You're Mine

chapter 172

"So, how was it with Atlas?", Amelia asked her son when they were watching some cartoon in the living room together with Owen after the couple had brought the other kids to bed. "Anything you wanna tell us?"

"Well, I'm not pregnant if that's what you're asking.", Logan joked, making his father laugh and causing his mother to stare at him in an unamused way as she tilted her head, which made the boy giggle even more.

"Good one!", the trauma surgeon commented and became the one who received the unamused glance. "What? It was funny!", he defended himself. "Okay, did you have sex with your boyfriend or not?", he questioned.

"Dad!", the young brunette exclaimed in shock. "What the hell? I am only thirteen!", he reminded his parents in disgust. "I just said the pregnancy-thing to tease mom, but I don't even wanna think about sex."

"Now that's a good answer and exactly the one I wanted to hear.", the neurosurgeon informed her son with a proud grin on her face. "It's enough that your sister runs around asking us if we've had sex.", she sighed.

"Which one? Layla again?", the teenager wondered, kind of confused. Technically he had three sisters, well sometimes only two, so he didn't quite know which one his mother was talking about, although Luna was too little to be guilty of this.

"I mean, not again, but I am still angry and shocked that she knows what it is.", the brunette went back to freaking out about the topic. "She is only seven...", she reasoned in a high-pitched voice. "Whatever.", she shrugged. "Now, what did you and Atlas do?"

"We watched some Marvel movies and snuggled, had snacks and got to play video games together.", Logan shared happily. "Speaking of which, can I take your tablet and play Hay Day, please?", he begged.

"Hard to believe you've survived a whole weekend without that game.", Amelia chuckled and motioned for him to grab the electronic device from its spot on the coffee table. A second later, Eleanor joined her owners. "Are you finally here, Ma'am? I've prepared something for you.", she started a conversation with the husky since her son was not interested in talking to his parents anymore.

"You're spoiling her all the time.", her husband pointed out, wrapping his arms around her more tightly. Her back was resting against his chest as they were sharing one of the couches. "A whole bowl of chicken just for the dog?"

"Cooked chicken, and the bowl is really small.", his wife argued and started feeding El. "Also, you are always spoiling our human children, so I can do so with the fur baby.", she added and opened her mouth for Owen to feed her a piece of apple.

"Woof!", Ella hungrily let her family know that she wanted a bit of the fruit as well and stared at it, until the redhead gave one to her, which she joyfully ate before she went back to finishing her chicken.

"Logan, how about I make lasagna for dinner tomorrow?", Owen wanted to know from his son, who actually did him the favor of looking up from the tablet as he nodded excitedly. "You look like Leo when I told him about the pancakes this morning.", he compared and laughed.

"Might be a Hunt thing, I mean technically, Ellie just did it too.", the boy replied. "It's a family tradition.", he said and then focused back on the game in front of him. "Did Layla continue playing? Everything is...different."

"Yeah well, what was I supposed to say to her?", his mother asked. "She wanted to help you out since you were gone for two days and there can only be one account. She doesn't have any electronic devices to play with."

"It's fine, I guess.", the thirteen-year-old groaned. He wasn't mad at anyone but hated when his sister played his games because nothing ever remained the way it had been before. "Maybe I'll just give her this account and make a new one on my phone.", he figured.

"Mister, that's my tablet anyway and it's not like Layla gets to play longer than half an hour every other day.", the neurosurgeon answered. "And your bedtime isn't that far away either, especially since I am pretty sure that you haven't slept much last night."

"Fine. Half an hour until I get ready for bed?", the young brunette begged. It was only 8pm and usually, he got to stay up until 9 when he had to go to school the next day. "Please?"

"Yes, half an hour is alright.", his father meddled. "But your mom isn't wrong. Makes sense to have you sleep a little longer tonight after you've had such a busy weekend.", he explained.

"All done, Honey.", Amelia smiled at the satisfied husky. "I think your walk with daddy will be very successful later.", she told the dog, hearing her husband chuckle in her ear before she felt him kiss her cheek. "What?"

"I am not sure if I find it cute that you're such a dog person or if I think it's actually a little crazy.", the trauma surgeon admitted. "Either way, it kind of turns me on.", he whispered in her ear, so their son wouldn't hear them.

"Then stick to cute or hot and maybe you'll get to fall asleep happier than usually tonight.", the brunette quietly answered, still in Owen's arms, cuddling with him. "I hope I am still awake when you come back, I'm quite tired."

"I would be happy if you were, but I am also super glad that you're able to fall asleep without me because it means you're very tired and you deserve a great night.", the redhead responded and kissed the back of his wife's head.