Brown Eyes | By : MistressKat Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 1179 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
The morning came so quickly. I felt like I did not sleep all night. I tossed and turned thinking about Orlando and Ian. I was not sure what to tell Orlando about Morocco. I also did not want to take Ian away from his father for any amount of time. I was sitting on the couch drinking my tea when Orlando came in. “Hey Love. Is the rascal up yet?” I smiled at his excited face, “No why?” Orlando sat down on the couch. He took the tea from my hand and placed it on the coffee table. “I can make-out with his mommy then.” He leaned in and kissed me lightly. “I missed your kisses Dani. I could not stop thinking about you last night.” I laughed at his joyful face. “I slept like a baby.” Orlando laughed. “I know you were thinking about me all night, Danika! Admit it!” He began to tickle me relentlessly. “Stop it Orli. You know I hate to be tickled.” His mischievous eyes gleamed with delight. “Then admit it and I will stop.” I laughed uncontrollable and tried to wiggle out his reach. “OK OK! I admit it. You kept me up all night.” I squirmed farther out of his reach only to be pulled under his weight. The heat between us grew in leaps and bounds. I felt his heart speed up to a deafening pace. “I better get up before my body takes over.” I had to catch my breath. “That might be good since I may not have the strength to stop you.” Orlando slowly sat up and held out a hand to me. I grabbed his hand and pulled myself up. “Momma?”
I looked up to see a small set of brown eyes looking very inquisitive at the current situation. Orlando reached out and grabbed Ian. He landed on his lap. “What is going on peanut?” Ian thought a minute. He looked at me with a questioning stare. “Momma, I is a big boy now and I can do things on my own.” I smiled at my little man that was growing up. “Yes you are Ian.” Ian looked up at Orlando. “Lando are you my daddy?” Orlando froze at the question. He looked over at me and I smiled. “I hear d you and momma talking last night.” Orlando cleared his throat. “What did you hear Ian?” Ian jumped off Orlando’s lap and stood in front of us. “I heard that you wanted me and momma in your life. Does that mean you are my daddy?” I felt the tears well up in my eyes as Orlando grabbed my hand. “Come here peanut.” Ian jumped onto Orlando’s lap again. “I’m your daddy, Ian.” Ian threw his arms around Orlando. He never let go of my hand. He looked over at me with his brown eyes full of tears. He mouthed the words ‘I love you.” Ian pulled away from Orlando’s embrace. “Momma! Momma!” I looked at his wide eyes. “Yes baby!” He jumped down and jittered in place. “I have to find Uncle Li and tell him. I go wake him up.” I smiled at my impatient little boy. “Go find Uncle Li.” Ian ran to the stairs. He turned around and faced us again. “I love you momma. I love you daddy.” Orlando hid his face away from the little boy. “We love you baby! Go get Uncle Li.”
“Orli?? Are you ok?” I dropped to my knees in front of him. The tears fell uncontrollable from his red eyes. “He called me daddy, Dani!” I smiled at his big heart. “You are his daddy, Orli.” He wiped his eyes and looked up at me. “I have one more request Dani.” I looked at him with a questioning stare. “I have my son in my life. Now, I need you.” I sat back on the floor as Orlando came forward to sit in front of me. “Dani, I want a real family with you. I want you to be with me all the time. I know we cannot erase the last four years but at least we can create new memories together with our son.” He reached into his pocket and placed a velvet box in-between us. My breath was stolen from my lungs at the sight of the black box. I reached out and lightly touched the box. I opened it to see one perfect diamond with a small emerald on the side. “The emerald is for our son. Marry me Danika.”
I sat there for what seemed like an eternity. I was about to give him my answer when Ian bounded down the stairs with Elijah in tow. “Ian told me about the good news. He is very … Oh my God!” I looked down at the box in my hand. “Momma, what is that??” Ian ran over to me only to be pulled into Orlando’s lap. “Ian I think Momma is going to answer a very important question I just asked her.” I looked up at Elijah would beamed with happiness. I took out the ring and held it out to Orlando to place on my finger. A single tear graced his face. Before he could grab it, Ian grabbed it out of my hands. “I want to Daddy! I want to please!” Orlando laughed. “I guess it is fitting.” I held out my hand to Ian. I laid my head down on his shoulder as Ian talked a mile a minute about everything. I did not even notice Elijah slipping out of the room quietly. “Here you go momma! Daddy what does that mean?” I laughed as I moved closer to Orlando who put an arm around me and kissed my cheek. Orlando whispered to Ian. “It means we are a real family peanut.”
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