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“Sweetie are you ready?” You call out to Zayne as you finish putting on the final touches of your makeup.
“Yes, my love, I’m ready. Let’s leave then? Wouldn’t want to be late.”
“Yes, but before that, do I look fine?” You ask twirling in front of him to give him a full 360 of your outfit for the day. It was a cute light blue dress that reached below your knees, with light snowflake patterns at the hem, collar and sleeves. You were wearing a necklace with a snowflake charm as well, and white pearl earrings, hair tied into a low bun with a few strands framing your face. You wore white shoes with a slight heel to match with the earrings and the belt of your dress. The beautiful silver wedding band and a white bag adding the finishing touches to the outfit.
Zayne thought you looked beautiful. But to him you looked beautiful every day. Beautiful with no makeup and sweats, beautiful when grumpy early in the morning, beautiful even when you were sick and pale with dark circles underneath your eyes, beautiful writhing and squirming under him, beautiful while giving birth to your precious little girl. Beautiful doing absolutely nothing, and gorgeous right now as you twirled in front of him, showing off your outfit for your very first parent-teacher conference.
He stepped forward catching the zipper between his fingers pulling it further up closing it completely, wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you close, kissing your shoulder, then your nape, jaw and finally your cheek in front of the mirror.
“You look breathtaking, my love”
You turn around to face him, putting your arms around his neck.
“You always say that”
“You’re always pretty”
You blush slightly at that, before giving him a little peck, getting some of your blueberry scented gloss on his lips too. He looks at himself in the mirror and chuckles, before wiping it off with his finger, and then licking it making eye contact with you.
“Sweet. Like you” he said analysing the flavour. Why was everything he did so damn attractive? If you didn’t have your kid’s conference to attend you’d be making another one right now because of this action.
“Alright, let’s get going then” you said shaking off the heat rising in your body. He just smiled and walked out of the house behind you, holding your hand.
The drive to her school was short, and you saw a lot of other couples and single parents arriving and socialising together as you pulled into the parking lot. You too, chatted with a couple other parents in the meanwhile. It wasn’t long before your daughter spotted you and ran towards you two. Zayne lifted her with ease and kissed her cheek.
“Mommy you look pwetty” she said, just another habit she’d picked up from her father.
“Aww thank you baby” you said kissing her other cheek.
Soon enough you were sitting across her teacher, a little giddy and nervous to hear her evaluation.
“She’s been doing very well, she’s quite ahead of her peers in a lot of things, actually. Quite a brilliant little mind, if I do say so,” her teacher says with an easy smile on her face.
“Oh, she gets that from her dad I think, that little genius” you said looking between them both. She laughs politely.
“I’m sure she does. There is, however just a little problem”
You straighten up
“Well, it’s nothing about her academics, it’s just…” She trails off thinking about how to phrase it.
“She… well, she doesn’t know your name”
“Huh?”
She calls your daughter over
“Sweetie, what’s your mommy’s name?”
Her eyes light up
“My love!” She says triumphantly
Your heart jumps a little at her reply and you start to blush. You look over at Zayne, who has a smile on his face.
“So, you see the problem” her teacher says, an amused smile playing at her lips too.
“At first I thought it was Mila or something, but no, every time I asked her to repeat herself, she kept saying ‘my love’. Well, clearly she’s being raised surrounded by a lot of love. It’s nothing concerning, just adorable. She’s given that answer to multiple people, so now a bunch of people know that her daddy loves her mommy a lot.” She said in an amused tone, eyes darting between you two as your blush deepened and his smile grew.
“Well thank you, we’ll uh, make sure to fix that” you said a little embarrassed.
“Of course, my love” he said deliberately stressing on the last two words.
“That’s all for her evaluation, thanks for taking the time to attend. Your dress is beautiful by the way” the teacher said handing you the report. You took it and got up, shaking her hand.
“Thank you, have a good day, Miss”
“You too” she said sitting back down as you left the room with your daughter in tow.
“Sweetie, what is mommy’s name again?” Zayne asked
“My love!” She replied instantly, making him laugh, and you blush.
“You do call me that a lot…” You muttered
“Because you are my love, my love my love” he said putting his arms around your waist and then twirling you around, right there, in the playground