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Marissa made a pout when her eyes fluttered open and then a trace of a smile touched her lips. For a moment, she wanted to stay in bed but then she reminded herself that she was a mom who needed to attend to her kids.
before they woke up.
Her hand reached out and grabbed the clock from the nightstand. The moment she glanced at it, her eyes widened, and she bolted upright with a racing heart.
“What the… shit! OMG! It’s late!” Mumbling to herself she scrambled out of the bed. In her rush, she stumbled over the tangled sheets and nearly fell. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.
“Urgh! Clumsy you! Get a grip. My babies must be hungry,” Sophia had to leave early morning and she usually didn’t rely on Flint due to the old man’s odd schedule.
“Strange. Why didn’t the kids barge in my room?” she muttered hurrying out of the bedroom.
She dashed into the living room, expecting full chaos but instead saw something unexpected. The kids were sitting around the coffee table engrossed in a board game and Rafael was explaining something in a very
soft voice.
Like last night, Abi was sitting on his lap while Ariel was sitting glued to his hip. Alex was seated across from his father.
“Good morning, sleepy head,” A teasing grin appeared on his face when he noticed her standing in the doorway.
Marissa’s heart skipped a beat, and the grin reminded her of the last night‘ kiss they shared on the couch.
“Morning!” she replied trying to steady her voice, “Why didn’t you people wake me? What did you have for breakfast?”
“Daddy made scrambled eggs for us, Mommy. He asked us to let you sleep late, Abi explained to her, “he said you worked very hard last night.”
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I worked hard last night?
She avoided the eye contact when found his eyes gleaming with mischief, “Asshole!” she muttered.
“And mommy!” Ariel said busily while doing something on the board, “Daddy burned the eggs.”
Marissa cocked up a brow, “You ate burned eggs?” she asked the kids, but her eyes were focused on the man who could make her heart race just by his presence.
“No. Daddy threw it in the trash, Mommy,” Abi explained to her, “He cooked again but it was just half burned. The rest of the half was good. Right, Alex?” Alex just groaned in answer.
“Good!” Marissa started tying her hair together to make a small messy bun on her head, “And how many eggs did you waste, Daddy?” she asked Rafael with narrowed eyes.
Rafael raised his hand somberly, “I’m sorry. I never cooked a thing in life not even noodles,” before she could remark on it, he quickly held Abigail’s jaw by her cheeks and turned it to her mother, “Look at Mommy. Doesn’t she look adorable?”
Marissa shook her head in exasperation and walked back to her bedroom. She badly needed a shower.
After getting done with her business, she came out of her room where the kids were still busy with their father.
“Why don’t you join us?” he offered her sincerely patting the spot next to him and before she could open her mouth, he was quick to speak, “I can make you breakfast.”
“No. Thanks!” Marissa’s lips spread into a fake grin, “I’m not interested in having a burnt egg.”
Rafael managed an injured look on his face, eyeing his daughters. This time Marissa could see amusement in Alex’s eyes too.
She headed to the kitchen to fix herself a quick breakfast. After opening the
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dge, she scanned all the ingredients when she heard soft footsteps behind.
ne familiar male cologne hit her nostrils. That same intoxicating smell.
he turned to find him leaning his shoulder against the doorframe.
Can I take the kids for grocery shopping?” Marissa tried her best to ignore.
e bulge of his biceps through the sleeves of his t–shirt.
Stop staring at me with that hungry gaze,” he walked up to her and
hispered near her ear.
tolling her eyes, she moved her attention to the stuff she had placed on the itchen counter. She liked it when he used to give her the control of the >arenting. But now she needed to accept that he was the father and had equal rights to the kids.
Why my permission every time?” she lit the burner and placed a pan on it.
‘Because you are the mom!”
She smiled and looked over her shoulder, “And you are their father. You have equal rights, Rafael.”
She broke an egg in the pancake mix and started pouring milk into it.
“Are you making pancakes?” he took a step closer now leaning against the counter, “that I can do if you allow me.”
“No thanks. Only one egg was left!” she stuck out her tongue and he chuckled. at that.
When she was pouring the batter into the pan, he moved behind her, hist chest almost bumping into her back, “Me being a father is never about the rights, Marissa,” her heart thumped in the cradle of her chest when she felt. him resting his chin on her shoulder, “we need to show the kids that we are on the same page.”
Marissa gave a nod all impressed and turned around slowly to face him.
Damn. She had forgotten what she wanted to say when she caught him staring at her lips, “Tonight let me take you on a dinner date,”
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He held her chin in between her finger and thumb.
Alex had told her that tomorrow she was planning to go with Gerard. He was jealous as hell but didn’t want to spoil it for her. She was an adult and he wanted her to use her free will to come back to him.
Instead, he wanted to make the best of whatever she would offer him.
“Marissa,” he leaned closer to her and kissed the tip of her nose, “Will you allow me to make love to you someday?”
He asked her and she felt herself turning into a marshmallow.
Sophie’s voice echoed in her head, “When you two are in the room, you seem to undress each other with your eyes.”
Marissa swallowed hard and tried to laugh.
“Yes… Rafael… I’ll…” she cleared her throat, “I’ll allow you…”
“Mom! Something is burning!” Alex yelled from the living room. Marissa and Rafael jumped in fright when found themselves occupied in smoke. Thankfully it wasn’t too dense.
“Oh, brother,” Rafael whispered.
“Ouch!” Marissa forced a look of irritation to her face, “Rafael, you burnt my breakfast too!”