only angel

conference room

5054 Words

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Harry

"Hey, do you have games?" I asked the 4 year old next to me who held an iPhone in his tiny hands, paying no attention to me or any of the children screaming around us.

I somehow was stuck with all the children while everyone else did their own things. I had no problem with Grace's family, they're just a little more wild than I expected.

"Don't touch that it's fragile-"

And the lamp fell to the floor, shattering into millions of tiny bits. The children continued running around as I sighed and cleaned up the mess on the marble floor.

I tried to calm all the kids down, but they just yelled at me and didn't exactly listen to what I was trying to get across to them. At this point, I'm surprised no one has died yet or have been seriously hurt.

"Are you serious?" Grace stomped into the living room and all the children immediately silenced, frozen in their spots as they stared at my infuriated girl who clearly wasn't in the mood to deal with all these kids.

Grace helped clean up the rest of the mess while I stood back and admired the sight of her ass in the tight, fitted white dress I got her.

She scolded the children for making the mess before turning to me and smacking the back of my head for staring at her ass instead of helping her.

She left the room again to help her mother take care of the dinner and I sat on the couch before Isabelle jumped onto my lap and hugged me tightly, Charlotte soon joined after and so did a bunch of other children. They all hung onto my limbs tightly as I tried to get off the couch and walk.

Gemma walked by the living room while typing away on her phone and looked up at me, unfazed by the sight in front of her. She continued walking, ignoring my plea for help that was overshadowed by the laughter of the children.

Grace's cousin Amira entered the room shortly after and informed us that dinner was ready. All the kids jumped off of me, making me lose balance and toppling over onto the floor. They children trampled over my limp body as they rushed to the dining room.

I got up and brushed off my clothes and heading into the dining room where Grace was helping the children and serving them food. Watching her getting along with all the kids here made me smile and imagine how she would be if we ever had kids together.

Grace's grandmother looked like she was struggling to serve herself so I immediately rushed to her side and helped her. She was an incredibly kind woman and had a killer sense of humor. Her husband, Ronald, was almost the same. He was a grounded man that came off as intimidating, but was kind like his wife and had an interesting sense of humor.

They sat by me at the table while Adam sat on the other side of me, the whole dinner was full of funny family stories and at one point I was almost on the verge of crying.

I tried to find Grace, but she was almost nowhere in sight. Suddenly, Adam got up from his seat and headed to another seat, Grace replaced him and collapsed into the seat with her plate of food.

She looked exhausted, but still managed to keep her beautiful smile while contributing to the discussions and stories going around the table.