Dylan Meeks

Althea was already untying her gown, glancing over as he picked up the baby. “If you want to, sure, her clothes are- well you know where they are.” She shrugged out of the gown, picking up the dress she’d brought to wear home, tugging it over her head. “At least she likes you, I think she likes you more than she likes me.”

“Yeah, I know,” he said heading to the bag and beginning to change, and change the  little  girl. He barely paid attention to Althea, not wanting to make her uncomfortable,  as he nuzzled  Scarlet gently  and then smiled,  “I doubt that, you feed her.”

“It’s a big bed and I’m not as big anymore.” Althea shrugged. “I’d have been happy to share a bed with you.” She sat up, moving to the end of the bed before getting up. “They said sometime after noon, so we have a little time. I need to get dress and Scarlett needs dressed… what is the weather like?”

“You could have gone home or I could have made room for you in the hospital bed.” She shrugged

“You needed to rest and heal. You didn’t need to be sharing a bed with me,” he said looking at  her and trying to not think on sharing a bed with her as he spoke, “So, when do they come for release?”

“I don’t think he has a time he wants me back. I figure a week or so should do it. I can’t afford to take too much time off.”

“Yeah, I got an uber here and taking one home isn’t an option, so that’d be great. Tristan came to see her, said I can bring her to work with me.”

“I don’t want to.” She shook her head. “What if something happens while I”m sleeping?” Althea reached up, taking the hand that was stroking her hair. “Also I can’t sleep until she has a name. I can’t keep calling her Baby forever. That’d be a terrible name and I’d feel wildly uncomfortable every time a middle aged man addressed her.”

“You need to Althea,” he said looking down at her and smiling brightly as he felt her hand hold his. He looked at her and spoke gently, “I will not let anything happen to her. I promise to wake you if something happens.” Dylan stayed by Althea’s side holding the small girl in one arm and holding Althea’s hand in the other. He chuckled a bit as he spoke, “Well, what have you been thinking?” He kissed Althea’s head and pulled a chair to sit next to her before going to hold her hand again.

I mean I assumed you would be…

“What if I have the baby while you’re gone?”

Althea got up from the couch and headed for the door. She did dinner with her mom the night before and was going to spend Mother’s Day just hanging out at home. She went to open the door, surprised to see him there. “Hey.”

“Hey, happy mother’s day,” he said handing her the flowers and smiling widely,  “I brought some more things for the nursery, and I got stuff to make you breakfast. I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I got well...a lot. French toast okay with some sausage and bacon and fruit?”

Dylan showed up at  Althea’s door mother’s day morning with flowers, two  coffees, stuff to make breakfast, and a few more  things for the  baby’s  room. He smiled  a  bit as he knocked on the door waiting for her to  wake up and  come  to the  door.