Narrative POV
"We don't want to go home." The twins pouted, crossing their arms as Delilah washed off the plates that they ate their waffles, eggs, and bacon from.
"You guys can always come back and stay with us another time." Delilah gave the girls a warm hug as the doorbell rang.
"Hey Lance." D hugged her partner's brother before handing him his children's bag.
"Ready, girls?" Lance asked Tara and Tamara. The little ones shook their heads in disagreement.
"We want to stay with Delilah." Tamara stated, wrapping her arms around Delilah as her sister did the same.
"How about this." D spoke, gently holding the girls by their shoulders. "Lucas and I will take you guys Trick-or-Treating." Lila said.
The twins faces lit up in joy as they agreed to her compromise.
"Thank you." Lance mouthed as his daughters ran over to him after putting on their jackets.
"Bye-Bye!" The girls exclaimed as she closed the door behind them.
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"I miss them already." Delilah pouted as Lucas cradled her on the leather couch.
"I told you that they'd love you." He placed a chaste up on her temple after moving the braids from her face. She smiled to the touch of his warm lips tough the soft skin of her forehead.
"I told them that we'd take them trick-or-treating." Lila told Luke, playing with his cotton shirt. He nodded.
"How's your leg today?" He asked, taking her leg gently into his lap.
"It's okay. I feel good today actually." She flashed him a child-like grin.
"That's great, baby girl." Lucas began to massage her left calf.
"I appreciate all you've done and do for me.... even though I attempted to make you break up with me yesterday." She stated jokingly yet, she was serious.
"I'd walk over a bed of scolding hot coal in slow motion barefoot for you, Lila." Lucas chuckled as she adjusted herself in front of him. Now they both were sitting "criss-cross apple sauce".
"Shit, I don't think I would do that for you." She mumbled as she laughed.
"What'd you say?" Lucas playfully scolded her, propping himself up with is arms.
"I said 'I don't think I would do that for you'." She folded her arms across her chest and admired his chiseled biceps and protruding arm veins. She always had a fetish for hard showing veins in arms and some times legs of a man, especially, her own.
Lucas flexed his biceps as he knew his mate was starring them down.
"Can you stop it?" She laughed through her nose, and rolled her eyes.
"Stop what?" He asked, even though they both knew what he was doing. Flexing his muscles again, he did a faux stretch, making his muscles show more. He even added in a fake yawn for effect.
"You're such a tease, stop it." She giggled swatting at the barb wire tattoo around his left bicep. He gave her a boyish grin, just slightly revealing his canine teeth which were sharp. His pearly whites looked as if they were glistening as the sun rays from the near-by window beamed through into their conversation.
After the smile, the conversation went dark. They didn't speak to one another after their little joke session. They just sat there, face to face yet, looking at everything else in the living room besides each other.
