You and Wes went to the hospital to help your sister, who was having her first new born baby. Both of you couldn't stop gushing over the baby boy.
I crossed my legs and hold the new born closer to my chest as I admired his adorableness. My smile welcomed the little nephew that my sister has named Alexander Joseph He slowly let his small sterling gray eyes, to creep open. Small dark brown hair started to form on his small head. He’s such a cutie patootie, making me want kids, but not for a very long long long time.
“May I hold him?” Wes asked in a childish way, placing his head on my shoulder and admired the baby boy with his sparkling eyes.
I cleared my throat and carefully handed him the new born, “You could hold him.”
“Yeeh,” Wes smiled while wrapping his arms around the baby in a protective way. “My little Alex is going to grow up strong.”
“Alex?” I asked, looking at my boyfriend’s face. I lightly rubbed on the baby’s tummy, “I prefer Joey. Right, Joey?”
“Joey?” Wes asked me, looking at me crazy. “Alex is way better, sounds mightier than Joey.”
“Whatever,” I whispered. “I’m still going to call him Joey, my little Joey.”
Wes chuckled while rocking Joey back in and forth within his arms. His hazel eyes met mine, “Imagine us having our own babies?”
“Wes,” I hissed, getting serious. “We’re not going to have them now.”
“I know, I know, not for many years” Wes said softly, smiling when he rubbed his forehead against Joey’s small forehead. “But imagine of how they would look like.”
A smile started to warm up on my face, making me to place my chin on his shoulder and a hand on his thigh. Rubbing my mouth against his shoulder blades, I couldn’t help it but admire Wes cuteness with Joey. I know Wes is going to be a very good father in the future.
“He or she would have your cute eyes,” Wes said, looking deeply into my eyes before playing with Joey’s little mouth. “Either my hazel eyes. They could also have my nose, or your type of nose. Either my type of mouth and eyebrows, or your mouth and eyebrows. Or, what if they have my singing ability or my musician skills. Baby, we would have many possibilities of what our babies would look like.”
I giggled as I snuggled into Wes’ shoulder, breathing in his wonderful scent. “We definitely have many possibilities, but I can’t wait to found out when we do have them.”
“I’m sorry to have to ruin this intimate moment,” a nurse whispered, gushing over our moment. “But I’m going to have to take baby Joey to have some measurements done and let him rest for the day.”
“Oh, yeah,” Wes said, looking at Joey before handing him to the nurse. “We’ll give him to you, but take care of him.”
Nurse laughed, so did I, of Wes’ protectiveness over him, “We’ll do, sir, have a nice day."
“You too,” I smiled to her as I wrapped my arm around Wes’ torso and pushed him towards the door.
“Why is it so easy to fall in love with babies?” Wes asked as I laughed, wrapping his arm around my shoulders as we made our way out of the hospital.
“Maybe because they’re so cute, just like you,” I winked at him as he chuckled and pulled me closer to him.
