Sophie & Franklin Chap. 5 THE END, a short story by Juls Stahh. Date added: 2012-06-26. Times viewed: 2163.

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Sophie's POV

"Here we are," Franklin said as we got out his new SUV. I stared up at the big house. "This is our vacation home." I shook my head.

"How many rooms does this house have?" I turned to him. He moved to me and wrapped me in his arms.

"Enough for all of us, everybody is already inside, come on, let's get the kids out," he pressed a kiss to my forehead. I smiled. My husband was such a gentleman. He moved over to the other side and opened the back door to get out Tanya, our three year old daughter. I opened the door to get Joshua, our five year old and let him out.

"Mommy," he yawned. "I'm tired."

"I know, after dinner we'll get you to bed," I closed the door and met Franklin with our daughter in his arms.

"Ready?" he asked. I nodded and we walked up the pathway to the front door. He opened it and we heard all the noise of our family. We walked into the living room and found everybody seated down. They all looked up and smiled.

"They made it!" Edwin cheesed. I rolled my eyes.

"Think I would stay home?" I asked him. I let go of Joshua because he moved to Trey, Melanie's other daughter, Veronica, and Gina's kids, Bryan and Nicole. I kissed Edwin's cheek and moved to Jordan who drank a beer.

"Good! Your here!" Melanie smiled. "Gina and I do not know what to cook for dinner."

We moved to the kitchen and left the men and the kids in the living room. "So how was the ride?" Gina asked, she was pregnant with another baby, just like me. We were having boys again.

"It was, long," I nodded. The kitchen was huge, it could fit everyone in here with their own space. "Damn, how did they find this?"

"I don't know, men are full of suprises," Melanie shrugged. "I think I want something baked today."

"Agreed," I nodded. "Macroni and cheese?"

"Definitely," Gina turned to the fridge to take out milk and butter. "In the back, there's a beach, you didn't see right?"

"A beach?" I turned to them.

"Our own private beach," Gina winked. "We were waiting for you to get in, but we'll have to get in tomorrow, or later."

Oh yes, we definitely needed to get into the water. I smiled and thought to myself, these people introduced me to Franklin, and without Franklin, I wouldn't be this happy, I wouldn't be happy at all. I blushed and smiled. I was in love, happy, full of family. My life couldn't get any better.

 

Franklin's POV

It was past midnight, the women were upstairs sleeping, the kids were sleeping, it was just us men and boxes and boxes of beers. I finished my third and grabbed another.

"You know," Edwin glared at Jordan. "The only reason Gina and I are having another baby is because you have another one, enough kids Jordan." Jordan chuckled.

"Damn right," I nodded. "Sophie says if Gina and Melanie have three, she must have three, to even it out."

"See?" Edwin pointed to me. "It's all his fault." Jordan rolled his eyes.

"If it weren't for Melanie and I, you two wouldn't be this happy, look at you, your glowing. I see everytime you look at your kids, smile on your faces, so stop complaining, but I don't think we're having another kid," Jordan shook his head. "I hope. Trey, Nathan and Veronica are enough."

"We have enough boys in this family," Edwin sighed. "Nathan, Trey, Joshua, Bryan, the two unborn. We only have three girls."

"Good, the boys can take care of them," I smiled. "I want my baby girl to be protected at all time."

"Hm, especially when she's in high school," Edwin flinched. "Sex, boys."

"Stop," I growled at him.

"We can't do anything about it," Jordan shrugged. "But here's too family." We grabbed another beer and toasted.

"Too family!" Edwin nodded.

"To the women in our lives, keeping us sane, changing our ways, making us love," I toasted.

Because it was true, Melanie changed Jordan. Gina changed Edwin and Sophie changed me. Making all of us better men, men that we're happy to be, just for them. Because it's all about their happiness. That's what's important. That our wives and kids were happy, and that's enough to make us happy.

Too Family.

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