Loving Her

Epilogue. Chicago

"Brayleigh!" I scream and somewhere in the house I hear the four year old scream. From the sound of her voice I know she is hiding in the living room.

The closer I get, the louder her giggles and that of my two year old son, Cohen gets. They're obviously playing their game of hide and seek again which all started when I told them to go downstairs to eat.

"You know the more you scream their names, the more they'll hide." Adrian says, now emerging from the kitchen. He's wearing nothing but sweats and a black T-shirt that hugs his chest, giving me a view of all the muscle underneath. With every passing year it's like Adrian only gets hotter. I'm the luckiest wife on the earth.

Yes, wife. Of course, we got married as planned two months after Riya and Drew's wedding and a year after we had our first son Cohen. He's the spitting image of his father but he got his nose from me. I hope our second child would look more like me than their father. The wedding was amazing, everyone was there. Jules was the one who walked me down the aisle.

It wasn't hard to patch things up with him but it wasn't for my mother, some things are still hard for us to talk about but we're making huge progress.

"You're not even encouraging." My shoulders slump in defeat.

As much as the sight of him in sweats gets me all hot and bothered, right now that's not what we need. We should be ready in an hour but not only are the kids giving us trouble but Adrian now making it worse. At this rate, we won't leave in the next hour.

Today is the day Victoria and Andrew's parent's publishing companies would be merged and Drew would be stepping up as the CEO with Victoria by his side. It's been a long time coming and I'm excited for it.

So that they wouldn't have so much trouble with dragging Braighleigh everywhere or having someone else have an eye on her, they dropped her over in the morning so when Adrian, Cohen and I are leaving we will all go together.

Cohen and Braighleigh make a great pair when being troublesome or productive. Though Cohen is younger, you can see how he wants to protect Braighleigh every time even though he is just two years old. Our busy schedules makes it easier to have the kids together. They're either at our house or at Drew and Riya's house. It's convenient and we always know they're in safe hands.

Adrian laughs but goes into the living room and seconds after he walks back out with Braighleigh on his back and Cohen on his arm, all of them a bundle of laughter and giggles. I follow him upstairs, still grateful for a man like him.

"Go do your make up or whatever, I'll get them dressed." Adrian says to me when I'm about to walk into Cohen's room.

"Are you sure?" I stop walking.

"Yeah, just go." He leans in and places a short kiss on my lips before walking back into Cohen's room. Braighleigh closes the door and I shrug.

I take a quick shower to get rid of the sweat on my skin. I have been out all day, helping Riya with everything and only got back about thirty minutes ago.

When I'm done with my shower I start with my hair, brushing it and styling it with a side part, letting the hair fall over my shoulders. I do my make up next, not wanting to waste so much time so I keep I keep it as neutral as I can.

Just when I'm done with the makeup and I stand up from the chair, Adrian walks back into the room.

"Are they ready?" I look at him from the mirror.

"Yeah, had to put on the TV to have them actually sit down." He says before taking off his shirt and sweats and throwing them into the laundry basket before walking into the bathroom with nothing but his boxers briefs.