Chapter Sixteen

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Okay, so this chapter's gonna be in Shannon's Point of view , something different since I'm kind of having writers block for the kids rn. ugh enjoy.

Another load of dirty fucking laundry. On the way down to the basement, I stopped in the living room and turned on the stereo. Basically how my day is gonna go today , cleaning until the kids come home and make the place messy again. I picked the basket of clothes back up and walked to the basement door and I faintly heard "Would U Love Me?" playing. I shook my head and started the washer as i put Eli's clothes in. When I finished that, I took the clothes from the dryer and folded them. I went back up stairs and took out stuff for dinner. I sat in the living room and folded towels, sheets, blankets, etc.. I heard the front door open and close.

"Babe? Where are ya?"

"In here."

I called out. Luke came into view and I smiled. He had bags in his hands and he set them next to the couch except for a pink striped Victoria's secret one. I smirked and continued folding. He put his hand in the bag and out came a black see-through nightie. I laughed and he pulled out a matching thong. I shook my head.

"All these years of being together and you still buy me underwear."

He winked and laughed.

"I missed ya. Oh look what I got for Gab."

He said as he picked up another bag. He pulled out a black t-shirt and unfolded it. The shirt had his picture on it and the quote "Look out boys, this is what my daddy looks like!"

"Luke! Why would you buy her that?!"

"So she can't get any boyfriends, duh."

I shook my head and scoffed. 

"You do that a lot."

"Do what?"

"Shake your head."

"You cause me to shake my head!"

I laughed.

"Daresunday in two days."

I groaned. 

"I hate when you guys do those."

"yeah but the best one was when we broke the treadmill unintentionally."

"Yeah, that was pretty funny."

"had to be one of the funniest one's."

"No, I liked the water-pressure tattoo challenge. That one was my favorite." 

"I still have that mark on my back from when Beau beat me at Paint pong."

"He threw up and didn't even have to eat anything."

"He throws up from laughing."

Luke laughed picking a blanket out of the basket and folding it.

"What do you want for dinner?"

I asked as I put the blankets in the hall closet.

"I dunno, I'll probably just pick something up from the supermarket."

"Okay, why don't we both go?"

"If ya want."

"I want"

I said laughing. I went upstairs and put away the towels in the hall closet.

"Time to show some skin."

He called from the bedroom.

"No no no no."

He groaned and I laughed. I walked in the room and found him in just his boxers. I smirked and grabbed his booty while i walked past him. He screeched like a little girl and I laughed. I sat on the bed and put on socks and my sneakers. I stood and bent over to put my hair up in a tall ponytail. Luke stood behind me and grabbed my waist. I stood and wrapped the hairy around my hair and walked towards the mirror.

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