𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 | 𝐊𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐈𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠.

⇜Chapter 36⇝

Next Day
At The Park

   "Daddy, you have to go hide!" Olivia instructed as if she'd been playing hide-n-seek her entire life. Kyrie playfully huffed, giving her attitude. "Don't get snappy with me, Mister!" She pointed her small finger at him, causing me to laugh.

   "You don't tell me what to do, Missy." He poked her chest softly, pouting. "Yes I do!" She quickly argued, crossing her arms. "Not you don't!" "Yes I do!" They argued back and forth. He tried to keep a straight face, but failed terribly. "Kirsten, you laughing is throwing me off." He smiled up at me from his crouching position in front of Olivia.

   "Sorry. You arguing with a 5 year old is pretty amusing to me." I joked, sipping my Brisk tea. "Daddy, just go hide." He stood up, running to the nearest tree. "1..2..3.." Olivia started counting, covering her eyes. She peeked between her fingers while counting at around 8, and Kyrie noticed.

   "You can't do that! That's cheating!" Kyrie called, immediately changing his hiding spot. I smiled at how cute he was with her. "13..14..15! Ready or not, hearing I come!" She squealed, running off. I sat back on the bench, laughing at how he screamed like a woman while running from her.

   Olivia caught up to him, tagging him. "You're it, Daddy!" She squealed excitedly, trying to run from him, but he picked her up, spinning her around. "Kyrie, you better not get another concussion." I giggled, and he stopped, looking at me. "Ha, ha. Very funny."

   He scrunched up his face at me, but still let out a deep chuckle. "Mommy, are you going to play with us?" Olivia asked, raising her eyebrows at me. "Baby Lorenzo wants me to stay right here." I told her. I was about 26 weeks along. Her face formed a sad look.

   But that look was quickly replaced with a smile when she heard an ice cream truck nearby. "Mommy, can me and Daddy get ice cream?!" She pleaded as I took opened my purse. Kyrie put his hand out. "Excuse me?" I smirked, eyeing his extremity that was stretched out to me.

   "I didn't bring my wallet," He explained, and I handed him 2 dollars. "I'll pay you back when we get home. You want anything?" He kissed my cheek. "No, babe." I mumbled, yawning. They both scurried to the truck containing the frozen treats they so desire.

   After a few minutes of me being left alone with my thoughts, they returned, licking away at their ice cream cones. Olivia was a mixture of me and Kyrie. Seriously. Kyrie's favorite is vanilla, mine is chocolate, and Olivia loved the swirl. I find that adorable, but then again, I find anything having to do with Olivia adorable. That's my baby..

A/N:: With this chapter, I pronounce you, Kirsten, 7k votes.! ❤❤❤ I love the hell out of y'all.! Thanks sooooo muccchhhh.❤❤ -GxddessK