Jane's POV
I woke up to my son peck on my forehead. "Morning." He smiles, pointing at the door and went outside. I nodded.
I took a quick shower and dress in pants and sweatshirt. I walked out surprised.
"Sorry." I said as I got to where my son was, the kitchen.
"What took you so long, mom?" Niall whined. "I've made you breakfast." He pouted.
"Sorry, babe." I hug him tight.
"Okay." He pouted as he pour the syrup on my pancake.
"Thank you." I smile and take a bit grinning.
"Is it good?" He seem curious.
"Perfect." I brushed his hair. "Clever boy."
He blushed. "Thanks." He quickly ate it up. "Mom." He looked at me as he points the porch.
"What?" I turned to follow his finger that point at him. I mouthed 'why?'
He pointed at my son. I mentally slapped my head. He came here on weekdays to take my son to school. I opened the door and let him in.
"I'll wait in the car." He said, looking at my son.
"Okay." My son said as he quickly ate all his food and wear shoes.
"Be careful and good at school okay?" I brushed his hair and give him a peck.
"Okay mom." He got into the car and left waving at me from the window.
Niall's POV
"Hey, do you like my mom?" I asked.
"I do." He answered as he staring straight to the road.
"Are you guys going out?"
"Nope." He twitched a bit uncomfortably.
"Why you take care of me?" I eyed him weird.
"Cause she pay me to." He brusged it off.
"If she doesn't pay you to, you won't take care of me?" I pout.
"I'll still do if you want me to but between my job." He said looking at me dead serious, it's red now.
"You love me that much or my mom?" He turned to look at the road again, focusing.
"You and your mom."
"Fine, thanks."
"You're welcome." He smirked.
Jane's POV
"Hey, I'm back." A voice startled me.
"Uhm, hey." I stand still as I cut the fabric a quarter inch away from my pattern.
"Whose clothing is it now?" He slipped his hands trough my waist and hug me.
"Mine."
"Mmhh.... I like it." He sniffed my neck. "Mine."
I put the scissors down and put away his hands. "We're not going out and won't make out. He chuckled as he pinched my cheeks. "Please..." I took his hands and put it back to his side.
"You're so cute." He peck on my hair as I bow, lifting me up and turn around. My back plastered against the wall. He put my hands on his nape and grope my butt as he kiss me. "Kiss me back." I turned away.
"Please stop." He kiss my neck and licking it as he suck softly. "S....T....O....P...." I laughed, it's ticklish.
"Fine." He let go of me and smirked.
"What?" He laughed.
"Cutie...." He hug me again dearly.
I puckered my lips. "I'm not."
He laughed. "Uhm... Okay, cutie."
When he let go of me and I went to my bedroom, he head to the living room like something is on his mind. I wonder what is it.
