Number Four - part 3
This part is a little bit fluffier, but be warned part 4 will be a bit angsty. But for now enjoy this lighter chapter haha. And you can thank @toevenexist for me posting this a day earlier then planned. Enjoy :)
“Whose crazy idea was it to have kids again?” Owen asks as he collapses back on our bed.
I chuckle at him before responding, “That would be you. Did they not want to go to bed?” I ask heading to our walk-in-closet to change into something more comfortable.
“No, despite that it is way past their bedtime especially Con’s, thanks to mommy being AWOL today.” He says with a teasing smile.
“Really? AWOL?” I question shaking my head at him slightly annoyed and also partially amused at his description of me. I throw my old shirt in the laundry basket in my closet and catch Owen looking at me with a look that I am far too familiar with.
“You are so beautiful.” He says flirts, while starring at me as I change into one of his sweaters, that over the years has basically became mine.