We're Complete Opposites But I Still Love You

Liam is two months old now.
He's the best.
He cries like any normal baby would.
It's every morning around four.
Every damn morning.
It's cool.
I love my little man.
Jason is the best dad a kid could ask for.
Liam gets happy when he sees him.

I was feeding Liam when Jason walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, baby?"
"Yeah?" I continued feeding Liam.
"Do you want to go out tonight? Just you and I?"
"Who will watch Liam?"
"Dad said he would."
"Okay then I will. What should I wear?"
"A simple dress. Nothing too fancy."
"Okay. Where are we going?"
"That's a surprise."

I stopped and looked at him.
He smiled.
He leaned in and kissed me.

"Don't worry."

That was the last thing he said before leaving.
I shook my head smiling before feeding Liam again.

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I finished my makeup and hair finally and slipped on some flats.
I walked down the stairs to meet Jason.
I was wearing a knee high light blue dress.
It had spaghetti straps.
Once I got to the bottom Jason walked in.
He stopped in his tracks and smiled at me.

"What?" I asked smiling.
"You look beautiful."
"Why thank you. You don't look bad yourself."

He was wearing a flannel from Hollister with dark blue jeans and black vans.
It's say he was very attractive.
Not that he wasnt before but he worked the flannel.

He took my hand in his and we walked to the front door.

"Liam is up in his crib, Sam." I said.
"No problem. Don't be out terribly late."
"We won't dad."

With that we left.
We got in the car and drove off.
I was so anxious to see what Jason had planned out.
We hadn't had a night alone like this in so long.