Kyra (Completed)

Epilogue 1.

Kyra

"One, two..."

"Three!" I nodded. "Four, five, six..."

"Sev." I shook my head no. "Seven babe,"

"Seven." She repeated.

"Eight, nine, ten..."

She shrugged her tiny shoulders and I laughed. "It's eleven Reese Cup," I said closing her book and scooping her into my arms.

"Eleven." I nodded. I put her book into the bookcase and made my way into her closet. I was trying to see if she had a favorite color. She was gaining her own personality and I wanted to figure out what she likes.

"What color are you wearing today?" I asked as we stood, I front of the color wheel. Reese has so many clothes to choose from, so I let her have a little input on her daily outfits. I put a color wheel on the wall in her closet and every morning I ask her to point to the color she wants to wear that day.

She pointed to the yellow block and I nodded before giving her a bath. I'm pretty positive Reese's favorite color is blue. She likes wearing blues.

I picked out a pretty, flowy, yellow tank top with a thin, white cardigan and tan shorts. I got her some cute yellow and white polka dot sandals and got her dressed before starting on her hair.

When I had Josh, I thought he had a lot of hair, but Reese was a whole other ball game. It was long and wavy/curly like mine. Luckily for me, she didn't mind getting her hair done.

I wrapped her hair in a cute bun and slid her gold charm bracelet on her little wrist.

"Daddy?" Reese questioned, running her tiny fingers through my hair. My babies loved to play in my hair for some reason. "Daddy's not here. He'll be back soon." I said kissing her cheek.

Cam was taking us to Disneyland. He and Josh had gone out to get gas for the ride, but I wasn't sure if Josh was dressed. I hope Cam made him take a bath before they left. That just takes up extra time.

I helped Reese into her chair, and she watched as I cut up some apples and laid them in from of her along with some dry cereal. Josh walked in the kitchen and waved.

"What's for breakfast?"

"How does pancakes sound? Cause if not, cereal is in the pantry."

"Chocolate chips and whipped cream?" I nodded and sat his food in front of him. "I even cut it up for you babe." He licked his lips and grabbed his fork.

I started to make me and Cam's plates, making sure to give him a lot since his skinny ass can eat. I sat our food on the table and went to put all the dishes in the sink. His wet lips connected to my cheek and I smiled.

"Foods on the table." I announced, turning around. His lips connected to mine and I moaned as his hands slid down my body. "Can I eat you instead?" He mumbled lowly.

I bit his lip and watched it pop back into place. "Later... But for now, eat what I cooked." I smacked his butt and he kissed his teeth. "Kyra." He warned.

He hated when I did that, he thought it was-"Gay!" Josh yelled.

I grilled him and sat down at the table next to Cam. "I don't like that word Josh. Don't use it." I scolded.

"But, daddy calls uncle Austin gay all the time!" He protested crossing his arms. I laughed. "And he's wrong too. Next time he says it. You tell him to stop. Kay, babe?" Josh nodded and I ruffled his hair.

"Aren't you happy you cut that bush off Josh?" Cam asked frowning. Josh shrugged. "I don't know, I kind of miss my hair."

"I don't, I used to have to braid it. I think you look very handsome baby. "I smiled and rubbed his soft curls. Instead of that bush, Josh now rocked a cut fade with a part.