Adoration
Adoration
Adoration (Matziah):
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Wowzas, here is the first in the looonnnggg task of ABC series. There will be three different series of 1-shots. This is the first 'A' (of which there will be four, however not all letters will have four.) Enjoy.
Adoration ~ (noun) The act of worship; profound love or regard.
Matt Sanders stepped out of his SUV, moaning as he stretched his sore muscles out. The sun was setting and he was exhausted from another long day at the studio. He and his four Avenged Sevenfold bandmates had been working very hard on the follow-up to their very first number one album, Nightmare. Although he was eager and excited to put new music out and blow people's minds, at the moment, he just wanted a break from it all, and that was a night at home with the three people he adored the most in the whole world - his wife and their two beautiful children.
When Matt was out in the rock world, he was M. Shadows, lead vocalist of one of the best bands in existence, but at home, he was just Matt - Daddy to his 2-year-old twins and Babe to his wife of four years. He'd married Ziah Heartsong, his childhood best friend, nearly three years after they'd first started dating. She, herself, was a singer and in a band, an all-girl rock band called Devil's Starlette. She'd been performing with her band throughout the majority of her pregnancy; only taking time away once she'd hit her eighth month, and after more than a year away, she'd returned to her place behind the mic. He couldn't help the smile that came to his face at the thought of his wife.
Matt's smile grew as he approached the front door and he heard the giggles of his son and daughter, the laughter of his wife and the incessant barking of their crazy but lovable chocolate Lab, Bella. He unlocked the door and stepped inside. He barely got the door closed behind him when the twins, both with light brown-bordering-on-blonde hair and his twinkling hazel eyes and deep dimples, popped out of the living room.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Rekker and Crosby squealed out at the same time, hurrying over to Matt as fast as their little legs could take them without sending them tumbling down to the floor and flinging themselves right around his knees as they giggled.
"Hey, monsters," Matt laughed, scooping the toddlers up into his arms and kissing their foreheads. His heart swelled when both children pressed their own kisses to his cheeks. "Where's Mommy?"
"Food," Rekker announced cheerfully, pointing in the direction of the kitchen.
"Nice," Matt chuckled, heading towards the kitchen.
As soon as Matt set toe in the kitchen, Bella, whom was sitting at Ziah's side and watching her intently, tail swishing lightly across the floor, got up, letting out a bellowing bark, hurried over and immediately jumped up on him, making the twins squeal and giggle as she bounced around like a mix between a Tasmanian Devil and a pogo stick.
"Oh, my God, really, Bella!" Ziah hurried over to her husband and tugged the overly exuberant dog down. "Down, Bella! Down! C'mon, outside!"
Bella darted for the back door and yapped excitedly until Ziah opened the door and then darted out into the back yard like her ass was on fire. Ziah shook her head and rolled her eyes as she pushed the door closed. She quickly washed her hands and went back to making dinner.
"Fine. Don't say hi, you big meanie face," Matt pouted, complete with an overly dramatic sniffle and bottom lip jutted out and trembling.
Ziah rolled her eyes and walked over to Matt. She got on tiptoes and kissed her husband's chin and then his lips when he whined. "You aresuch a big baby," she laughed.
"Am not!" Matt responded and childishly stuck his tongue out at his wife.
Ziah raised an eyebrow and then burst out laughing when Crosby grabbed her daddy's tongue and pulled on it.
"Owww! Owww! Owww!" Matt mumbled, body shaking with laughter.
"C'mon, Bee Bee, let Daddy have his tongue back," Ziah said, taking her little girl into her arms and kissing the side of her head.
"Why?" Crosby asked with a giggle.
"Because he'd sound really funny without it."
"Okay, Mommy."
Matt moved his tongue around a little and gasped when Rekker grabbed hold of it with a little giggle of his own. "Wekker, wet go," he mumbled, laughter bubbling up again.
Ziah rolled her eyes and pulled Rekker's fingers from Matt's tongue. "Rekker, you can't have Daddy's tongue either."
Matt leaned his head back away from his son, moved his tongue around and then smacked his lips together. "Thanks, baby."
"Sure. I'm always here to pull the lil' monsters off when they beat up on big, bad daddy," Ziah answered with a smirk, eyes sparkling. "Lord knows, you're the world's biggest softie."
Matt raised an unenthused brow. "You're lucky I love you, Sanders," he growled.
Ziah snorted and rolled her eyes. "Pssshhh, whatever. You're lucky that I love you, Sanders."
"I know that," he whispered, leaning down and kissing Ziah. "I thank every single god and goddess for you everyday, baby."
Ziah blushed a little, pressed a kiss back to Matt's lips and then carried Crosby over to the center island and sat her down in her highchair.
"Did I make you blush again, Zi?" Matt asked, grinning as he sat Rekker in his highchair right next to Crosby.
"Watch it, Sanders, or you'll be sleeping on the couch with Bella tonight."
"Yes, ma'am," Matt cracked, winking as he gave his wife a salute.
Ziah chose to ignore Matt and finished making dinner. After a fun-filled, rowdy and messy meal, which was the norm when it came to eating with Rekker and Crosby, the family cuddled up on the living room couch to watch a movie before the twin's bath time. It had been Crosby's turn to pick the movie and she chose The Little Mermaid, one of her top favorites.
Ziah laughed hysterically as Matt sang along with the songs in a totally obnoxious, over-the-top, off-key way right along with Crosby and Rekker, and laughed even harder when Bella threw her head back from her place on the floor and howled in chorus with them.
"Bath time," Ziah announced once the movie ended.
"No!" the twins cried out at the same time.
"No baff. No no no," Crosby stated, crossing her little arms over her chest defiantly.
Ziah smirked at her little girl's attitude. It was so much like her own, something that she and Matt knew would serve her well as she got older. "You get to play mermaid but only in the bathtub, because mermaids need water," she replied.
"Daddy, too?" Rekker asked, hazel eyes wide and inquiring.
Matt's own eyes widened while Ziah snorted and then started to laugh. The thought of Matt in mermaid ensemble was an interesting thing to be sure.
"Sure, I think Daddy would make a great mermaid, Rek."
"Yay!" Crosby and Rekker cheered, clapping their hands and giggling.
Matt stared at Ziah and raised an eyebrow. "I hate you so much right now."
"Oh, shut up. You do not." Ziah leaned over, nuzzled her nose into the side of Matt's neck, nibbled on it and then kissed up to his ear. "C'mon, you'd look hot with the long red hair and seashell bra, and your ass would look amazing in the tail," she breathed into his ear before sucking the gauged lobe into her mouth.
Matt shivered as he wrapped his arms around Ziah, pulled her away from his ear and close to him. "You would look so much hotter," he whispered, pressing kisses to her lips.
"Well, New Year's is coming up. Maybe you'll find out first hand at our costume party, but you have to be a really good boy."
"Ziah, don't do this to me in front of the kids," Matt warned with a growl.
Ziah smirked, bit onto Matt's lip, gave it a tug and then sucked it into her mouth for a moment. She went to pull back but Matt growled huskily and held her tighter, molding his mouth to hers and kissing her deeply. She clutched to his broad shoulders tightly, moaning as their tongues battled each other for dominance. High-pitched giggling and a cold, wet nose enthusiastically sniffing their joined mouths broke them apart moments later.
"Ewww, Bella!" Matt groaned, wiping the dog's slobber from his chin.
"Bella want kisses, too," Rekker giggled.
Ziah laughed and then kissed the corner of Matt's mouth. "Go give the kids their baths, please. I'll put the dishes in the dishwasher. Then I'll have a surprise for you once you get them into bed," she whispered, her eyes twinkling.
Matt quickly pushed himself up from the couch and scooped Rekker and Crosby up. "C'mon, let's go get our mermaid on, monsters."
Ziah smiled as her children laughed. She'd hit the lottery in terms of husbands and she knew it. Not only was Matt her best friend, soulmate and other half, he was her heart, and he was never hotter than when he was being a daddy to Rekker and Crosby. She rushed into the kitchen, put the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, cleaned up the rest of the dinner clutter and then headed upstairs for a quick shower. She smiled brightly when she passed the main bathroom and heard Matt and the twins singing "Under The Sea" again along with water splashing, squealing and laughing. She went into the master bedroom ensuite bathroom, stripped down and stepped into the shower. She was standing under the spray of warm water for a few minutes when arms came around her from behind, making her jump.
"The monsters are finally asleep," Matt murmured, snuggling up to Ziah, his obvious erection pressing into the small of her back.
"Really? I could swear I feel a monster poking me in the back right now," Ziah replied with a smirk.
"You know you love this monster."
Ziah arched an eyebrow. "Do I now?"
"Mmmhhhmmm." Matt pressed kisses to Ziah's shoulders and neck.
Ziah grabbed onto Matt's hands, leaned her head back to rest on his shoulder and groaned, her eyes fluttering closed, as Matt as began to nibble along her skin, leaving marks in his wake. He trailed his tongue up the side of her neck, sucking hard just below her ear. He nudged her feet apart, moved one hand down, guided himself to her wet opening and pushed in, groaning when his cock was sheathed in hot tightness.
"Matt," Ziah moaned out, laying her hands against the tiled wall in front of her. She gasped as Matt started moving his hips, thrusting backwards and forwards, nailing her sweet spot on the first shot. She squealed and squeezed her eyes shut. "F-Fuck, M-Mattie!"
"Mmmmmmm." Matt bit down on the junction of Ziah's neck and shoulder and growled as his thrusts sped up, his hips slamming into his wife's repeatedly.
Ziah gasped, trying to catch her breath, which was now coming in short, sharp pants. She slammed her hips back into Matt's, causing his cock to batter her spot even harder. He gripped onto her hips even tighter, no doubt causing bruises, and pounded into her yet still harder, knocking the breath out of her on every inward jab.
"I-I l-love you, M-Mattie. I l-love you s-so much!" Ziah cried out on a particularly vicious hit to her sweet spot. She screamed out as her orgasm shook her entire body.
"Fuck!" Matt yelled, his stomach muscles clenching as his wife's spasming pussy finally brough him to his own orgasm, releasing his seed deep inside of her. He leaned his forehead to her shoulder as his hips continued to jerk as he rode the high of his climax.
Ziah slumped against the wall, her face resting against the cool tile as she panted in deep, quick breaths. She groaned when Matt pulled out and tightened his arms around her waist.
"I love you, baby girl. So...soooo much," Matt muttered, pressing sweet kisses to the side of Ziah's neck.
"I l-love you, t-too, baby," she replied as her eyes fluttered shut.
After a few moments of holding onto each other and basking in the afterglow, Matt and Ziah cleaned up and got into their pajamas - both in t-shirts and sleep pants. They headed downstairs, hand-in-hand and snuggled up on the couch to watch a movie a lot less child-friendly thanThe Little Mermaid.
"So, how's the album coming along?" Ziah asked, snaking her arms around Matt's waist and cuddling up to his chest with a contented sigh.
Matt smiled as he wrapped his arms around Ziah, gave her a tight squeeze and kissed the top of her head. "Well, it's comin' together pretty good. Slow but good."
"Glad to hear it, babe."
"What about you? What's up with Devil's Starlette?"
"We're gonna be gettin' together and start working on some new stuff, but it's gonna be a really slow going," Ziah answered with a deep yawn.
Matt furrowed his brows in confusion. "What do ya mean? What's goin' on, baby?"
"Mmmmmmm." Ziah snuggled closer to her husband, taking in his addictive scent.
"Ziah? Baby girl? C'mon, you can talk to me about anything and everything."
"I know," she mumbled sleepily.
"So, what is it?" Matt prodded gently.
Ziah took a deep breath and then exhaled in a long sigh. "I have a feeling that something big...really big is gonna put things on hold for quite a while, that's all."
"Really? Baby, if there's something wrong, I'm sure you girls can figure things out. You're the best of friends, family."
Ziah smiled, lifted her head up a little and pressed a kiss under Matt's chin. "I know. I'm gonna go get something to drink. You want anything?"
"A beer would be nice. But I don't wanna stop cuddling," Matt pouted.
Ziah laughed. "We can cuddle when I get back."
"Promise?"
Ziah rolled her eyes. "Yes, I promise. Now, let me up, you freak."
"Fine," Matt huffed, pulling his arms from around Ziah and crossing them over his chest with a huff once she stood up.
Ziah shook her head and rolled her eyes again before disappearing into the kitchen. Matt scrolled through the movie selections on OnDemand pay-per-view to find something that they'd yet to see.
"Here's your beer, babe," Ziah said, walking back into the room and setting the open bottle on the coffee table in front of him before setting her drink and a white box down beside it.
"Thanks, baby. What's in the box?" Matt asked, taking a swig of his beer.
Ziah sat down and popped open her Mountain Dew. "Bee Bee, Rek and I got you something when we went shopping today." She anxiously watched as Matt set his beer down, opened the box and looked at what was inside in total confusion.
"Uhm, baby, maybe I'm missing something, but what's up with the baby bottle cake?"
Ziah snorted and resisted the urge to face palm. "Oh my fuckin' God, you are a dense fucktard sometimes. Think about it, Daddy."
Matt's eyes slowly widened and his mouth dropped open. "You're...How long...I..."
Ziah laughed. "You said the same thing when I told you I was pregnant with Bee Bee and Rek."
Matt yanked Ziah into his arms and kissed her lips over and over again. "This is...This is so awesome, Ziah! Another lil' monster to add to our family."
"Ya know, one of these days, our kids will probably need therapy because Daddy thought calling them lil' monsters was cute."
"If they need therapy, it won't be for that."
"Yeah, you're right. I'm sure you'll do something else to cause that," Ziah cracked, grinning.
Matt narrowed his eyes and growled. "You're lucky I love you, Sanders."
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Wowzas, here is the first in the looonnnggg task of ABC series. There will be three different series of 1-shots. This is the first 'A' (of which there will be four, however not all letters will have four.) Enjoy.
Adoration ~ (noun) The act of worship; profound love or regard.
Matt Sanders stepped out of his SUV, moaning as he stretched his sore muscles out. The sun was setting and he was exhausted from another long day at the studio. He and his four Avenged Sevenfold bandmates had been working very hard on the follow-up to their very first number one album, Nightmare. Although he was eager and excited to put new music out and blow people's minds, at the moment, he just wanted a break from it all, and that was a night at home with the three people he adored the most in the whole world - his wife and their two beautiful children.
When Matt was out in the rock world, he was M. Shadows, lead vocalist of one of the best bands in existence, but at home, he was just Matt - Daddy to his 2-year-old twins and Babe to his wife of four years. He'd married Ziah Heartsong, his childhood best friend, nearly three years after they'd first started dating. She, herself, was a singer and in a band, an all-girl rock band called Devil's Starlette. She'd been performing with her band throughout the majority of her pregnancy; only taking time away once she'd hit her eighth month, and after more than a year away, she'd returned to her place behind the mic. He couldn't help the smile that came to his face at the thought of his wife.
Matt's smile grew as he approached the front door and he heard the giggles of his son and daughter, the laughter of his wife and the incessant barking of their crazy but lovable chocolate Lab, Bella. He unlocked the door and stepped inside. He barely got the door closed behind him when the twins, both with light brown-bordering-on-blonde hair and his twinkling hazel eyes and deep dimples, popped out of the living room.
"Daddy! Daddy!" Rekker and Crosby squealed out at the same time, hurrying over to Matt as fast as their little legs could take them without sending them tumbling down to the floor and flinging themselves right around his knees as they giggled.
"Hey, monsters," Matt laughed, scooping the toddlers up into his arms and kissing their foreheads. His heart swelled when both children pressed their own kisses to his cheeks. "Where's Mommy?"
"Food," Rekker announced cheerfully, pointing in the direction of the kitchen.
"Nice," Matt chuckled, heading towards the kitchen.
As soon as Matt set toe in the kitchen, Bella, whom was sitting at Ziah's side and watching her intently, tail swishing lightly across the floor, got up, letting out a bellowing bark, hurried over and immediately jumped up on him, making the twins squeal and giggle as she bounced around like a mix between a Tasmanian Devil and a pogo stick.
"Oh, my God, really, Bella!" Ziah hurried over to her husband and tugged the overly exuberant dog down. "Down, Bella! Down! C'mon, outside!"
Bella darted for the back door and yapped excitedly until Ziah opened the door and then darted out into the back yard like her ass was on fire. Ziah shook her head and rolled her eyes as she pushed the door closed. She quickly washed her hands and went back to making dinner.
"Fine. Don't say hi, you big meanie face," Matt pouted, complete with an overly dramatic sniffle and bottom lip jutted out and trembling.
Ziah rolled her eyes and walked over to Matt. She got on tiptoes and kissed her husband's chin and then his lips when he whined. "You aresuch a big baby," she laughed.
"Am not!" Matt responded and childishly stuck his tongue out at his wife.
Ziah raised an eyebrow and then burst out laughing when Crosby grabbed her daddy's tongue and pulled on it.
"Owww! Owww! Owww!" Matt mumbled, body shaking with laughter.
"C'mon, Bee Bee, let Daddy have his tongue back," Ziah said, taking her little girl into her arms and kissing the side of her head.
"Why?" Crosby asked with a giggle.
"Because he'd sound really funny without it."
"Okay, Mommy."
Matt moved his tongue around a little and gasped when Rekker grabbed hold of it with a little giggle of his own. "Wekker, wet go," he mumbled, laughter bubbling up again.
Ziah rolled her eyes and pulled Rekker's fingers from Matt's tongue. "Rekker, you can't have Daddy's tongue either."
Matt leaned his head back away from his son, moved his tongue around and then smacked his lips together. "Thanks, baby."
"Sure. I'm always here to pull the lil' monsters off when they beat up on big, bad daddy," Ziah answered with a smirk, eyes sparkling. "Lord knows, you're the world's biggest softie."
Matt raised an unenthused brow. "You're lucky I love you, Sanders," he growled.
Ziah snorted and rolled her eyes. "Pssshhh, whatever. You're lucky that I love you, Sanders."
"I know that," he whispered, leaning down and kissing Ziah. "I thank every single god and goddess for you everyday, baby."
Ziah blushed a little, pressed a kiss back to Matt's lips and then carried Crosby over to the center island and sat her down in her highchair.
"Did I make you blush again, Zi?" Matt asked, grinning as he sat Rekker in his highchair right next to Crosby.
"Watch it, Sanders, or you'll be sleeping on the couch with Bella tonight."
"Yes, ma'am," Matt cracked, winking as he gave his wife a salute.
Ziah chose to ignore Matt and finished making dinner. After a fun-filled, rowdy and messy meal, which was the norm when it came to eating with Rekker and Crosby, the family cuddled up on the living room couch to watch a movie before the twin's bath time. It had been Crosby's turn to pick the movie and she chose The Little Mermaid, one of her top favorites.
Ziah laughed hysterically as Matt sang along with the songs in a totally obnoxious, over-the-top, off-key way right along with Crosby and Rekker, and laughed even harder when Bella threw her head back from her place on the floor and howled in chorus with them.
"Bath time," Ziah announced once the movie ended.
"No!" the twins cried out at the same time.
"No baff. No no no," Crosby stated, crossing her little arms over her chest defiantly.
Ziah smirked at her little girl's attitude. It was so much like her own, something that she and Matt knew would serve her well as she got older. "You get to play mermaid but only in the bathtub, because mermaids need water," she replied.
"Daddy, too?" Rekker asked, hazel eyes wide and inquiring.
Matt's own eyes widened while Ziah snorted and then started to laugh. The thought of Matt in mermaid ensemble was an interesting thing to be sure.
"Sure, I think Daddy would make a great mermaid, Rek."
"Yay!" Crosby and Rekker cheered, clapping their hands and giggling.
Matt stared at Ziah and raised an eyebrow. "I hate you so much right now."
"Oh, shut up. You do not." Ziah leaned over, nuzzled her nose into the side of Matt's neck, nibbled on it and then kissed up to his ear. "C'mon, you'd look hot with the long red hair and seashell bra, and your ass would look amazing in the tail," she breathed into his ear before sucking the gauged lobe into her mouth.
Matt shivered as he wrapped his arms around Ziah, pulled her away from his ear and close to him. "You would look so much hotter," he whispered, pressing kisses to her lips.
"Well, New Year's is coming up. Maybe you'll find out first hand at our costume party, but you have to be a really good boy."
"Ziah, don't do this to me in front of the kids," Matt warned with a growl.
Ziah smirked, bit onto Matt's lip, gave it a tug and then sucked it into her mouth for a moment. She went to pull back but Matt growled huskily and held her tighter, molding his mouth to hers and kissing her deeply. She clutched to his broad shoulders tightly, moaning as their tongues battled each other for dominance. High-pitched giggling and a cold, wet nose enthusiastically sniffing their joined mouths broke them apart moments later.
"Ewww, Bella!" Matt groaned, wiping the dog's slobber from his chin.
"Bella want kisses, too," Rekker giggled.
Ziah laughed and then kissed the corner of Matt's mouth. "Go give the kids their baths, please. I'll put the dishes in the dishwasher. Then I'll have a surprise for you once you get them into bed," she whispered, her eyes twinkling.
Matt quickly pushed himself up from the couch and scooped Rekker and Crosby up. "C'mon, let's go get our mermaid on, monsters."
Ziah smiled as her children laughed. She'd hit the lottery in terms of husbands and she knew it. Not only was Matt her best friend, soulmate and other half, he was her heart, and he was never hotter than when he was being a daddy to Rekker and Crosby. She rushed into the kitchen, put the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, cleaned up the rest of the dinner clutter and then headed upstairs for a quick shower. She smiled brightly when she passed the main bathroom and heard Matt and the twins singing "Under The Sea" again along with water splashing, squealing and laughing. She went into the master bedroom ensuite bathroom, stripped down and stepped into the shower. She was standing under the spray of warm water for a few minutes when arms came around her from behind, making her jump.
"The monsters are finally asleep," Matt murmured, snuggling up to Ziah, his obvious erection pressing into the small of her back.
"Really? I could swear I feel a monster poking me in the back right now," Ziah replied with a smirk.
"You know you love this monster."
Ziah arched an eyebrow. "Do I now?"
"Mmmhhhmmm." Matt pressed kisses to Ziah's shoulders and neck.
Ziah grabbed onto Matt's hands, leaned her head back to rest on his shoulder and groaned, her eyes fluttering closed, as Matt as began to nibble along her skin, leaving marks in his wake. He trailed his tongue up the side of her neck, sucking hard just below her ear. He nudged her feet apart, moved one hand down, guided himself to her wet opening and pushed in, groaning when his cock was sheathed in hot tightness.
"Matt," Ziah moaned out, laying her hands against the tiled wall in front of her. She gasped as Matt started moving his hips, thrusting backwards and forwards, nailing her sweet spot on the first shot. She squealed and squeezed her eyes shut. "F-Fuck, M-Mattie!"
"Mmmmmmm." Matt bit down on the junction of Ziah's neck and shoulder and growled as his thrusts sped up, his hips slamming into his wife's repeatedly.
Ziah gasped, trying to catch her breath, which was now coming in short, sharp pants. She slammed her hips back into Matt's, causing his cock to batter her spot even harder. He gripped onto her hips even tighter, no doubt causing bruises, and pounded into her yet still harder, knocking the breath out of her on every inward jab.
"I-I l-love you, M-Mattie. I l-love you s-so much!" Ziah cried out on a particularly vicious hit to her sweet spot. She screamed out as her orgasm shook her entire body.
"Fuck!" Matt yelled, his stomach muscles clenching as his wife's spasming pussy finally brough him to his own orgasm, releasing his seed deep inside of her. He leaned his forehead to her shoulder as his hips continued to jerk as he rode the high of his climax.
Ziah slumped against the wall, her face resting against the cool tile as she panted in deep, quick breaths. She groaned when Matt pulled out and tightened his arms around her waist.
"I love you, baby girl. So...soooo much," Matt muttered, pressing sweet kisses to the side of Ziah's neck.
"I l-love you, t-too, baby," she replied as her eyes fluttered shut.
After a few moments of holding onto each other and basking in the afterglow, Matt and Ziah cleaned up and got into their pajamas - both in t-shirts and sleep pants. They headed downstairs, hand-in-hand and snuggled up on the couch to watch a movie a lot less child-friendly thanThe Little Mermaid.
"So, how's the album coming along?" Ziah asked, snaking her arms around Matt's waist and cuddling up to his chest with a contented sigh.
Matt smiled as he wrapped his arms around Ziah, gave her a tight squeeze and kissed the top of her head. "Well, it's comin' together pretty good. Slow but good."
"Glad to hear it, babe."
"What about you? What's up with Devil's Starlette?"
"We're gonna be gettin' together and start working on some new stuff, but it's gonna be a really slow going," Ziah answered with a deep yawn.
Matt furrowed his brows in confusion. "What do ya mean? What's goin' on, baby?"
"Mmmmmmm." Ziah snuggled closer to her husband, taking in his addictive scent.
"Ziah? Baby girl? C'mon, you can talk to me about anything and everything."
"I know," she mumbled sleepily.
"So, what is it?" Matt prodded gently.
Ziah took a deep breath and then exhaled in a long sigh. "I have a feeling that something big...really big is gonna put things on hold for quite a while, that's all."
"Really? Baby, if there's something wrong, I'm sure you girls can figure things out. You're the best of friends, family."
Ziah smiled, lifted her head up a little and pressed a kiss under Matt's chin. "I know. I'm gonna go get something to drink. You want anything?"
"A beer would be nice. But I don't wanna stop cuddling," Matt pouted.
Ziah laughed. "We can cuddle when I get back."
"Promise?"
Ziah rolled her eyes. "Yes, I promise. Now, let me up, you freak."
"Fine," Matt huffed, pulling his arms from around Ziah and crossing them over his chest with a huff once she stood up.
Ziah shook her head and rolled her eyes again before disappearing into the kitchen. Matt scrolled through the movie selections on OnDemand pay-per-view to find something that they'd yet to see.
"Here's your beer, babe," Ziah said, walking back into the room and setting the open bottle on the coffee table in front of him before setting her drink and a white box down beside it.
"Thanks, baby. What's in the box?" Matt asked, taking a swig of his beer.
Ziah sat down and popped open her Mountain Dew. "Bee Bee, Rek and I got you something when we went shopping today." She anxiously watched as Matt set his beer down, opened the box and looked at what was inside in total confusion.
"Uhm, baby, maybe I'm missing something, but what's up with the baby bottle cake?"
Ziah snorted and resisted the urge to face palm. "Oh my fuckin' God, you are a dense fucktard sometimes. Think about it, Daddy."
Matt's eyes slowly widened and his mouth dropped open. "You're...How long...I..."
Ziah laughed. "You said the same thing when I told you I was pregnant with Bee Bee and Rek."
Matt yanked Ziah into his arms and kissed her lips over and over again. "This is...This is so awesome, Ziah! Another lil' monster to add to our family."
"Ya know, one of these days, our kids will probably need therapy because Daddy thought calling them lil' monsters was cute."
"If they need therapy, it won't be for that."
"Yeah, you're right. I'm sure you'll do something else to cause that," Ziah cracked, grinning.
Matt narrowed his eyes and growled. "You're lucky I love you, Sanders."
