Dangerous connection (Freenbecky)

Chapter 42 :

The days flowed by in a peaceful rhythm. Sam and Finley continued to grow, each milestone filling Freen and Becky with a sense of joy and pride. As they grew older, the twins began to develop their own personalities, bringing more fun, laughter, and challenges into their lives.

One morning, as Becky was feeding Finley in the living room, Freen walked in holding a little toy truck. Sam, who had recently started crawling with surprising speed, immediately crawled over to Freen's feet, his tiny hands reaching for the truck.

"Looks like someone wants his toy," Freen said with a grin, handing Sam the truck. "This is the beginning, buddy. I'll teach you everything you need to know about trucks."

Becky laughed from the couch, her heart swelling with happiness. "He's already obsessed with anything that moves," she said, watching Sam happily chew on the truck.

Freen smiled, walking over to Becky with Finley still in her arms. "They're so different, aren't they?" he whispered, brushing a strand of Becky's hair away from her face.

Becky nodded. "Yes, but they both have your heart, Bunny."

Freen leaned down and kissed her forehead, his heart swelling with love for her and their beautiful children. He thought about how much their lives had changed, how much they had grown together, and he couldn't imagine anything better than this.

As the months passed, the twins' bond with each other became evident. Sam was protective of his sister, and Finley had a mischievous side that made everyone laugh. The two were inseparable, always playing together and exploring the world around them.

One evening, Freen and Becky were sitting on the couch after putting the twins to bed. Becky rested her head on Freen's shoulder, her body relaxed in the warmth of his embrace.

"You know," Freen began, his voice soft, "I never thought I could love someone as much as I love you and the twins."

Becky smiled, her eyes sparkling as she lifted her head to look at him. "I feel the same way, Bunny. I never knew love could be this big."

Freen cupped her face gently in his hands, his gaze tender. "You've made me the happiest man in the world, Becbec. Thank you for giving me this family."

Becky's heart fluttered as she kissed him softly on the lips. "You've always been my happiness, Bunny."

Just then, they heard the sound of little footsteps in the hallway, followed by a small voice calling out, "Mommy, Daddy!"

The door to their bedroom opened, and Sam, with his messy hair and sleepy eyes, stood there, holding his stuffed bunny.

"I can't sleep," Sam said in his soft, innocent voice. "Can I sleep with you guys?"

Becky and Freen exchanged a smile, both their hearts melting at the sight of their little boy. "Of course, baby," Becky said, holding out her arms.

Sam crawled up into their bed, snuggling between them. Freen chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around both of them.

Soon after, Finley, who had been less of a night owl than her brother, wandered in, rubbing her eyes. "Daddy, Mommy, I can't find my blanket," she said with a pout.

Becky smiled. "It's right here, sweetie," she said, holding out Finley's favorite blanket, which was neatly folded at the foot of their bed.

Finley grinned and climbed into the bed, curling up against her mother's side. With the twins nestled in their arms, Freen and Becky exchanged a contented smile, knowing that this was the life they had always dreamed of.

"Goodnight, Mommy, Daddy," Sam mumbled, his eyes already fluttering closed.

"Goodnight, sweethearts," Becky whispered, kissing both of them on their foreheads.