I must say, I was surprised at Derrick when I saw that he had taken the time to 'cook' that amazing breakfast. Despite him admitting to having a little extra help. I'm sure Kyle enjoyed the meal as well considering the floor, this time, only had a minimal layer if food covering it.
I went to take his bib off and lifted him from his highchair. After I placed him into my hip I kissed his cheek, "Grab your bowl", I told him in my baby voice while I leaned down to let him reach for it. He picked it up without hesitation and slapped his syrup stained across my cheek.
Apparently Derrick saw from across the kitchen and couldn't help but giggle. I stared him down playfully knowing that I would definitely be punishing him tonight. I turned swiftly to the sink and Rosa, one of the housekeepers, took our dishes and gave both. Kyle and I a kiss on the cheek. "Merci Rosa", I said to her knowing she only spoke French. She gave a chuckle and turned back to the sink.
"Let's go grab your bag for grandma's", I said to him. I started towards the stairs and made my way up. About halfway up I heard Derrick's large feet stomping up behind us. So, I tried as fast as I could to run the rest of the way. Kyle bounced up and down on my hip while laughing uncontrolably.
I looked back to see Derrick acting like he couldn't run quick enough. I couldn't help but laugh I how silly he looked trying to fake it all. As soon as we got down the hall I ran into Kyle's room and shut the door. I sat Kyle gently onto his play mat and leaned over to catch my breath. "Little boy, you not as light as you use to be", all he did was giggle and roll back and forth across the mat.
After I finally regained my composure, I turned to the window to grab Kyle's bag. Just as I turned, Derrick barged in and grabbed a hold of my waist. I then felt a rush of air and realized that I was now being pinned to the floor and tickled to death. I hated being tickled and Derrick knew this. But seeing Kyle make failed attempts to do what daddy was doing was too much to pass up. I simple laughed even harder.
I pleaded in between breaths for them to stop which only made the go harder. When they did stop, Derrick fell directly on top of me. "UMF", I grunted. And to finish it all off, he kissed my cheek and walked out of the room.
Sorry, I really havent had time to sit down and update. But, I've already started writing for chapter 3 soooooooo. Kyle's outfit is in the comments for this chapter!!
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Some Nerve
RomanceDerrick Rose: Husband, Father, and point guard for the Chicago Bulls. Melanie Hoffman-Rose: Wife, Mother, World-Renowned model, actress, and singer. Will Mel and Derrick's marriage keep strong, or will they find themselves in a bind when the Bulls...