Finding the book interesting, Tommy suddenly pointed outside and eximed, "Pitter patter!"


    "Pitter patter, pitter patter, listen to the rain!"


    Tommy appeared interested as Isaac read it for him, and the boy pointed outside and eximed,


    "That''s what we''re hearing outside... I like nursery rhymes, Daddy."


    Irene smiled mildly. "As long as you like it."


    Tommy theny down and wrapped himself in the soft nket, his little legs lifted into the air.


    Just then, Isaac''s phone on the table rang.


    Seeing that it was James and probably about work, he picked it up. “I''m taking this."


    Irene nodded. "Go on."


    Shey with Tommy and read it for him, "Home! Home! Sweet, sweet home! There''s no ce like


    home!"


    "I like this, Mommy," he said, pointing at thest part. “There''s no ce like home—does that mean


    missing where we used to live?"


    The boy was quite smart for his age, and Irene smiled. "More or less." “I miss home too," Tommy


    suddenly said.


    “Don''t you like it here?" Irene asked.


    “I do," he replied and suddenly thought about it before adding, "But I miss home sometimes.”


    "That''s normal,” Irene told him—such was nostalgia, and it inevitably urs when one has fond


    memories.


    "Oh, I should sleep,” Tommy said as he picked up the book.


    Irene hugged him just then. "You can sleep here."


    “I can''t," he replied—he had not slept with anyone else for the longest time, and he might not fall asleep


    if he had to share a bed with them. As Irene released him, he picked up his book and briskly slid off the


    bed. "Goodnight, Mommy!"


    Isaac returned just then, and he stared at Irene quizzically when he saw Tommy leaving.


    Irene shrugged—the boy was just too old to sleep with then. "Goodnight, Daddy,” Tommy said primly


    and scampered off on his little legs.


    As Irene stayed in bed, she asked, "If Erin has a daughter, do you think we could have her as our


    daughter-inw?"


    "Have you lost your mind?" Isaac growled, and Irene promptly sat up in attention.


    After all, even if Erin and Isaac were actually unrted, she was still his half-sister and Tommy''s aunt.


    That would be totally inappropriate!


    Irene shrugged—she was just saying.


    "Do you want a daughter?” Isaac asked.


    "Don''t you?" Irene asked in return.


    Isaac locked the door just as he turned to look at her, and he approached her slowly and deliberately.


    "My thoughts exactly!" he said and reached out to hold her waist.


    She remained slender even after having two sons, and he felt like he could snap her if he got a little


    rough.


    "Quit it," Irene snapped and withdrew from him, but there was no ce to hide when the bed was only


    that wide.


    Hurrying to get out of bed, she came up with an excuse. "I''m going to check on Baby."


    “Let''s have a daughter.”


    Irene felt herself being scooped up in an instant!


    When she came to her senses, she was already thrown on the bed. The mattress was so soft she


    seemed to sink in when shended on it! As he leaned over her, she could feel him shrouding her.


    “I love you, Irene." Isaac breathed into her ear.


    Irene wrapped her arms around his neck and replied mildly, "Me too." “You should be saying ''l love you


    too''." Isaac chuckled before turning serious. "Irene."


    "Yeah?"


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    "Just wanted to say your name."


    As he buried her in kisses, a storm of passion as violent as the one out side brewed!