getting a surrogate for two more. Little Addison had obviously been our first and he was rowdy just like his daddy. He had no filter and said exactly what he felt, but he was also a sweetheart and playful, exactly like Madison. He’d been abandoned after he was born and Madison instantly gravitated toward him in the adoption center, citing his own abandonment and wanting to help. I didn’t argue and Addison instantly became apart of the family. I loved him with all my heart.
When Addison was about two, we decided to adopt again. Azealia was born to African-Italian parents, but her mother died in childbirth and her father committed suicide not too long after, leaving her alone. When we were at the adoption center, the pure hope and joy in her eyes drew me to her and her laugh could make even the most hateful person smile and love again. She was my world. It also helped that she took up after me.
And seeing everyone I loved together like this made my heart swell.
I quietly approached Madison and gently tapped his shoulder. He stirred for a moment, but didn’t wake up. “Madison, baby it’s me,” I gently said as I nudged him a bit harder. His eyebrows furrowed before he slowly opened his eyes. Once our eyes locked, the biggest smile grew across his face and he quickly sat up, still making sure that Azealia was secure and not startled.
I smiled. “Hey, babe.”
He responded by using his free hand to grip the back of my neck and kiss me, his newly grown facial hair tickling me as our lips gently moved in sync. By the time we separated, I was laughing. “I’ve waited almost two months to do that,” Madison said before he leaned in and kissed me again. “And that.” And again. “And that.” And again. “And that.” I smiled. He was about to go in for another one when I heard a familiar, adorable voice say, “Eww.” We both turned to see little Addison now fully awake and rubbing his eyes. Madison even had him dressed in my favorite onesie to see him in.
I grinned before I rushed him and picked him up, spinning him in the air. He laughed and said, “Higher, dad. Higher!” I spun him a few more times before I held him to my chest and we crashed right next to Madison and Azealia on the couch, Addison’s laughter filling the air. “I missed you, dad.”
I kissed his forehead. “I missed you too, Addison.”
“How was the book tour?” Madison asked as he gently rubbed Azealia’s back.
“It was great,” I said with a smile. “Over thirty cities. I got a bunch of fan art too. It was incredible. I was you all could’ve come.”
“I’m proud of you, baby,” Madison gently said.
“Thank you,” I said before I gave him another kiss.
“When are you starting your next book?” Addison excitedly asked.
“Soon,” I said. “You wanna help me?” His eyes lit up.
I chuckled and ruffled his hair. “Really, little man.”
Madison smiled. “Addison was really helping out around here, weren’t you?”
Addison nodded. “Yep. I helped daddy cook and I even helped with Azealia!”
“I’m glad to hear that,” I said as I gave him a quick squeeze before I heard some faint groans. I turned to see my little Azealia stirring before her hazel eyes cracked open.
I smiled again as I reached for her. “Is that my little Azzy?” I cooed as I took her in my arms and rubbed my nose against hers, causing her to smile. “I missed you, la mia bambina (my baby).” I kissed her forehead.
“That means ‘my baby’, right?” Addison asked.
I smiled. “Yes it does. You’ve been working on your Italian, haven’t you?”
“Sì,” he proudly reported, causing me to smile.
“We had a whole conversation in Italian yesterday,” Madison said and Addison wildly nodded in agreement.
“I only had to ask for help once!”
“Good job, miele. I’m proud of you. Thank you all for the balloons, and waiting for me to get home.”
“It was all daddy’s idea,” Addison said. “I even helped with the cake.” The very mention of cake caused his eyes to light up. “Ooh, since dad’s here, can we have some cake please?”
“Now, Addison-” Madison started But he was cut off.
“Please just a little?” He looked at me with his puppy dog eyes. “Please, dad?”
I looked at Madison and the corners of his mouth turned up. “I guess so,” he said, causing Addison to squeal as he hurried over to the table with the cake. We all went over to the table and partook in the heavenly cake. Even Azealia had a little bit, though a lot of frosting did get on her adorably fat cheeks.
After about thirty minutes, we were tucking Addison into bed. “Good night, little man,” I said as I tucked him in and kissed his forehead.
“Good night, Addi,” Madison said as he too kissed Addison’s forehead.
“Good night. Love you, Azzy,” Addison said as he gave his sleeping sister a kiss. My heart leaped. We turned on his night light that showed multicolored dinosaurs all over his room before we turned off his light and walked through the Jack and Jill bathroom that connected his room to his sister’s.
I gently kissed Azzy and Madison did the same before I gently set her in and checked her baby monitor to make sure it was on. While I was checking, Madison snaked his arms around my waist and started kissing my neck. “Baby, can you at least wait until we’re not near the children?” I whispered with a chuckle.
“I could, but where’s the fun in that?” He whispered before he continued his vicious attack on my neck.
“I’ve waited nearly two months to have you to myself,” Madison reminded. “Tonight we’re having fun.”
I grinned before I set Azealia’s monitor down then let Madison drag me out of the room. As soon as we were in our room, I was trapped between him and the door with his lips feverishly attacking mine.
I chuckled as his hands started feeling me up under my shirt before he became irritated and simply took it off of me. He looked me in the eyes and cupped my face. “Mi sei mancato tanto amore mio (I missed you so much, my love).”
I smiled and ran my fingers through his hair. “Anche tu mi sei mancato (I missed you too).”
He smiled before he brought his lips to mine in a tender kiss, all hunger replaced by pure intimacy and love. In one swift movement, Madison picked me up under my thighs before he set me on the bed, all without breaking the kiss.
I gripped his shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing the newest addition to his tattooed body: a message that said “Love you always” written in my hand writing with my name underneath, placed right above his heart. When Addi can write his name, his handwritten name will be added, as well as Azzy’s, and the rest of our children if we do have anymore.
“Tomorrow,” he started as he made a move to take off my shoes. “It’s just going to be the two of us all day.”
“Is that so?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he confirmed as he started unbuttoning my pants, his wedding band catching the moonlight as he did so. “The kids will be at daycare and as for me,” he said as he slid them down my legs before he climbed on me and straddled my lap, “I took some overtime and got all my work for tomorrow done.
I sat up and placed my hands on his lower back.“Is that so?”
“It is,” he said as he began shimmying out of his pants and I helped.
“So, Mr. Bruno-Williams, what are we doing tonight?”
“Tonight,” he said as he cupped my cheeks and caressed it with his thumb, “we rest.” My eyebrows furrowed and he kissed me. “Trust me, you’ll need it tomorrow for all the things we’ll be doing,”he said as he climbed off of me and laid down before he pulled me down with him. “More specifically, all the things I’m going to do to you.” I chuckled as I playfully hit him. He lifted up his left hand. “Thank God we’re married.”
I smiled. “Thank God we’re married.”
We climbed under the sheets and I rested my head on his chest and he used his thumb to rub my back. We laid in a comfortable silence, just enjoying each other’s presence.
“Babe,” Madison said after a few minutes.
“You wanna know what’s crazy?”
“You’re going to tell me whether or not I say yes.”
He chuckled. “I’m just as in love with you now as I was seven years ago when I first met you, and I was beyond head over heels for you. Still am. Crazy for you.”
“I’m not,” I said, causing him to furrow his eyebrows and I smiled. “I think I love you more, and I didn’t even think that was possible.” He narrowed his eyes at me as he hit my back.
“Don’t play with me like that.”
I pressed a kiss to his chest. “I’m sorry baby.”
“Oh you will be sorry tomorrow,” he mischievously said.
I remembered our first time “having fun” after we’d gotten Addison and trying to explain why we were walking funny. Let’s just say that we were lucky that he was young enough to believe virtually anything we said.
“You better not.”
“We’ll see,” he said as he kissed my forehead. “Good night, my king.”
I smiled. “Good night my prince.”