Love is not enough

One more time

Adele's Pov:

I woke up with someone above my head.

I felt hands clinging to my head and a warm breath on the back of my neck.

I turned around and saw Angelo lying on my and Simon's pillow.

His hands were clinging to me, while his feet were on Simon, one on his right shoulder and one on his cheek.

I laughed silently.

Thank God yesterday after we had done it we got semi-clothed: Simon was only in his boxer shorts, I had panties on and was wearing one of my man's shirts.

"Peanut, honey," I giggled, "lie down here where I am, you'll kick daddy's jaw if you don't."

He moved a little, but didn't move to my side, in fact he moved his legs and kicked Simon right in the face.

"What the hell? Ouch!" Simon held his jaw.

"Oh fuck, my love are you OK?" I grabbed his face and kissed his forehead.

"Yes love, I'm fine. More or less I'm fine" he rubbed his jaw again.

"Do you want some ice, baby?" I asked.

"Please, would you get me some?" He asked in pain.

"Yeah sure, coming" as soon as I stood up however I felt a hallucinating pain in my groin area.

"Ahhh" I cried.

"My love, don't worry, I'll go" I nodded and he went to the kitchen.

"Mom? What happened to dad?" He asked sleepily.

"Love, you accidentally while you were sleeping kicked Dad's jaw" I stroked his hair.

"Oh" he made a sad face "I didn't do it on purpose mummy" a tear rolled down his cheek.

"My love, we know, it was just an accident" I hugged him and at that moment Simon walked in with ice resting on his face.

I smiled sadly.

"My love, why are you crying? Will you tell daddy?" He put the ice down for a second and took Angelo's face in his hands.

"I hurt you daddy. But I didn't do it on purpose, I swear."

"baby, it's OK, it was just an accident" she kissed his head "I love you my son" she hugged him.

At that moment I took my phone and took a photo of my two loves.

"How cute you are, my loves"

"shall we go for breakfast? It's 9 o'clock in the morning," I said even though I was incredibly sleepy and I guessed Simon as well.

"Yes mum, I'm starving" he placed himself on my lap and I cautiously tried to get up.

"Love, do you want me to hold him?" Simon asked me.

"No my love, I can do it" I kissed his cheek and climbed down with Simon behind me and peanut in my arms.

We arrived in the kitchen and all had breakfast.

"I'm incredibly sleepy love" Simon hugged me sideways on the sofa.

"Me too" I rubbed my eyes.

He lay back and spread his legs so that I was lying on top of him with my back to him.
Peanut did the same to me, but rested his head and a little hand under his shirt on my breast, as he always does.
Since he was born, in fact, he rests a hand on my breast by putting his arm slightly under my shirt.
I think he does it as an affectionate sign.