Penelope was stunned for a moment and looked at him, “You….”
“The first time I met you in New York, you attracted my attention.”
When he first met her, she had been playing and laughing with her friends. She had been active and attractive, like a star glimmering in the crowd.
She looked like she had lost in love, but she didn’t cry or feel desperate. Instead, she waved her bottle and laughed. It seemed that she was heartless.
He glanced at the friends around her and understood the purpose of her fake smile.
When she got drunk and fell down on him, he was erect instantly. Especially when she looked up and apologized smilingly, he almost couldn’t help but kiss her.
Love begins with sex, this is true.
Penelope raised her eyebrows; her fingers slipped from his chest to his chin and then to his cheeks. “So, for the first time, you premeditated?”
“It can’t be said as premeditated. I just didn’t repel.” He pressed his body on her.
Penelope squinted, “Then you had no doubts that the child in my stomach was yours?”
“I dared not to think like this.” He smiled softly.
“Why?”
“First, I used a condom… Second, I didn’t believe that God would treat me like that.” He looked down and licked her lips.
Penelope slightly closed her eyes and enjoyed this kiss like a cool breeze. She said, “First, the condom is not completely reliable. Second, I didn’t believe that God would treat me like that either.”
She thought that according to her tortuous fate, she might have her children at least in her thirties, or she might have to earn enough money to buy them at the sperm bank.
Although she imagined having children with her loved man, she did not expect that this man would be him. Not to mention that he would reciprocate with love.
She reached over his neck and sighed, “If I were not in postpartum recovery, we could enjoy ourselves here, unfortunately…”
He picked her up, and she jumped with her legs around his waist. She held his shoulders and asked, “Sex in the field, won’t you regret it if you miss it?”
“I am a neat freak.”
“… killjoy.”
“No matter how many men you have had before, in the future….” He squinted, and his pupils suddenly tightened, releasing a series of dangerous signals.
“I promise to remain loyal to you!” She raised her fingers and swore.
He hugged her forward and didn’t say anything.
“My words are right?”
“Yes.”
“Then why are you not happy?”
“There is nothing wrong with the words. But in terms of the reliability of your words, I still have to wait and see.”
Penelope paused, and after a while, an extremely sweet sound echoed through the woods.
“Baby, I am sincere!”
The birds perched in the woods were startled and took flight, alarmed by this strange noise.
Are the women who playfully tease their partners always the luckiest?
‘Well, I think they are the most terrible.’
****
Mrs. Brown had been trying to persuade Penelope to hire a babysitter to help her raise the baby, but she had always rejected the idea.
Penelope’s reason was simple. She wanted to grow up with Chris and be a part of every change he experienced. Even though he was still an innocent baby, she believed that having a close relationship with his mother during early childhood would be beneficial for his future development.
Despite Penelope’s repeated rejection of Mrs. Brown’s suggestion, Mrs. Brown still supported her. Besides her own job, she often helped Penelope take care of baby Chris.
Chris was becoming even cuter than when he was born.
Warren was also concerned that Penelope was too young to be a mother. However, apart from a few initial mistakes, Penelope had proven to be an excellent mother. She could change diapers, give him baths, and put him to bed independently, and she did it all very well.
This was how Warren realized that being a mother was a gift hidden in the female body.
Of course, there were times when Penelope was frustrated with Chris, like when he spit up while drinking milk or when he woke up hungry in the middle of the night, causing her sleep quality to decline due to his crying. Sometimes, she really felt like tossing Chris out.
During such times, Penelope needed Warren’s help. He was incredibly patient, and no one could be more patient than him when it came to soothing baby Chris. As a result, every time Chris was handed over to Warren, he would quickly fall asleep.
“Pretentious!” Penelope angrily pointed at Chris, her hair in disarray.
Chris couldn’t understand why his reasonable demand for milk was being labeled as “pretentious.”
He looked at his father innocently.
Penelope had untied Warren’s shirt. He sat on the bed in a pair of pajama pants and coaxed Chris to sleep.
Penelope climbed to the end of the bed, reached over his shoulder, and stretched her neck to look at the baby in his arms.
“Is he asleep?”
“Not yet.”
Penelope leaned on his shoulder. Her fingers slipped from his back to his chest, then she drew two circles and went straight to his private parts.
Warren felt his throat dry. He said, “Let’s wait another five minutes.”
Penelope bowed her head and bit his shoulder. Two rows of neat teeth were printed on his shoulders. It looked erotic.
“Whaa, Whaa…” The baby in his arms suddenly burst into tears.
He hurriedly stood up and hugged him. “Baby Chris, don’t cry. Dad is here.”
“Whaa…” Chris closed his eyes and sobbed in his dream.
Penelope was discouraged. She picked up the quilt to cover herself and went to sleep.
Chris had probably gotten emotionally attached to the smell of Warren’s. As long as Warren put him in the cradle, he cried and screamed. When Warren embraced him, he immediately stopped.
Warren had no other choice. He couldn’t shout at or hit such a baby. What could he do?
As time passed by, Penelope had already given up on her plan to sleep with him.
Warren bowed his head to kiss her and said, “We’ll take care of our son first tonight; he is still young.”
Responding to him was Penelope’s even breathing.
He leaned back on the bed and covered his son and himself with the quilt. Warren closed his eyes while hugging Chris.