One afternoon Alfie was sitting in his room and quietly playing the piano. His wound got better, so did the medical results. He was tired, lost weight from neverending episodes, but he simply had to survive it for sake of his healing. But there was something, that made him to feel better everyday. Once the song ended, he turned and looked at twins, who were sitting on rug. "What ya think?" He asked with smirk and both twins chuckled and clapped their hands. Alfie took few careful steps to them and sat on the rug beside them. He was home and since it was pointless to give application for any other baby club, he took care of them with Dalia, when Sophie's parents couldn't. They truly brought him peace, he wished to feel again. They cuddled under his wings and he hummed with smile. Then a door bell ring and he looked up. "Mum came for ya," he smiled.
"Good afternoon, miss," Abraham opened the door for her politely. "They are in Alfred's room."
"Hello, Abraham." She smiled to the man and slowly took off her jacket. "How did you manage with all of them today?" She joked.
"They were really good, miss. I can't complain," he smiled and took her jacket. "Would you like to have a tea? Coffee?"
"Tea would be nice, Abraham. Thank you." She nods to him before she rushed upstairs to find them. Gently she knock on his bedroom's door and he called her in. She smiled seeing them all cuddled in bed. "Hi.." she coes and went straight to hug and kiss her babies. Both of them wrapped their arms around her neck kissing her cheek and she completely melt on that. "How did it go, Alfie? Are you ok?" She sat upright with both of them on her lap.
"Yeh, I survived another day," he chuckled throatily. "They were mostly good, Sophie. How's job? Everything alright?"
"Mostly,yes." She nods. "Except from the high heel shoes rule. My legs are killing me." She wasn't used to them but of course she couldn't complain about it since it was literally a dream job.
"Yeh, I'd be pissed cus of that too," Alfred scoffed and made himself comfortable on bed. "We were just chillin' now. They were runnin' on garden for half of the day. Unstoppable"
"I ruined your chill time didn't i?" She poke on Lyla's nose while William had already his hand on her breasts. "I have to take them home now."
"Ya have a program in the afternoon?"
"No, I don't but i have to feed and bath them before Will strip me down." She groan when he pull her from the bra. "Will." She scold and he giggled naughtily.
"Ya can do it here," Alfie shrugged.
"They'll fall asleep, Alfie." She sighed. "And i really need to take a bath too."
"This place has three bathrooms, luv," he hummed. "Suit yaself. I'll help ya."
"If i didn't know you I'd say you're trying to keep us here." She snorted with a small chuckle.
"Maybe ya don't know me as well as ya think, yeh?" He winked and with small groan stood up. He took his cane and came to the edge. "Lyla, come, fox... up," he said and she rolled to him and he scooped her up with one hand like a monkey and slowly walked towards the bathroom.
Since she started to work. The kids mostly stayed with Alfred at home and she had to pick them up by evening when she was done and she always had something to wear in the house just in case. So she decided to feed William who wouldn't sit down to take a bath before feeding. So she carefully lay against the headboard of the bed and let him suck on her heavy breasts. They felt more swollen and aching now that she couldn't feed them during the day. Once they were done she gave them both a bath along with Alfie who was there to help or sit behind and watch. An hour late they were both spread and sleeping across his bed. "I told you they'll fall asleep." She looked at Alfie with a small sigh.
YOU ARE READING
The song of Solomon
RomanceAlfie Solomons is an artist. Alfie Solomons is a rebel. Alfie Solomons is brutal and witty. Alfie Solomons is a player on the rough game of alcohol,music and lust. Until he comes to face death and love.