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One Week Later
Amelia's POV
He ran his hand up and down my back my naked body wrapped in his, as we enjoyed the silence between us.

"What's on your mind?" I asked knowing something was off.

"Are you telepathic?" He asked making me smile.

"No but I do know my husband," I whispered kissing his chest and the room went silent for a couple seconds before he spoke.

"Is it wrong that I'm growing jealous of my own son?"

"Elaborate,"

"My father has shown more attention to Ace in a week than he has shown me my entire life," he mumbled chuckling.

"Then it's normal, and I think you should talk to him,"

"I do,"

"Xavier shaking his hand and saying hi isn't talking to him," I replied amused earning another chuckle from him.

"And besides he seems like a changed man, he brought me flowers yesterday," I added

"So my father is wooing you?" He asked amused

"Stay on topic Mr Persons," I whispered just as amused knowing he was trying to change the subject.

"Amelia just imagining the conversation leaves me in an uncomfortable position, so initiating it isn't really at the top of my to-do list,"

"Well you can't ignore it especially when we're having everybody over next week including both your parents," I reminded

"How did we go from sex to therapy?"

"We orgasmed," I replied laughing slightly.

"Twice," he mumbled amused

"Let's go back to that," he added his hand moving to my ass.

"No, we're having a conversation, like two mature adults" I replied smiling.

"On our wedding day you agreed to have and to hold me, which means that you committed to showing me affection as long as your living,"

"Exactly, but I didn't agree to be your sex toy," I said laughing and he chuckled pulling away, shifting to hover over me, his body staying between my legs.

"Sex toy sounds cheap, I would much rather refer to you as my personal pleasure toy," he whispered kissing between my breasts making me laugh.

"Personal pleasure toy?" I asked amused and he hummed moving up to my neck.

"Sounds classy,"

"And that you are," he whispered his breath fanning my neck as my eyes closed, my legs moved around his waist as I allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

"I-" he started but stopped as the sound of Ace crying echoed around the room, making me laugh.

"I'll go," he said chuckling as he moved from between my legs.
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Xavier's POV
I pulled on a pair of boxers as well as my shorts before exiting the room walking down the hall to Ace's room. I pushed open the door, to find him crying in his crib. I moved over to it lifting him holding him in my arms, rocking slowly listening until his sobs died down.

"I was trying to make you a sibling," I mumbled walking out of the room, heading to the kitchen to find Amelia already heating up a bottle.

"I said I got it," I said chuckling and she smiled leaning against the counter facing me, looking as beautiful as ever.

I moved closer to her watching as Ace reached for her, she smiled taking him from me as I kissed her forehead stepping away watching them together.

After a minute I grabbed the bottle checking it's temperature before handing it to her.

"Thank you," she said as she held it to his mouth, allowing me to move back to the counter facing them, the sight before me perfect leaving my heart to swell in my chest.

I watched as her eyes descended moving from Ace to my crotch making me chuckle.

"Amelia," I called and she looked up at me smiling shyly.

"Sorry," she replied earning a chuckle from me as ringing erupted around the room. I moved over to her picking up her phone, answering it, putting it on speaker since her hands were currently occupied.

"Sweetheart," I heard her mother called out and I smiled.

"Yes mommy," she replied and I chuckled still amused by the title.

"Did Leonard call you?" Her mother asked and she frowned confusion painted on her face.

"No why-"

"He returned home this morning, I-"

"I changed my number two years ago mom,"

"Oh, that's right, I'll give him your number and have him give you a call,"

"Okay mommy, love you,"

"I love you too sweetheart, tell Xavier I said hi and kiss my grandson for me," she said ending the call.

"Whose Leonard?" I asked not recalling her ever mentioning the name as I placed the phone back on the counter.

"My bestfriend,"

"Why haven't I heard of him?"

"He left for the military 3 years ago and became a touchy subject for me," she replied softly her eyes trained on Ace, and I frowned hating the amount of emotion in her voice each time she spoke about him.

"I don't like him,"

"You haven't even met him?"

"I don't have to," I replied as she handed me the bottle, I took it not lik-.

"Xavier-"

"I don't want you around him,"

"You can't just tell me who I can and cannot be around,"

"After Hunter I think I have the right to,"

"That was uncalled for," she said and I sighed knowing it was.

"I'm sorry," I apologized watching as she rolled her eyes burping Ace.

"I'm going to put down Ace, and then we can argue,"

"We're not arguing we're having a conversation,"

"No you're telling me what to do,"

"I'm trying to,"

"I'm going to put our son down, while you continue on this, jealously trip," she said walking off and I moved following her like a puppy to it's mother.

"I'm not jealous, we have established that,"

"Okay possessive, either way it builds from you wanting me for yourself,"

"I don't really see anything wrong with that," I said as we stepped into Ace's room.

"And that's your problem," she replied putting him down, I watched as he yawned his eyes closing slightly.

"Amelia if you were married to you, you would understand my reasoning," I told her as we left the room.

"Stop walking away from me," I said following her down the hall.

"Stop," I ordered firmly and she did turning to face me.

"You're being difficult," she said as I walked towards her.

"I know, but when it comes to you I'm selfish, and the way spoke about him..it's as if you love him,"

"I do love him, like a brother," she said as I wrapped my hands around her waist.

"Cases of incest happens every year," I whispered amused and she smiled.

"I'm upset don't make me smile," she whispered back as I kissed her forehead.

"I will never like him, but I'll tolerate him,"

"What a selfless action," she spoke the sarcasm laced in her voice, making me chuckle.

"Only you for you Mrs Persons," I whispered connecting our lips and she broke it instantly.

"Go stay with Ace until he falls asleep, I'm going to bed" she said pulling out of my hold.

"I though-" I started but my sentence was cut short.

"I'm still upset," she replied pecking my lips walking away.
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I sat in the rocking chair with Ace waiting for him to fall asleep, which it didn't seem like he planned to do anytime soon. He lifting his arm gripping the flesh on my chest, his eyes half opened and I smiled kissing his forehead loving the yawn that left him.

"Why don't you help me with my problems, since we're going to be here all night" I said softly adjusting him in hold.

"So your mother has this bestfriend called Leonard who she seems to care a great about, which means I'm not too fond of him, I told her and she got upset," I confided and he yawned.

"Now if I know my wife correctly she will be upset until I make right, so your dear dad has to come up with a way to fix it and that's where you come in, so yawn if you think I should make her dinner and blink if you think treat her to the day in a spa or something," I said and I watched as he blinked making me chuckle.

"Your methods are more expensive than my high school therapist," I whispered watching as his eyes closed.

"That's not going to fix it," I heard her say and I looked up to see her walking towards me.

"Then what will?" I asked as she took Ace into her hold sitting in my lap, I immediately wrapped my arms around her waist securing her in place.

"You being nice, when he comes over next week," she whispered and I smiled amused by her suggestion.

"I liked Ace's suggestion alot more,"

"I think Ace agrees with my method," she replied as I kissed her shoulder.

"Ace if you agree with mama yawn," I said and both our gazes stayed on him watching as a yawn left him sounds of amusement leaving our body.

"Your therapist has spoken," she whispered smiling.

"I wonder if he actually understands us, or was that a coincidence," I whispered watching as he started to drift to sleep.

"Either way he agreed on you being nice," she replied

"And I will," I replied kissing her shoulder once more looking at our son. 
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