The Runt of the Litter

Epilogue

I closed my eyes, snuggling up with Frank.

"Daddy,  I love you," I whispered.

Frank smiled, brushing the sweaty hair out of my face. It was after the wedding now, it was almost three in the morning after doing naughty things together. We were both so tired and sweaty and oh so happy.

"I love you too, Little Kitten," he said.

I opened my eyes and smiled up at him.

"Daddy, can we start having babies soon?" I asked.

Frank smiled softly, holding me close.

"Yeah, I think that we can maybe start trying soon," he said.

I squealed happily and he chuckled, pulling me even closer.

"I love babies so much," I said.

"I know you do, I love babies too," he said.

"Good because I wanna have lots and lots and lots of babies," I said.

Frank kissed my cheek, smiling softly.

"Daddy, I'm getting sleepy," I mumbled. "I think it's sleepy time."

"Alright, go sleepy then, baby boy," he said.

"But I don't wanna go sleepy now," I said. "I wanna stay up with you."

I smiled, giving Frank another kiss.

"Maybe we can do naughty things again," I said.

"Round three?" Frank asked. "You're wearing me out, Little Kitten."

I giggled, moving to straddle his hips.

"Oh, princess, I wish I was as young and energetic as you," Frank mumbled.

I smiled, pressing my lips against his. Frank flipped us over and I laughed as the two of us spent the night together in the fancy silk sheets, warm in one another's embrace.