WEST COAST 18+

Bonus Chapter

YES! Another one bc I love y'all

there's been a time jump, and excuse any errors.

W E S T C O A S T

Daniela smiled between kisses, her arms laced over Enrique's shoulders as he was positioned between her legs. It was around 9 o'clock at night, and they had just put the kids to bed. As his kisses trailed from her jaw to her neck, Daniela tried keeping her sighs of pleasure and giggles at a minimum.

They thought they finally were going to do adult things until the sound of faint knocking erupted in the room.

"Mommy?"

"Damn," Enrique kissed his teeth, grunting because he just got the panties off. "You think if we be quiet, he'll go away?"

"Go get the door!" Daniela grits out, Enrique huffing as he got off of her. He was this close to getting some. "We'll try tomorrow," she says, fixing her appearance and grabbing her shorts.

"Yeah, aight. We'll leave his lil ass in here and go to the guest room," Daniela knowing that would happen because it has. Unlocking the door and opening it to find his son, Sergio, staring up at him in his dinosaur pjs, "Why aren't you in bed?"

"I can't sleep," his six-year-old answers, rubbing his eye.

"I thought you were asleep," Daniela asks.

"I was, but I woke back up. I tried closing my eyes for a long time, but it didn't work," Sergio replies, walking around his father like he owned the room.

Daniela scoots over, "Lay with us for a little bit and see what happens."

Enrique rolls his eyes, leaving the door cracked because he for sure was going to get his son up out of here. "We gotta stop treating him like a baby."

"You're just saying that because you wanted me for yourself," Daniela replies, Enrique not caring how selfish it was.

"So? You're my woman. I deserve some alone time with you without this one," tapping his son's nose lightly and watching him smile, "interrupting."

"He'll be asleep in no time," Daniela assures, the three lying in bed before the door opens again. It was their eldest, Jasmine, coming in.

"Aye! Slumber party!" She cheers with her pillow in her hand.

Enrique rubs his hand down his face, "You're kidding."

Daniela's gaze follows her 13-year-old as she says, "It's been a minute since you slept in here. What's going on?"

"I was watching a scary movie and ran in here," hopping in bed beside her brother.

"Scary butt," Sergio taunts, Jasmine mushing him.

Daniela always knew she was clingy with Enrique and vice versa, but their children couldn't go a second without being with them. It made going on dates difficult because even as they took out time for themselves, their kids were blowing up their phones.

Sergio sits up to grab the remote at the end of the bed to find something to watch, catching his mother playing with Enrique's hair. He knitted his brows with a pout, "Mommy, why are you playing in Papi's hair?" You do that for me, not Papi."

He grabbed both of their attention, Enrique asking, "Jealous?"

"Yes. That's my mommy," Sergio says, climbing over Daniela's legs to squeeze in between them to split them up, but Enrique wasn't budging.

"She's my wife," Enrique replies, Sergio crossing his arms.

"So? She loves me more."

Enrique smirks, "I doubt it. I was here first."