𝐌𝐬. 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐞

𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍 had just gotten out of the shower to get ready for one of her and Ignacio's weekly date nights.

With the couple being as busy as they were for the first half of the year, Ignacio decided it was best to make sure they have their scheduled days where they'll always have their alone time.

With a rambunctious but sickeningly cute six-year-old intertwined with both of their entrepreneurial lives, their days became more hectic than not.

But since Noemi's birthday party was the week before school ended, a lot of the mayhem began to simmer down by the first of June, a large portion of their evenings becoming free since Noemi was occupied with many extracurriculars for the long summer vacation ahead.

This is always what Quinn had wanted.

Between the sassy attitudes of Noemi to the tiny arguments she and Ignacio would have over what to eat for dinner that night– Quinn loved it all.

Quinn especially loved when Noemi had seamlessly transitioned from calling her Ms. Brown to Mama.

As Quinn was moisturizing her body, she couldn't help but giggle at the memory, remembering a wide-eyed, tomato-faced Ignacio and a confused but very assured Noemi.

"Mama, what's for breakfast today? I didn't like the oatmeal that new lady made-"

Both Ignacio and Quincy froze from the small talk they were having on the couch, still cozy in their pajamas with warm mugs of tea in their hands.

"¿Qué dijiste bebita?"(What did you say babygirl?)

"Le pregunté a mamá sobre el desayuno. Lo de ayer estuvo...desagradable."(I asked mama about breakfast. Yesterday's was... unpleasant.)

Ignacio was about to push further but Quinn shut his idea down before it could come out of his mouth.

"What would you like today instead, my love?" Quinn smiled as she set the mug down, Noemi's footsteps moving quickly across the large living area they were in.

Like the speed of lightning, Noemi was perched in between the two love birds, feeling like this was her rightful place.

And ever since then, that has been her title and every time she was called it, her heart would swell a tad more.

Ignacio was completely infatuated with the whole thing.

Of course, he had a talk between him and Noemi about her not feeling pressured to call Quinn anything just because her father and this woman are in love, but he was truly able to tell that Noemi simply adores Quinn.

Ignacio was truly able to tell he wanted to be with this woman for the rest of his life when he'd allowed her to move with her wild animal.

Sebastian.