𝐹𝒪𝑅𝐸𝒱𝐸𝑅 𝑀𝐼𝒩𝐸

12 | Okay

Anastasia's POV:

A heavy weight on top of me made me groan is slight pain.

I open my eyes and see both my son and Bruce sleeping on top of me.

It's like a pyramid me at the bottom, then Bruce and Elijah.

I feel like I can't breath and my body feels numb. Why was I the one to be all the way at the bottom.

I wiggle my arms out from under Bruce and poke his shoulder.

Okay I'm really gonna stop breathing. I plug Bruce's nose stopping the oxygen from entering.

A couple seconds later he he gasps moving away from my hands.

"The fuck is wrong with you."

"Me? I'm being killed by you two."

"Two?" He question. I nodded and pointed at the toddler laying on top of him.

"Shit, sorry." He carefully got off me and placed Elijah on the other end of the couch and covered him with a blanket.

That made my heart jump a little.

"I need a toothbrush." I said getting up and walking towards the stairs.

"Yours is in my bathroom." He walks upstairs and I followed. He lend me to his room and then to the bathroom. Me and Elijah spent the night not long ago so we still have toothbrushes.

"Thanks." I grabbed my brush putting toothpaste on it and brushing. He left the bathroom having to change.

He came back shirtless and having black sweat hanging low around his hips.

"Here." He gave me some basketball shorts and a black sweatshirt with the word Cameron on the back.

"You got a little drool princess." He said pretending to wipe it off the side of my face.

"Shut up." I push him and start brushing my teeth.

My hair was open making it a little bit of a struggle to brush. Bruce seeing that he took the band off my wrist and tied my hair back.

Bruce left while I was changing into the clothes he gave me.

Once I was finally done I looked back at Bruce who was just staring. He was wearing a shirt now, a black one matching his bottoms.

"You got a little drool princess." I said mocking him and wiping the invisible drool off the side of his lip.

He gripped my wrist pinning them to the closet wall.

"God I wanna fuck you right against this wall."

"Elijah's sleeping downstairs." For some reason my eyes kept going to the door as if Elijah was gonna walk in on this.

"That's not a no." I pull my wrist away from his grasp making him chuckle and turn to where I'm standing.

"Sure." I said teasingly and walked out of the bathroom. I heard his loud footsteps behind me making me walk a little faster.

"What does that mean?" He said eagerly rushing until he's beside me. He wraps his arm around my waist pulling me right into his side.

"What does that mean Anastasia?" He whispered in my ear and stop us from walking once we get down the stairs.

"I was thinking about some French toast for breakfast." I moved his hand away from my waist and walk towards the kitchen.

"I was thinking your pussy." He said and I turn to see him smirking.