The Bad Boy Inside the Chicken Suit ✔ [BOOK 1]

Extra Chapter = 100

Hey guys! So this is an extra chapter for the first 100 votes, I hope you guys would enjoy it XD

-I missed writing this with Chloe and Langston!

This is 3 years after the epilogue.

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"What are you doing?" I asked Langston as he takes off his shirt which completely shows off his leaner abs.

"Stripping." He winked,

"Why are you stripping?" I took a step back, ready to run to the door.

"Oh you know," He smirked his infamous smirk, "This."

I shrieked as loud as I could as he shot his water gun on my face.

"Langston, stop that!"

I heard a laugh beside me and saw my own son holding his own water gun. "Charlie, baby, help mommy!'

He looked at me with a worried face for a second, before it turned into a smirk like his dad's and started shooting me with his own water gun.

Damn it.

"Guys!" I chuckled, before rolling on the floor and straight to Langston's back. "Give me that!" I tried pulling the gun out of Langston's hand, but as usual, I failed.

"MA! THAT'S CHEATING!" I heard a shout from behind me before I felt something wet on my back.

Damn it.

"Charlie! If you'll help me, I'll give you an extra bowl of Mac and Cheese!"

Charlie stopped for a second while Langston laughed, "Now that's cheating!"

I smirked knowing my little angel cannot resist the power of Mac and Che-

"Daddy can do that for me!" Charlie shouted as he kept on shooting me with water.

DAMN IT.

I jumped off Langston's back and did one thing any person who's at my place would do. Run!

I ran towards the door and opened it.

Wait, it's locked?

"Looking for this?" I heard his annoying voice which made me turn around and glare, "Langston..."

"Chloe..." He smirked back.

"Charlie..." Charlie added while grinning.

His smile is so adorable.

Charlie is like the replica of Langston as he gets older, the only thing that proves that he's my son is probably because of his personality!

-he'll be a heartbreaker one day...

"Hey grandma, stop daydreaming!"

I jumped from shock and glared at Langston, "I'm not a grandma, grandpa."

"We have the same age."

"How old are you?"

"Definitely not older than you."

"Nah, with your wrinkles and all, I think you're older than my grandpa."

"I'm 32, hun."

"Ha! You're older than my grandpa when he was 28!"

He was about to say something back when a flash of blue passed by and hit his face.

I heard a cute chuckle and turned around, seeing my son holding a lot of water balloons.

Oh no...

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