The Driver (Completed)

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( Alison )

i go into the kitchen and notice gabriel sitting on his usual spot waiting for me to make him breakfast.

a barely audible sigh escape my mouth as i grab the ingredients from the fridge.

''mommy?'' gabriel asks. i glance at him and he continues. ''what you two do up theje?''

''what do you mean?''  i keep my focus on the frying pan, not catching up with what he just asked.

''why you sleep on top of mom?'' he asks, and this time i react.

i turn around and meet his confused brown eyes. i'm about to answer when emily enters the kitchen and sits down next to gabriel.

''you want help with that, babe?'' emily asks.

i smile and direct my attention back to the pancakes. ''no thanks.''

''you alright, little man?'' i hear her ask our son.

''i just wondej why mommy weje on top of you.'' he simply answers.

i tilt my head to the side and catch emily's speechless face.

''so.. it's practice today, right?'' i change the subject as i put the pancakes on a plate and place it on the table. i give emily a signal so she can catch up.

she nods discreetly at me. ''yeah. the team are going to meet the sharks tomorrow. i need to prepare them so they for sure give one hundred percent.''

''oh that sounds like a tough job.'' i say, keeping the conversation rolling, and hopefully gabriel will forget what he asked us.

emily groans. ''it's really tough. especially since the lions are the team i started my career in.''

i smile and walk up to her, giving her a sweet kiss on the lips. ''it'll be great.''

''ejw! answej me!'' gabriel shouts from his seat.

emily sighs and lean over the table. ''adult secret.'' i hear her whisper.

gabriel's eyes drop to his plate as he starts to eat.

''there's another thing i've wanted to ask you, emily.'' i say and sit down in her lap. ''i'm wondering if you can take gabriel with you to the stadium today. i have to go visit aria in an hour.''

emily shrugs. ''i guess i can. you wanna come with me, gabe?''

gabriel smiles widely and nods. ''i wanna djive too.''

my eyes meet emily's and we both chuckle. ''sorry little man, not today.'' emily says. ''you're coming to pick him up later?'' she asks me.

i nod. ''yeah, i'd be there by 3.''

''sounds good. come on gabe, go change clothes so we can get going.'' emily says.

with a smile i lean in and kiss her a last time before getting off her lap. her hand connects with my ass as i lean over the table to clean it.

i gasp and look at her. ''did you just slap my ass, fields?''

she smirks and walks past me. ''maybe.'' she winks and walks out in the hallway.

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A/N: is this story still interesting or should i stop?

(unedited)