My house smells like heaven. I dip the wooden spoon into the sauce and blow lightly. I don't want ro burn my tongue again like I did last time. I'm so damn impatient. I hesitantly tasted it. Something's off. My lips purse and my tongue clucks against the roof of my mouth. "Your mother is a liar." I narrow my eyes at Minho, who smirks at me. "This is definitely not right." He walks over to me, looking hot as hell. Bare feet, jeans and no shirt. His muscles ripple as he strides toward me. I don't even bother trying to hide the fact that my eyes are glued to his body. Why should I give a fuck? If I wanna stare down my husband, I'm going to do exactly that.
His large hand wraps around mine and he takes a lick of the sauce seductively. Watching his tongue take a languid lick makes my member hard. I bite my bottom lip to keep in the moan as his hand travels to my hip. He gives me a cocky grin. That bastard. He knows what he's doing. We had a quickie this morning... and this afternoon.
"It's perfect, little tiger, your taste buds are just all fucked up with your hormones." He rubs my swollen belly and leans in to kiss me. I part my lips and moan into his mouth, greedily accepting his kiss. He pulls back and I'm slow to open my eyes, I'm just so tired. Not tired for sex. My libido is ridiculous.
"Gross!" I smile and look over to the doorway of the kitchen, seeing Baekhyun sticking his tongue out. "Oh, yeah? I'll remind you that kissing is gross when you get older. Only six years old, guess kissing is pretty gross to you, huh?" Minho walks back to the island, leaving me with a view of his perfect ass. He puts his hand out and Baekhyun gives him his homework, just like he does every day.
"That's my boy. Maths is on point." Minho shuffles through the sheets before turning to look at Baekhyun. "Where's English?"
"We had a substitute today," Baekhyun answers with his chin resting on the counter. "Did it all during free period." I smile and turn back to stir the sauce and take another taste. I'm gonna tell Sumi I lost the recipe and see if she gives me the same one. I smirk at my thought as Baekhyun gathers his homework.
I dump the sauce over the meatballs and put them in the oven. I'll fry them at the end. Just like she does. They're the restaurant's best dish now that we fry them. I don't do much now that we have the managers, but I want our sauce to be the best. And I have the final say when it comes to the details.
I brace my hands on the small of my back and stretch. This little one better drop soon. It's getting hard to breathe.
"Alright, you hanging out with Mickey tonight?"
"Yup!" Baekhyun answers, shoving the papers into his backpack.
"Just remember-" I start, but Baekhyun cuts me off. "I know, Mom! I'll call when I get there."
"Hey there, watch it." Minho scolds Baekhyun even though he has a smile on his face. "You should be respectful to your mother." Baekhyun sighs, "Sorry, Mom. Sorry, Dad. I just must be going through something." I have to turn and face the stove before I crack up laughing. "Yeah, okay. Get outta here." Minho sends him away with a smile and I finally turn around and lean against Minho.
His hand instantly went to my swollen belly, rubbing soothing circles. "How are you feeling, little tiger?"
"Like I want this baby out." I do. I'm so done with being pregnant. "Two more days." He kisses my belly. "Then finals will be done and I won't have classes." I smile and let out an East sigh. "I know, Professor Valetti." I lean down and give him a slow kiss on his lips. "This little one is already a daddy's girl. She's listening to you, not me."
The baby monitor goes off on the counter; Sehun's up. I check the clock and yup, it's been two hours. "That was a good nap." I yawn and pick it up and see our two-year-old rolling around and playing in his crib. He laughs a low, deep chuckle against my lips. "Thank you, little tiger." I pull back with a questioning look. "What'd you do that you're thanking me?"
He laughs and shakes his head. "Thank you for loving me." My heart melts and I mould my lips to his. He's so fucking sweet. "Always." I rub my hand along his stubble and give him a chaste kiss. "Love you."
"I love you, little tiger."
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