บท 403: Pretty Ballerina

Ethan 

"I think she needs a moment, I'll call you back," Malia's giggle flooded through Demyan's phone speaker as he gave her a kind smile before he ended the call. 

He leaned back in his seat and ran his fingers through his hair, "One weekend in months I'm gone and the children are absolutely abusing her."

I let out a chuckle, "Malia is too sweet for her own good. They're taking full advantage of it."

"Lia is wearing a swimsuit with a tutu, I can't even begin to imagine why and Eli is only in his underwear," he sighed, "Why did I get children the exact same photocopy as me?"

"It's karma," I grinned. He stood up and helped me with breakfast. He made the coffee whilst I plated and we sat at the dining table. "What do you want to do today?" I looked up to him from my cup of coffee. 

His eyes were just on me before he licked his lips, "More rumbling in the sheets."

I rolled my eyes, "We've had enough of that."