It was late when Shane made it back home, but everybody was still up. The sound of his daughter and Paris laughing came from the kitchen area. As he got closer he could also hear Yasmine's voice.
Shane instantly locked eyes with Paris the moment he hit the corner. She sat on top of their white marble counter top, bare faced and hair in a ponytail. Exactly how he liked her. But her eyes were red.
Their youngest son, Shance in her lap contently watching his iPad. His seven year old daughter also sat on top of the counter Indian style, with a bowl of some kind of chocolate concoction in front of her. She was mixing it until she caught a glimpse of her dad walking into the room. And just like that she lost focus.
"Daddy !!" Skye shrieked, pushing the bowl away from her. She quickly slid off of the counter and ran into his arms.
Meanwhile his son didn't budge.
Paris watched as he picked his daughter up, and placed a kiss on her forehead. Like second mature she threw her arms around his neck and buried her face there. She was his first and only daughter until the new arrival made her grand entrance. And he treated her as such. He had her spoiled. Skye's future boyfriends would for sure have their hands full, because the bar her daddy had set was high, very high. Paris loved their relationship.
He was a perfect dad, but a perfect husband not so much.
"Hi Shane .." Yasmine said, a glass of wine in her hand she sat on a bar stool nearby
"Sup Yas.." He said, making his way over to Paris he gave his wife a quick kiss on the cheek
She smiled, but she never said anything to him.
"What you makin?" Shane asked his daughter, who still had her arms tightly around his neck ..
"Cake !" She replied, her little voice filled with excitement ..
"Daddy about to go shower, you gonna save me some?" He asked, sitting Skye back on the counter.
"Of course bro.."
"Aye, I ain't your bro.." He said, quickly correcting his wife's twin.. "Paris, come upstairs real quick.."
Rolling her eyes, Paris scooped her son up and hopped off of the counter.
"Can you watch him for a minute Yas?" She asked, placing her son in front of his toys
"I got you .." Yasmine replied
Paris headed upstairs behind Shane. Once upstairs she checked on their sons who were in SJ's room on the game. Then she headed towards her and Shane's suite. Once inside she closed the door behind her. The shower was running and he was in the middle of taking his shirt off. Exposing the colorful artwork on his body. Both of his arms, chest and back was covered in ink. His entire right sleeve was devoted to her. Her face, her name, her signature, her birthday, her zodiac sign was all tatted beautifully somewhere on his right arm.
She would never forget when he got it, he had a tattoo artist flown out while they were on vacation in the Maldives for his birthday. Shane told him what all he wanted and the tattoo artist drew out a sketch while on the plane. It took days to complete but the finished product was a masterpiece.
"I texted you .." He said, walking across their bedroom to her .. His voice was raspy, deep and tired but his eyes didn't look tired. They were fixated on her
"I know, I forgot to text back .. I got busy with the kids .." She replied, just as he approached her he picked her up by the waist placing her on the bed ..
Shane planted soft kisses from behind her ear and down her neck. "Don't .. forget .. again" His voice penetrated her soul in between kisses, it gave her goosebumps ..
