"Oh!" Therese and I were playing cards on the living floor when I heard Tanya. My head instantly turned to look at her.

She rested her hand over her nine-month-old belly. I got on my feet in an instant and strode to where she stood. It was the last month of her pregnancy and the doctor told us that we should be prepared as she could give birth anytime now.

"What's wrong?" I worriedly asked, wrapping an arm around the small of her waist and the other stroked her belly.

"Wala." She chuckled. "Bumangga lang yung tiyan ko sa mesa at pumadyak ang baby natin."

"Baka nasaktan." My brows furrowed. I knelt down in front of Tanya and stroked her stomach. "Baby, are you okay in there? Did you get hurt?"

"Hindi po, Daddy." Tanya answered in her best baby voice and chuckled. "Ako? Hindi mo ko tatanungin kung nasaktan ba ako?"

I let out a wide smile and stood up. "Nagtatampo ang Mommy..." I pulled her into my arms. "You have to be very careful, Angel."

"It's just sometimes I miscalculate ng movements. Minsan nakakalimutan kong malaki na pala ang tiyan ko." She said with a low laugh.

"Nasaktan ba si Mommy?" I asked her and lowered my face to hers.

"Nope." She shook her head. "Everything's fine. Nagulat lang ako kasi ang lakas ng sipa niya kanina. Nagalit yata sa akin."

I couldn't help but laught at the cuteness. "See! Tate is telling you to be careful."

We had found out a few months ago that we were having a baby boy. We had already thought of a name for our new baby and we decided it would Aristotle, Tate for short. Yes, you guessed it. We wanted to name him after the famous philosopher Aristotle. Who wouldn't know about him? He was a great thinker. He had radically transformed all areas of knowledge that he had touched. It was said that Aristotle was the last man to know everything there was to know. Some even say he had the key to the secret of the universe.

"Daddy, when will I get to meet baby?" Asked Therese, walking up to us.

"Really, really soon." I said. "Are you excited to meet him?"

"Very!"

"Will you take care of your little brother?" I smiled.

"Of course!"

"Will you change his diapies?"

"EW! No!" Therese made a face.

"But that's what good sisters do." I chuckled.

"I'll do anything but change his diapies! No way!" She shook her head.

Tanya gave birth to a healthy baby boy a few hours ago. From the delivery room, she was taken to her private suite and our son was taken to the nursery. I was right beside her the whole time. There was nothing more beautiful than hearing our child's cry and holding him in my arms for the first time. He was a big baby boy, weighing eight pounds and five ounces. It was impossible to describe the overwhelming sensation of seeing the child that's half of you and half of the woman you love.

I stroked Tanya's hair as she slept peacefully in the hospital bed. Her labor lasted almost six hours and seeing her take that much pain for my child made me appreciate and love my wife more than I ever thought I could. My respect for her grew to a whole new level. She endured the pain to bear our son.

I was just glad it was over now. I pressed a kiss on her lips and silently thank her. If I could, I would've taken the pain from her so she wouldn't have to experience it. I couldn't wait to see my child. The doctors had to take him to the nursery to run some test on him to make sure he was in perfect health.

I decided to leave Tanya for awhile while she slept to check up on our son. I headed straight to the nursery, the excitement rushing throughout my whole body. I had seen my son, even held him in my arms in the delivery room right after Tanya had given birth to him but the excitement and anticipation of seeing him again hadn't died down. I looked into the glass window of the nursery. Five babies were inside, all sleeping in their own bassinets. I instantly recognized my son even without having to look at the name of the baby.

Aristotle St. Croix

That was the name written on the paper on the foot of the bassinet my son was in. He was so beautiful. He had porcelain skin like his mother with bright red cheeks. He had my nose and lips, that was what I noticed when I was holding him earlier.

I waved at the nurse who was attending to the newborns inside the nursery. She quickly took notice of me and I pointed at my son. She picked him up and carried her, stopping in front of me behind the glass window to show me my son. Everything still felt surreal to me. I couldn't believe I wasn't seeing with my own two eyes the life that came from me and Tanya.

He began to make small movements. Stretching his arms and bringing his hand to his mouth. He was wearing blue baby gloves that prevented him from sucking his thumb. He began to cry. He was so wonderful and my heart wanted to explode with pride and joy. I took in a deep breath as I tried to keep my tears at bay. I would be the best father he could ever want and need.

I waited until my son was done with his screening and I instantly had him taken to our hospital suite. I pushed the bassinet in the room and found Tanya already awake, sitting up in her bed.

"He's excited to meet you." I smiled, stopping next to Tanya's bed.

"Oh my god." Tanya's eyes misted with tears. I carefully lifted the baby from his bassinet just like how our private nurse had instructed me. I brought our son to Tanya, sitting on the edge of her bed.

"Look at what we did." I smiled, proudly showing her the baby.

"He's beautiful, Wayne." Tanya rested her chin over my shoulder as she looked at our son.

"Of course, he is. He's you and me combined." I said, turning my head to kiss her. "Tanya, thank you for giving me my son. I can't ask for anything more in this world."

"Hindi naman magiging posible 'to kung hindi din dahil sa'yo. Hindi lang naman ako ang mag-isang gumawa nito." She giggled despite the tears in the corner of her eyes. Her hand reached down and touched our son's hand. His tiny delicate fingers wrapped around his mother's finger. The baby tried to suck on her finger.

"He's hungry." I silently said.

"I'll feed him." Tanya said. I gently handed the baby to her, carefully placing her in her arms. I helped Tanya pull down her hospital gown to reveal one of her round, full breasts. She positioned our baby and he instinctively latched on her nipple.

There was something peaceful about watching her breastfeed our son. The sight was so calming I wanted to melt. Tilting my wife's chin up, I kissed her gently. She smiled at me after pulling away from the quick kiss and we just looked into each other's eyes. In that instant, we were connected again. There were no words. There won't be any word perfect enough to convey how we felt at that time. When we look at each other in silence that's when we end up saying the most.

Our attentions were turned back to our son when he stopped suckling. He began to yawn and stretch his arms, going back to his sweet slumber.

I pressed a kiss on his sweet cherub cheek. "Your Mom and I loves you so much, Tate. We're going to be the parents for you. Somebody, I know we're going to disappoint you. It's inevitable, we're not perfect. But I want you to understand that we're trying our best. Our love for you is unconditional. You have always been and will always be accepted and loved no matter who you become or what path you choose to follow."

Tanya kissed our baby and he made a soft cooing sound. We both smiled.

"Baby Tate." Therese came barging into the room and George followed behind her. She excitedly looked over at her little brother. "He's so tiny, Mommy."

"You were this tiny when I first saw you." Tanya smiled.

"Look, Papa! You have to see my baby brother!" She proudly said, gesturing for George to come over.

George wore a proud grandpa smile on his face as he looked at our son. He lightly touched Tate's cheek.

"What a handsome little guy. You look like granda, don't you little guy? " He cooed playing with his grandson's tiny hand.

"How could he look like you, Papa? The baby isn't wrinkly and he doesn't have white hairs." Therese innocently said, her brows furrowing in confusion..

"Oh you and your smart little mouth, missy." George ruffled Therese's hair affectionately.

The whole room was filled with happy laughter. Tanya gave me all the things I had ever wanted in my life. She gave me happiness, peace, contentment, and a beautiful little boy. I had spent my whole life searching for a place to call home and her arms takes me there, always.

Tanya's POV

Nagising ako sa maliliit na halik sa pagitan ng mga hita ko. I looked down and saw the top of Wayne's head, kissing my inner thigh. I moaned, still dazed from sleep.

"Wayne, inaantok na ako." I half-heartedly protested.

"You don't have to do anything, Angel. Just feel everything I'm doing to you. Why do you have to be so beautiful?" Dumampi ang mga labi niya sa pagkababae ko.

Napasinghap ako. "Hindi ako makakatulog niyan."

"Shh... just let me do all the work. Go back to sleep, if you must." Mahinang sabi niya bago muling gumalaw ang mga labi niya.

"Pinagsasamantalahan mo na naman ako." I tiredly giggled. "Matulog ka na, maaga pa tayo gigising bukas."

He chuckled, I could feel him breathe out a hot breath and his vibrated against my sensitive flesh. He kissed me there. His hot tongue swiped into my folds. I closed my eyes. I tried going back to sleep but couldn't do so. My body felt like it was on heat.

He opened my legs wider, lifting my hips up and cupping my buttocks. He pressed his lips harder against me, driving his tongue deeper into my folds. Soft moans escaped my mouth. I could feel his tongue entering my core and I whimpered when he hit the spot where it felt good the most. He delved his tongue in and out of me, occasionally sucking on the labia. It didn't take long before I felt a pool of heat ready to burst inside my stomach.

I let out a moan of  protest when he stopped. My eyes still close and heavy. He stopped when I was just about to come. I was almost there. He then pushed something bigger, thicker, and hotter inside me. It filled me up completely. My body accomodated him and we fitted perfectly just like we always do.

"Wayne..." I moaned.

"Angel, you are so irresistable even when you're asleep." He cupped my breasts and squeezed it.

I reached up to grab him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him down to me.

"Not sleepy after all, are you, angel?" He cocked a brow and smiled naughtily.

I shook my head, eagerly meeting his thrust. He filled me up perfectly and it felt perfect. He groaned and moaned my name over and over. His face lowered to my chest and he sucked my breast, his tongue playing around my nipple. He drove deeper inside me until our crotches were touching one another.

I yelped in surprise when he pulled me up, shifting our position. Now I was sitting on top of him and he was lying under me with his hands on my waist. "Ride me, Angel. Hard. Show me how much you love my cock."

Sa limang taon na pagiging mag-asawa namin I never felt the love and passion between us subside. It became even more stronger as time passed by.

I began to move on top of him, sliding up and down, my body hot and pliant. He made a harsh growling sound. I could feel the rush of desire through my veins as I watched his expression. The passion in his eyes as he looked at me were still the same, maybe even more intense, as the first time we made love. He spread my legs wider as I moved. He spat on his hand before reaching down to touch my clit, lubricating it. His finger circled around my nub.

"Wayne!" I could feel my walls closing in on him, squeezing his length.

"Harder, Angel. Almost there..." He groaned.

I moved even faster, clenching my inner walls around him. I knew that he was almost close to releasing. His breathing became erratic. His pace grew quicker as he met my movement.

"Wayne... I'm... I'm coming..." I said.

"Come with me, Angel..." He groaned in absolute pleasure and after that I felt the warmth of his essence inside me. I collapsed tiredly on his chest. We were both sated and spent, trying to catch our breaths.

"God, you're so hot, Angel." He lightly slapped my bottom.

I rolled off next to him and he pulled me into his arms. I rested my head on top of his chest.

"I love you." He whispered and then yawned tiredly.

"Mahal na mahal din kita. Ikaw lang." I answered.

He kissed my eyelid. "Sundan na natin si Camilla."

"Wayne! She just turned two!"

"How are we going to have ten kids then?"

I chuckled quietly. "Ten?! Lima nga lang. Isa pa, I'm on the pill."

"Since when?" His brows furrowed.

"A few months ago when I started weaning Mimi off of breast milk. " My fingers played on his chest, tracing random shapes on it. Mimi was Camilla's nickname. Tate was only three when his little sister was born. He couldn't say his little sister's name properly so he just calls her Mimi until that became her nickname. "Mahirap kayang magbuntis."

"Fine but you still owe me two kids.." He smiled.

"Makakabayad din ako sa'yo. I promise." I giggled.

He pulled me closer to him and we drifted off to sleep.

Kakatapos ko lang bihisan at paliguan si Camilla. Therese was already dressed up as well. Si Wayne na lang at si Tate ang hindi pa nakaayos. I looked at the clock. I was worried na baka malate kami sa binyag ng bunso nina Phoenix, ang kaibigan ni Wayne, at ni Cassie. Nakakahiya naman sa kanila kung mahuhuli kami.

"Therese, nakita mo ba ang Daddy mo at si Tate?" I asked while carrying Camilla on one side. Therese was now in her preteen. Dati ay nakikipagsabayan pa itong makipaglaro sa Daddy at kapatid niya. Umaakyat pa sa treehouse at nagpapalipad ng saranggola. Ngayong nagdadalaga na siya she was slowly learning how to act like a real lady. Madalas pa rin bumisita si George. Halos buwan buwan ay lumilipad siya pabalik dito. If it weren't for his business in Belgium, nagsettle na siya dito sa Pilipinas. Magaling na siya at malakas pa rin. His grandkids loves him. He was planning on retiring and buying a property here next year.

"I saw them playing in the backyard." She said.

"Pagagalitan na naman tayo ng Mommy mo niyan." I overheard them talking. Tate was sitting on the swing below the treehouse while Wayne sat on the grass in front of him.

"It's not that big. It doesn't even hurt." He said.

"I know but your Mom's going to freak out when she sees this. Dude, what are we going to do?"

"I don't know." Kibit-balikat na sabi niya. "Maybe we should just move to Russia."

Wayne let out a chuckle. "Move to Russia? Don't you think that's a little too much? Iiwan natin si Mommy, si ate Therese, at si Camilla?"

"Just until this gets better. Then we'll go back." Sabi niya.

I bit my lip to try to surpress my laughter.

"Hmm..." Wayne nodded his head. "I like the way you think, dude. I will consider that. But of all places, why Russia?"

"I just read about Russia and I think it's a cool place."

"Ano na naman ang ginawa niyong mag-ama?"

"Mommy?"

"Angel!"

Halos magkasabay na sabi ng dalawa. They looked like a deer caught in the headlight. Wayne got up and took Camilla from me.

"Daddy!" Camilla wrapped her arms around Wayne's neck.

"Hey there, sunshine." Lambing niya sa bata at hinalikan ito.

Agad kong nakita ang malaking galos sa braso ni Tate. "Wayne, ano'ng nangyari sa anak mo?"

"You know that little hole under the fence." Wayne winced. "We kinda crawled through it. Sumasad ang braso niya sa fence at nagkagalos siya."

"Wayne!"

"Don't worry! Dad already put alcohol on it." Tate defended his father.

I let out a deep sigh and shook my head. "Pumasok na tayo. Ano'ng oras na? We're going to be late. Ninong at Ninang pa naman tayo sa binyag ni Ronnie."

I took Tate's hand and Wayne wrapped an arm around the back of my waist while he held Camilla on his other arm.