►"You're telling me you're not into me?"
"Exactly."
"Hmm, really? Then why is your body telling me otherwise?"
⮱ In Tokyo's lively streets, Y/N a single mom juggling parenthood, encounters Kenma Kozume, a charismatic gamer and CEO. As their wor...
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"Mom, wake up", came the persistent plea, accompanied by multiple cheek pokes. Certainly not what I pictured for my mornings, but here I am, either waking up to this or to a symphony of screams by now. It stirred me from my slumber, signaling the beginning of another frantic morning. "Mom, I'm going to be late for school, and I haven't had breakfast yet." a girl's small, childlike voice announces.
Felling the little girl bouncing on top of me, I inwardly sighed. Gently opening my eyes, I found myself propped up on my elbows, my disheveled hair and lack of clothes betraying my restless night. "Just a few more minutes" I rasped, attempting to burrow deeper into the warm duvet. Another challenge arose when a strong hand joined in, grabbing my calves from under the comforter and pulling me towards the edge of the bed. Taken aback, I found myself locking eyes with a pair of piercing olive-green orbs, and I couldn't help but pout at him as he smirked back at me.
"No, get up." Hajime's deep commanding voice filled the room, sending a shiver down my spine as he rose from his crouched position, his shirtless form revealing his sculpted muscles and chiseled abs, a sight that never failed to leave me speechless. His olive-green eyes bore into mine, their intensity drawing me in deeper. "You need to get moving or Kanae will be late for school. Today it's your turn to drive her," he stated in his husky voice, which always managed to evoke a sense of warmth and desire within me each day.
"Hey there, little one, it's time to freshen up and get dressed. Your clothes are all set on the bed. Mommy will prepare some breakfast for you right away," Iwaizumi gently coaxes his daughter. Kanae's eyes sparkled with excitement at the mention of food as she replied, "Yes, daddy," before hurrying off to get ready for school.
It's incredible how life has changed since high school. Back then, we were inseparable, spending all our high school years together as a couple. But everything shifted after I graduated and our little daughter came along, just as Hajime was starting his freshman year in university. We were forced to grow up fast, but despite the challenges, Hajime has been an incredible father. Even though our romantic relationship didn't survive, he remains a constant presence in our lives for the sake of our little girl. And speaking of our daughter, she's the spitting image of Hajime, which makes me wonder why we women carry our babies in our belly for nine months if they're just going to end up looking exactly like their father. Still, you can see some of my genes in her, like her big round eyes, except for the eye color, which she gets from Iwaizumi. But she definitely has my stub nose and those cute dimples. Additionally, her personality often mirrors mine.
As I snapped back to reality, I found Iwaizumi staring at me, one eyebrow raised expectantly, waiting for my response. Iwaizumi motioned for me to start getting ready, so I stretched out my arms towards him. With a playful roll of his eyes and a smirk, he took my hands in his strong grip and effortlessly lifted me from the bed before heading out of the bedroom, giving me some time to freshen up.
