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Reacquainted

This story is completely fictional and all for fun!

He trudged his way back to his hotel room, exhausted after a 15-hour shoot in the freezing winter of Toronto. All he wanted, at this point, was a hot shower then sleep; he couldn’t wait.

Retrieving his key card from his back pocket, he, quickly, slid it into the lock and opened the door. He stepped inside and leaned against the back of the door closing his eyes and letting out a heavy sigh, finally taking a moment for himself.

Feeling somewhat relieved after his moment of pause, he made his way in further and set his key card on the table close by. Then he pulled his phone from his pocket and lit up the screen. The time, 1:00 am, was bold on his lock screen and he had nothing new from Kristen, which was a bit concerning. Sure it was late for both of them, but, usually, she would at least send him a ‘goodnight’ text before going to bed or if she was shooting late.

He made his way into the dimly lit bedroom of his suite, deciding he would call her as soon as he sat down, but he stopped dead in his tracks when he noticed someone fast asleep in his bed, curled up in his sheets and snuggled against his pillow. His tired, worried face immediately lighting up into a bright grin.

Gently, he tiptoed his way over to her sleeping form and smiled down at her before carefully moving a strand of hair from her temple and placing a soft kiss there.

She startled slightly and rolled over squinting at him through sleepy eyes. When her vision cleared and focused on his face, she smiled softly and shifted herself to rest against the headboard.

“What in the hell are you doing here,” Rob grinned leaning down to capture her lips before continuing, “Aren’t you supposed to be filming in New York right now?”

“Technically, yes,” she smiled, “but I was told yesterday I had the next two days off, so I decided why waste most of my time stuck in my hotel when I could easily be here with you. So, surprise,” she said as she moved off the bed to stand in front of him.

His eyes roamed over her full form, clad in just his old t-shirt and a pair of his boxers, standing in front of him. He stopped when he noticed the small growing baby bump poking out under his shirt; he sucked in a sharp breath.

“Wow,” he exhaled still staring at her bump as she smiled shyly at his reaction.

He glanced at her eyes, tired and longing, asking permission for his next move. Their silent exchange was all he needed.

He knelt down and moved his hands to the hem of the t-shirt she was wearing and slowly rolled it up, revealing the bare, taught skin of her stomach. She moved her hands to replace his and hold the t-shirt, so his hands could be free.

His palms made their way to rest against her hard, rounded abdomen. He focused there, eyes full of awe, as he ran his fingertips down the bump. His eyes shifted up to meet hers, and the happiness staring back at him said more than their words could. This was perfect.

“Hey, little girl, I’ve missed you,” he breathed against her stomach, and his left palm was met with a firm tap causing him to softly smile. 

He knelt there feeling her stomach for a few moments; allowing himself to become reacquainted with his growing daughter.

Before he stood back up, he left a lingering kiss on her stomach. Then he stood and looked at Kristen’s beautiful face, holding back his own tears as his thumbs wiped away the ones that rolled down her cheeks. He pulled her as close as he could to him, and held her tightly in his arms, finally feeling at home. She breathed in his warm-welcoming musk letting the scent fill her nostrils and help relax her body.

After a moment, he, reluctantly, pulled slightly away, “I feel like I’ve missed so much,” he revealed shakily, “I don’t like it.”

“Baby, it’s okay. We’re both working, right now. It can’t be helped,” she tried to calm him.

“I know, but I just want to be involved as much as possible. I want to be the best dad I can be, and I feel like I haven’t been there for you two,” he whined.

“You have been, and you will be. Things are fucking crazy right now with our schedules, but it’ll all be okay; trust me. Right now, you’re exhausted, so you’re being hard on yourself, but you’re going to be the best daddy; I know that for a fact already. Why don’t you go get a shower then crawl into bed? It’s late and you look completely beat.”

With that, she leaned up and gave him sweet kiss on his soft lips before giving him a gentle push toward the bathroom. Then she crawled under the covers to wait on him, knowing she probably wouldn’t fall asleep until his arms were wrapped securely around her.

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Turning off his bedside lamp, he slid under the covers and wiggled his way over to her, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his chest to her back. He smiled as he felt his daughter kick.

“Goodnight, sweetheart. I love you,” he directed towards his daughter before closing his eyes, snuggling even closer, and whispering in Kristen’s ear, “Goodnight, love. You’re amazing, and I love you.”

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