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“Right. But which is the best part of the story that you’ll be telling for decades?”
The clock had just hit nine o’clock when Fallon finally walked through the front door. The house was dark and quiet so she could only guess Liam and Charlotte were already down for the night.
It had taken Fallon and Liam a while to find the perfect house for them to start their future in but as soon as they moved in, one of the first thing they agreed on was that they wouldn’t have an entire staff working for them.
Of course, they had people to clean and organize, take care of the garden and even wash the cars but they always made sure everyone was on their way home by six.
Fallon had definitely taken a while to get used to not having whatever she wanted at the exact time she wanted but when she realized how good it felt to have the house just for them, she started to actually enjoy not having people around 24 hours a day.
Hanging her coat and handbag inside the small closet at the entrance hall, she settled her laptop under her arm and walked up the stairs. By the time Fallon reached the second floor, she noticed a dim and orange light coming from the master bedroom.
As she approached the large dark oak door, she heard the fire cracking in the fireplace while Liam’s soft voice filled the room. Her stilettos were killing her and she could definitely use a hot shower before crawling in bed with her husband but when she got close enough to understand exactly what he was saying, she decided against walking into the room.
“Can you believe she was practicing it with uncle Sam?” Liam used his surprise tone and that’s when she heard Charlotte’s giggles. “She literally got down on one knee and offered your uncle a ring!”
The door was on the back corner of the bedroom so even when Fallon opened it a little more and leaned against the threshold, none of them noticed her presence. Crossing her arms on her chest, she took a minute to simply watch them lying on the bed together.
Liam was leaning against the headboard while Charlotte snuggled on his chest. One of his arms was wrapped around her body, bringing her close to him while his other hand stroked her arm softly over her pajamas. Her chin was up and her bright blue eyes wouldn’t focus on anything but his own as Liam told her about one of the most incredible days of their lives.
“I knew I had to do something, you know. She had already proposed to me once, I couldn’t let her do it again, could I?” Liam continued as if he was reading her a real book. He used all kinds of intonations and even different voices.
“No, you couldn’t!” Charlotte exclaimed, throwing her arms up in the air and almost hitting him in the face in the process.
They were lying under what Fallon could only guess were three layers of blankets even though the fire made the room perfectly warm. The smile already plastered on her lips only grew wider as Fallon continued to watch them, complete in awe and amazed by how cute they looked all cuddled up in the middle of the king sized bed.
“So I had to think fast!” Liam added a tone of suspense to the story and Fallon could only shake her head and chuckle when she saw the look of panic in Charlotte’s eyes. “I couldn’t just get down on one knee and ask her because, c’mon, it’s mommy we’re talking about,” he paused, “an ordinary proposal was not an option,”
“No, it’s not,” Charlotte shook her head. “What you do? What you do?” She bounced in excitement.
“I told her I had to go to London for a career opportunity,”
“A cawee what?” She tilted her head confused.
“A career opportunity, princess,” Liam laughed. Charlotte managed to be even more adorable when she traded the R’s for W’s, “meaning that something really good could happen for my writer job...”
“Oh okay,” Charlotte seemed satisfied with the answer so he continued.
“I told her I had to skip dinner because I knew she planned on proposing there and I had to avoid that at all costs,”
“Mommy got mad!” Charlotte giggled.
“Yes, yes she did,” Liam laughed at how well she knew Fallon’s reactions. “You can’t even imagine how pissed off she was in the plane...”
“Why make mama mad?” She questioned.
“Because your mommy is the most stubborn person I know,” Liam replied, “even more than you,” he tapped on her nose with the tip of his finger and she instantly shot him a look of disapproval that was Fallon’s through and through, “and the only way she wouldn’t want to marry me was if I pissed her off so I had to play that card,”
“But you bwoke her heart...” Charlotte protested. She had always been very protective of Fallon, no matter the circumstance.
“No, princess,” Liam decided it was time to change the tone of the story. “I would never break mommy’s heart, okay? I just drove her a little crazy for a few hours because I knew she would be happy when we got to London...”
“Daddy did make me very mad,” Fallon finally stepped into the room, swaying her hips towards the bed, “but when I got to the hotel, he opened the door to the room and I couldn’t believe what was happening,” Fallon sat down on the velvet bench at the foot of the bed to remove her heels and Charlotte’s eyes widened at the suspense. Setting her laptop down, she turned towards them.
“What did you see?” Her eyes were shining when she sat up on the bed, not able to calm herself down and stay still as she needed the rest of the story. Liam and Fallon exchanged a greeting look that only lasted a couple of seconds but felt like an eternity to Charlotte as she crawled over the blankets until she was beside Fallon. She stood on her knees and took Fallon’s face in her hands, her small palms holding her mother’s cheeks. “What did you see, mommy?”
“Daddy had filled the entire room with red roses,” Fallon spoke and the three year old’s eyes sparkled. “There was not a single spot you looked that didn’t have roses in it... the couch, the tables, the floor... everywhere,” she picked Charlotte up in her arms and stood up, spinning around with her against her chest and the most adorable laugh came out of the little girl’s mouth. “I was so surprised and shocked and when I turned around daddy was kneeling down in the middle of all the roses with the most beautiful smile I had ever seen,”
Fallon walked around the bed and took a seat on her side of the bed, placing Charlotte back on the mattress.
“Hi,” she spoke softly as she leaned towards him for a quick peck on the lips. For a few seconds, they both forgot there was a three year old between them and got carried away as they deepened the kiss.
“Ohh...” Charlotte placed one hand on Fallon’s neck and the other on Liam’s. “I’m still here,” she furrowed her eyebrows.
“Sorry, baby,” Fallon laughed. “Come here,”
Scooting next to Liam, she lifted Charlotte’s body off the bed before settling her small body between her legs. Fallon leaned her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around Charlotte while Liam covered the three of them with the blankets. Liam moved his arm over Fallon’s shoulder and messed Charlotte’s hair playfully.
“Daddy pwopose?” Charlotte looked between them. As excited as she was for the end of the story, Charlotte was getting sleepy by the minute and they could both see her eyes starting to close although she was trying her best to stay awake.
“I did,” Liam told their daughter. “I asked mommy to run away with me,”
“And did you?” She turned her head towards Fallon.
“We didn’t exactly run away but I did say yes,” Fallon laughed.
“I like that,” Charlotte turned on her side, placing both hands between her head and Fallon’s chest as a long yawn escaped her lips.
“It was probably the best day of our lives until you came along, princess,” Liam replied. “Let me take her, Fal,” he whispered, “at least so you can get changed... that suit of yours doesn’t seem very comfortable for sleeping,”
Fallon nodded, raising her arms off Charlotte so Liam could gently pull the little girl towards him. He rested his head on his elbow and adjusted the sleeping girl on a small pillow between his and Fallon’s before covering her properly with the blanket. Liam brushed the hair off her face delicately, caressing her pink cheeks with his fingers while he watched her sleep.
Fallon returned from the bathroom about twenty minutes later, fresh out of shower in her silk pajamas, her face cleaned of all the make up and her hair split in two pigtails. She crawled under the blankets as slow as possible not to wake Charlotte up and scooted closer to them as soon as she was lying down and couldn’t help but laugh at how Charlotte had managed to snuggle closer to Liam until her body was completely glued to his. There was a time where she would be the one cuddling him, resting her head on his warm muscled chest while he twisted her long brown strands around his fingers.
“This reminds me of the pillow wall we built at your mother’s house,” Fallon whispered, settling one hand protectively over Charlotte’s body. “I wanted to move closer to you and kiss you so bad,” she laughed.
“This wall is a lot cuter,” he smiled, “it makes being too far to kiss you worth it, I suppose,”
Liam covered Fallon’s hand with his and they both turned their attention to the three year old between them.
It had never been so easy to put her down to sleep like that night. Her mouth was slightly open and one of her hands was burried between her head and Liam’s chest while the other gripped onto his t-shirt tightly.
“I still don’t understand how she sleeps at the exact same way you do,” Liam turned towards Fallon, “she even grabs my shirt too for some reason,” he chuckled.
“That’s because that’s the best way to sleep,” Fallon shrugged, adjusting her head on the pillow while trying to find a comfortable position, “and she knows that,”
“Are you jealous of your own daughter, Fallon?” Liam couldn’t help but laugh.
“No,” Fallon shook her head but he could read her better than anyone, “I’m just saying that’s a nice way to sleep. It’s not like it’s the only one,” she rolled her eyes annoyed.
“So if I were to offer you the other side of my body so you can have a great night of sleep...” he teased, “you’re saying you wouldn’t need it?”
“I mean,” Fallon rambled.
“Just come, Fal,” Liam laughed, opening the arm that was not around Charlotte to welcome her.
Fallon jumped out of the bed and walked around it, lying into his arms and finally nestling her head where it belonged, on his chest with his hand playing with her hair. When they were both perfectly snuggled against him, Liam leaned to the left to place a kiss on the top of Charlotte’s head then did the same thing for Fallon before closing his eyes and finally drifting off with both of his girls in his arms.