𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 | 𝘾𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙥 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 | Balancing motherhood and adulthood is difficult, but Kay embraces the new challenge with love and care. When Noah James barrels into Brian's life, that challenge shifts, and the happy couple...
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**Kay**
Drives to Harmony weren't long when you didn't focus on the time it took to get there. Rianne offered to drive me because Brian had to settle something; he wouldn't tell me exactly what that was. I would ask when I got back home.
It was smarter not to tell me. While my curiosity ate at me, getting our twins to my parents' house took priority. If he had told me what he needed to do, I'd be a pile of nerves, regardless of what it was. This was better.
"Which way do I turn now, Kay?" Rianne slowed the car onto the intersection.
I'd been so focused on the sky, I hadn't realized we were in my small town. My gaze fell to the street, where I saw a few people walking on the sidewalk. With my finger sitting on top of my lips, I looked at Rianne; then with my other hand, I pointed to the left. "Just up this street," I said.
As she nodded and turned, I immediately noticed the empty front driveway; my father was out with his Mustang. I prayed, silently, deeply, that Mario wouldn't appear. The point was made for him to stay far away from my family, but after the last time we were here and Mario showed his face, it was a shit show.
An honest shit show. But still.
"Stop here." I pointed at my childhood home once we were close. Rianne didn't ask questions. She put the car in park and got it. She moved to the back seats to unstrap the twins from their car seats.
I looked back at them with a smile. They couldn't know Mommy was upset. I didn't want to leave my babies, but I also didn't know how far Noah would go to get into our lives.
I was afraid.
"Are you ready to stay with abuela?" I asked them.
Both Adonis and Paris smiled, giggling, unbothered by the sudden trip.
"They're so good," Rianne said as she scooped Paris into her arms. I stepped out of the car to swoop around and grab Adonis. Rianne and I looked at each other from the top of her car.
Her smile weakened a bit. "When I was a kid, I hated leaving my parents."
I swallowed my nerves. Looking at the twins, I wonder if this would bother them. How long would I leave them with my mom? I hadn't thought about it. I told her just the weekend, that she deserved it. But would it need to be longer?
I'm going to cry.
"Come here, Papi." Pressing Adonis against my chest, I turned for the front door before the tears could fall. The longer I looked at Rianne, the harder this was.
I just needed to get my kids into my mother's arms and get back home. Quick exchange. I hadn't had the chance to text my mom that we were here, but I also hadn't thought of it. A small voice in the back of my head told me to turn around, that Noah couldn't be that crazy to hurt my kids. Right?
