Epilogue

Henry:

I was waiting outside the birthing room and growing frustrated with every second. It had been nine hours since Alice went to labor, but I had got no news. I was fucking scared. I had never faced this before. I had to wait until they were finished. I just wanted to be with my wife.

“Son.” Dad squeezed my shoulder gently, comforting me. “Everything is going to be alright.”

“I’ve never faced this before, Dad.” I ran my fingers through my hair, blowing out a sharp breath of agitation.

“Mr. Robinson.” Suddenly, the doctor appeared. “Congratulations, your baby boy has just arrived. Your wife and your son both are in good health and you can meet them,” he said and directed me towards the room.

I rushed towards the room. The nurse brought me into the room and introduced me to my son.

Jesus, he was so adorable.

I held my son in my arms; he was so soft, pink, and small. I was constantly watching him. His entire face structure like me, but his lips on his mother. He was both me and his mother but mostly looked like me. I felt so proud of becoming the father of my little boy. When he would grow up, I would teach him how to live life in the toughest time, how to live like a king, and how to fight with every difficult problem.

“Henry,” Alice whispered, and I raised my eyes at my wife, who looked exhausted from nine hours of continuous labor. I walked up to her bed and lay our son in her arms, and she instantly clutched him to her chest.

“He is so beautiful, Alice,” I said, brushing her hair off her face.

“He looks like you, Henry. I’m going to love him more than you.” She kissed his tiny head.

I sat beside her bed. “You’re going to be a great mother.”

“Aww, do you think I’ll be a great mother?” She asked, her eyes lit up with excitement.

I nodded with a smile.

“You’ll make a good father, Henry.” She looked down at our son. “Look, he is constantly staring at you. I’m the one who is holding him but he admires his father instead.”

I couldn’t stop myself from looking at my son, and he was doing the same. “Because like dad, like son.”

“No, he admires you, but he will be momma’s boy.” She kissed him one more time. “I can’t believe he is ours. You are a father and I’m a mother. I’m overwhelmed with joy.”

I stood up and kissed her forehead. “Thanks, Alice, for giving me, my prince.”

She smiled softly. “Have you decided on his name?”

“Kelvin,” I announced, and her eyes popped out in surprise. Kelvin had always been my first choice. This name was my sister’s, and now my son was going to pursue her name. I held his small hands. “Kelvin Robinson.”

“This is a beautiful name, Henry.” She looked up and kissed my lips. “I’m happy you named him after your sister.”

The door creaked open and Sarah poked her head inside to check out our privacy. Damn woman. When she saw everything was fine, she walked inside.

“My nephew.” She smiled and approached us. “Oh my god. He is so cute!” She gasped and took Kel in her arms.

“May I come in?” Dad asked with a grin.

“Family doesn’t need permission,” Alice said and dad walked inside.

“He is like a cotton ball with rose syrup,” Sarah said and started making a silly face. “Hey Cotton ball, baby, cutie, rosy.”

“Come on, Sarah, stop calling him these stupid names! He is a boy, not a girl. You are naming him cutie, baby, and rosy,” I gritted out.

She glared at me with her green eyes. “He is not a man, Henry. He is a newborn baby, and it’s normal to name him cute, rosy, and baby. But I won’t call him any of these names, I will call him Cotton ball.”

I clenched my jaw. “You will not call him this stupid name. His name is Kelvin.”

“You named your son after your sister.” Dad blurted out and the shock was clearly visible on his face. A small tear fell down his face. Whenever I saw him crying, I used to hate him. I would never let him cry because crying was a sign of cowardliness, helplessness, and vulnerability. I had never cried in my lifetime before Alice. But after her, I realized what the real pain is.

“Yes, Dad. I named him after her,” I said with a smile. My dad loved my sister more than me and after hearing this his eyes immediately filled with light.

“Honey.” Alice’s parents walked into the room with excitement. “Are you alright?” They went to the other side of the bed.

“Mom and Dad.” Alice hugged them. “I’m perfectly fine.”

“Aww, my grandson.” Her mother carried Kelvin in her arms. “My first grandson.” She kissed his head. “He looks like his father.” She glanced at me for a while.

“He is a junior version of Henry,” dad said.

“Finally, my dream came true.” Mrs. Bennett handed Kelvin back to Alice. “I want three more grandchildren,” she announced, and my jaw dropped open.

“What?” I exclaimed. “What did you say?”

Three more kids?

“Mom.” Alice eyed Mrs. Bennett and squeezed my hand. “She’s kidding.”

“This is what I was expecting.” I sighed in relief.

“But I want two more kids, Henry,” Alice said.

“We’ll talk about it, love.” I nodded.

“Are we also welcome?” A deep voice asked, and all pairs of eyes shot at the door. Vivian was standing near the door with his daughter, Harley.

“Why not.” Dad gestured to him inside and. “After all, you are also our family.”

“Thank you, Mr. Robinson.” Vivian nodded and stepped into the room.

“Hey, Alice, how are you doing?” He placed the bouquets on the table next to the bed and congratulated us. “Congratulations, guys.” He glanced at my son, who was silently observing everything around him. “He is adorable.”

“Yes, he is…” Alice smiled.

“He is so small and soft.” Harley blurted out, watching Kel.

“Do you want to hold her?” Alice asked, and grabbed Harley’s small hand, leading it to Kel.

“Wow!” Harley gasped. Her blue eyes widened. “I’ve never seen a newborn before.”

“He is like you.”

“He is like a doll.”

I broke into a smile at her innocence.

“Can I play with him?” Harley asked, and caressed Kelvin’s hand.

“Yes, you can.” Alice smiled and stroked Harley’s blonde hair.

*****

Four Months Later, “I’ll let you know, Neena, and cancel all my meetings,” I said on the phone.

I glanced at my son who was sleeping on my shoulder, his small mouth parted slightly and saliva was dripping on my shirt from his tiny mouth. I held him in one arm while my other hand was holding the phone. “You already know what to do and I also want you to get them ready by the show.”

I was going to launch my grand fashion show next month, and it was important to me. “We have to get those stuff into the show next month and don’t be delayed and get all those stuff to the factory tomorrow,” I said and hung up.

“Henry.” Alice stepped into the room, wearing one of the finest pieces of cloth designed by me, looking for my next meal. I was a popular fashion designer in the country and whatever I designed always suited any kind of woman. But Alice made my design more beautiful with her gorgeous body. Now I didn’t like my design on other supermodels, but my wife. I loved to see my designs on her because she was incredibly beautiful.

She wasn’t only beautiful, but talented and creative and that was the reason the next fashion show was important to me. I was going to launch my wife’s designs next month, and I didn’t want any mistake in it.

“Why is your shirt wet?” she asked and glanced at my shirt.

I looked down and found the water was soaking my shirt. I was so busy talking that I didn’t realize when Kelvin soaked his diaper. That was the reason he was uncomfortable in my arms.

I quickly transferred Kelvin to Alice. “Change his diaper immediately, otherwise, he’ll get infections.” I took off my shirt and went into the bathroom.

After a few minutes, Alice dried him off, diapered him, and laid him back on the bed. Now he was in a deep sleep.

“You didn’t feel his wetness?” she asked and brought a fresh shirt from the closet.

“I was talking to Neena and I didn’t realize it.” I ran my fingers through my hair.

She smiled softly before handing me my shirt. “Ok, I’m going to groceries. You know today is a dinner party so I need to buy a few things.”

I frowned and didn’t like her idea. “You are not going alone. I’ll call Joseph and he’ll take care of everything,” I said and pulled out my phone.

“No! Don’t bother him. I can manage.”

“Come on, you know you can’t,” I said coldly. She knew very well why I didn’t want to leave her alone. I turned around to face the mirror. “Come here and help me.” Now my right hand was perfectly fine, but I loved it when she wore me a shirt. For three months she had helped me to wear clothes and I was used to it.

She crossed her arms over her chest. “You can’t order me around.” Her eyes trailed down my half-naked body. She was simply attracted to me.

I sighed. “Okay, sorry. Can you please help me now?” I had never done this before, but this woman drove me crazy and now I didn’t take a second to fulfill her every demand.

“Sorry and please not look good on your arrogant face but I find it cute.” She smiled and grabbed the shirt. “You’re distracting me, Henry. You know I have only five hours for dinner to prepare and I have done nothing yet.”

I placed my palms on her waist and pulled her closer to me. “You know I didn’t take a day off for your useless dinner party. And I want you to be around me, not around groceries.”

I slipped my hand down and crushed her body on my chest and made her breath hitch. “Henry, what are you doing?”

I leaned forward and kissed her soft lips.

She didn’t take a second to kiss me back. I kissed her softly and tenderly. I loved this woman passionately, and I wanted to feel her every second of my life.

Her hands moved to my shoulder, then trailing down my hard abs, then finally stopped at my waistline. She was feeling every inch of my athletic body. I had the kind of body that any woman would want. But Alice never praised me, she always resisted my charm, and this was a thing why I always wanted her. She was the first woman I wanted first.

She unbuttoned my pants.

“Let’s do it fast.” I stripped her dress off and let it fall to the floor.

She breathed and gripped my shoulder. Her lips were swollen.

But before we could start, we heard Kelvin crying. “Henry,” Alice said and quickly put her dress back on and ran towards him.

She held him in her arms. “I think he’s hungry,” I said and crossed my arms over my chest. I stood there, watching my son and his mother. I was still half-naked, my pants still undone. My lips still ached for her and I was rock hard for her, but I didn’t care about any of this. What I cared about was my son. I didn’t let my desire get in the way of my son because all I cared about was him and his mother.

I had been with lots of women; I enjoyed them. All I wanted was to fuck them hard. Women threw themselves at me everywhere I went. Women wanted to be underneath me, and I wanted the same. But after I met my wife, my perception of life changed. All I wanted was for her to be mine. I was harsh, arrogant, and rude, but she made me soft. She made me feel like a king, not a devil. My entire world changed because I was changed. Now I had my queen and my prince. I would love them forever, and they would love me the same.

Alice glanced at me over her shoulder and apologized to me with her eyes. I approached her and placed my hand around her waist. She laid her head on my chest. “Now he is our priority,” I said, kissing her hairline.

*The End*