12-First Day of School

Marcella’s POV

The alarm goes off at 4am and we are rested. Thankfully.

“Baby, stay right here another five minutes,” Evander says sleepily.

“Don’t call me baby, please,” I say, snuggling into him.

“Why?” He asks, kissing my head.

“I heard you call Bridget baby. Atlas used to call anyone he was having sex with baby. I don’t like it,” I tell him.

“Darling?” He asks.

“What can I call you?” I ask, laying on his chest.

“Whatever you want.”

“Dear?”

“That works.”

“Honey?”

“That works too.”

I think about a name that would be just over the top too much, just to see his reaction.

“Snookums?” I ask, not looking at him.

He laughs. “Fine.”

I lean up and look at him. “So, Snookums it is.”

Evander laughs like I’ve never heard him laugh. And then he rolls over so I’m on my back and he is on his side, leaning over me.

“You can call me Snookums, you can call me anything, just make sure you call for me,” Evander smiles at me.

“Cheesy!” I laugh in his face.

“Oh, I’m going to be cheesy if you are calling