Love Unscripted

“Did she poop?” Nick snorted when he asked.

“Yep. Constipated children seek me out wherever I go.” I laughed.

“Bet Ry was a bit constipated when he stumbled onto you!” Nick joked.

“I was definitely backed up, that’s for sure,” Ryan mumbled under his breath, adjusting the waist of his jeans. “But I sat on Taryn’s lap for a few

minutes and then I felt better.” Ryan gri

I smirked at Ryan’s comment.

“What?” he questioned my reaction.

I handed Sarah to him. “Here, go do another rite of passage,” I suggested jokingly.

“What? Do you want me to change her? I don’t care.” He was all cool and confident.

“She’s eating solid foods now, Ry. Sure you won’t gag?” Nick asked.

“Give her to me,” Janelle instructed. “I’ll take her upstairs. We don’t want the superstar to get his hands dirty!”

“You punks don’t think I’m up for the challenge?” Ryan questioned assertively.

“Ten bucks says you gag,” Nick taunted. “What do you say, Dad? You want in on this bet?”

Bill reached into his pocket, searching for money.

“I’ll take that bet!” Ryan retorted. “Both of you!” He pointed.

The entire family followed Ryan upstairs to Nick’s old bedroom. Janelle placed a pad down on the bed and readied a new diaper. The rest of us

stood around watching. All eyes were on Ryan, waiting for his reaction.

He undressed Sarah down to her diaper and had to ham it up by cracking his knuckles and wiggling his fingers.

“I should get the camera,” Nick mused.

“Nicholas!” Ellen scolded.

“What? Do you know how much money I could get for one picture of the movie star changing a poopy diaper?”

Janelle and I started laughing.

“Not as much money as you could get for a pair of his dirty underwear on eBay,” I mumbled.

“You both suck! You know that?” Ryan was peeling back the tape on the diaper and had to stop because we were teasing him.

“Taryn,” Nick whispered, “Gather up some of my brother’s ass-stained shorts and sell them quick so we can all go to Hawaii for Christmas.”

“You’re a dick!” Ryan looked directly at his brother. We were all laughing. “You can all just shut the hell up and get your money out!”

Janelle slapped a few wet-wipes in Ryan’s hand.

“Okay, I’m going in,” Ryan a

“Is that what you say to all your women?” Nick teased.

Ryan was laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe.

“Boys!” Ellen yelled. “Poor Sarah is waiting! Change her diaper already!”

“Nick, go get the scuba gear.” Ryan had tears coming out of his eyes.

“Forceps, lantern, flame thrower…” Nick spit out his words with laughter.

“Move, I’ll do it.” Janelle was getting impatient.

“No! I got this!” Ryan gasped between laughs, trying to pull himself back together.

He hesitantly pulled the diaper back, briefly exposing the green explosion that awaited clean-up.

“Oh!” Nick shouted loudly.

“Damn baby! What are they feeding you?” Ryan teased.

“Beer and eggs with a side of peas, obviously.” Nick laughed.

Janelle dove right in, cleaning up her daughter.

“Now stop. I can get it.” Ryan elbowed her out of the way. “They sell these baby wipes by the truckload, right?”

“Yeah. We buy that stuff by the pallet,” Nick volleyed, laughing. “We don’t mess around with the single tubs anymore.”

“You could always take her outside and hit her ass with the hose,” Ryan suggested.

“Nah, we save that for when she’s got the shit smeared all the way up her back,” Nick answered.

“I’ll take you both outside and hit you with the hose,” Janelle warned. I couldn’t stop laughing at their banter.

Ryan had the baby all cleaned up and was wrestling with the new diaper when he told his dad and brother to pay up. He handed Sarah off to

Janelle.

I was standing with my arms folded when Ryan sauntered over to me. “Next one of those is all yours.” He cracked me hard on the butt.

“Go wash your hands. It’s time for di

We were gathered at the di

“Taryn, Mom tells me you haven’t seen any of my brother’s movies.” Nick leered at me.

“I think I’m the only one on the planet who hasn’t,” I joked. “He thought I was lying when I told him that.”

Ryan kicked me under the table so I kicked him back. I clipped him right in the ankle by accident and he winced from the pain. He pinched me in

retaliation.

“We should watch it tonight. Break her in.” Nick pointed his di

“You can do whatever you want, but I’m not watching it,” Ryan stated firmly.

“What do you say, Taryn? You want to watch Seaside?” Nick asked. “See what a big-time actor he is?”

Ryan scoffed at his comment.

“No, that’s okay.” I knew that it would make Ryan uncomfortable. “Maybe some other time.”

“You should watch it. It’s really good!” Janelle added. “I’ve read all the books too. Then you’ll know why all the women worship him,” she said

teasingly.

I looked over at Ryan and smiled. I knew why they worshipped him, but their reasons were completely different from my own.

“I’ll watch it sometime, but not tonight. Besides Nick, Ryan tells me that you’re a lousy poker player. I was curious to see if he was right.” I felt

Ryan squeeze my thigh.

After we cleared di

Needless to say, the poker game didn’t last too long before egos got in the way.

We played a different board game, which was a lot more fun. I haven’t laughed that hard in a long time. I think I fit right in with his family and their

teasing, although Nick seemed harsh on Ryan sometimes.

Little Sarah was hungry and needed a bottle.

“Give her here,” Ryan requested, removing Sarah from her grandmother's arms.

The visions of him holding and feeding her added one more reason for worshipping him to my private list.

It was close to midnight when we finally crawled into bed together. I was tired from the flight and the delicious di

Ryan’s bed was only a full-size; not quite as roomy as the queen-sized bed we shared at home even though we never slept apart in it. Hmm… at

home… the thought of those words made me smile.

Ryan’s body molded around mine, keeping me snuggled and warm in my comfortable cocoon. My back rested on his chest as it does every

night.

Ryan huffed in my ear. He was grouchy and restless.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” I whispered.

“I can’t sleep.” He tugged on my T-shirt. “Can you take this off? I need to feel your skin.”

I hesitated. At home we always slept naked, but we weren’t at home.

“Don’t worry, my mom won’t come in here.”

I took my top off and tossed it to the floor.

“Ah, that’s better!” he snickered. “This is sort of exciting! Might get busted by the parents having a naked girl in my bed.”

I giggled softly when he squeezed me. I understood what he was talking about. I felt like a teenager breaking the house rules.

“We’ll have to be quiet then,” I whispered flirtatiously.

He rubbed his stubbly chin on my shoulder before opening his mouth to playfully bite me. It made me giggle again.

“I love it when you bite me!”

He twined our fingers together.

“I know,” he whispered. “And it also drives you crazy when I run my nose down your neck.”

“Yes,” I confirmed. “And it drives you insane when I bite your earlobe.”

I turned over to face him.

“My parents think I’m sleeping over at Je

He smiled and laughed softly, growling when he palmed my rear in his hand.

“Maybe tomorrow night we can go parking in that fancy car of yours,” I teased.