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22 Days Before

22 DAYS BEFORE

"P fairy bread?" Noah asks as he shoves his fairy bread towards my mouth. I shake my head.

"Noie's fairy bread." I watch his lip tremble as he tries not to cry while his food is still held out in front of my face. I lower my face so that my nose is level with his fairy bread, i narrow my eyes and he looks at me through his long lashes. I sniff it and run my tongue along the crust, only to be rewarded with his gorgeous giggle. I growl before taking a huge bite, while he bursts into a laughing fit. His eyes light up as i lunge towards him, swooping him up in my arms and showering his cheeks with kisses as i lay him on the carpet. He stands up and looks me in the eyes with a huge grin on this face.

"I love you P."

"I love you too munchkin," he leans forward and places a soft kiss on the edge of my nose before collapsing into my lap to watch the rest of his morning cartoons.

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I am so cosy, snuggled into Elliot on my couch watching P and Noah playing on the floor. They are so gorgeous and even though Peyton hasn't been with me very long, i feel like they are both my children. I love them equally as if they were my own flesh and blood. They are my light and i just can't imagine my life without them.

"What are you thinking about?" Elliot whispers into my head as i lay my head on his chest. I am nestled quite nicely between his legs and i've never felt so at peace.

"Just those two and how lucky and blessed I am to have them," i say as i move to lay on my side and drape my leg over one of his. His arms come down and wrap around me.

"You deserve it babe." He breathes out as we watch the two of them playing on the floor. I just can't help but smile."Babe."

"mmmmm," I'm so mesmorised by my children on the floor.

"We need to get ready to go to the park,"

"Urgh." I roll over so that i can bury my face in his shirt, "i don't wanna," i mumble as i hear him chuckle.

I feel too small hands smack my butt, i turn and peer out the corner of my eye at my beautiful son, who has a shining grin on his little face.

"Mama, we have to go to the park now!! Ice cream ! Ice cream! Ice cream!" he runs into his room, as Peyton follows giggling.

I look up at Elliot and fold my arms on his chest, "you see what you did." I raise an unimpressed eyebrow at him, i'm trying to be serious but i can't keep the small smirk from my face.

"Oh, and what did i do?" he says as he grabs me under my arms and pulls me up his body until my face is level with his. I place my hands on his shoulders and stare into his endless blue eyes, our noses just touching. My heart starts beating fast and my mind goes blank as all i can focus on is him. I pull myself closer to him, if that is even possible and wrap my arms around his neck. His hands glide down my sides and finish on my butt, as he too tries to pull us closer together.

I rest my lips on his before mumbling against them, "he's now going to want ice cream, and hes going to be bouncing off the walls all day," i place a soft kiss on his lips and continue, "which means he won't sleep tonight."

I feel Elliot smile beneath my lips, "what did you have in mind for tonight?" he mumbles teasingly, before running his tongue across my lips, i can't help but moan. He chuckles as he grabs hold of my ass and pulls us up into a sitting postion so that i am now in his lap. How he managed this, i dont know, as we never broke apart. I stare into his eyes a moment longer and see his eyes turn dark from want and it just sends heat straight through my body, and it's like the gates open up. My lips crash down onto his as one of his hands makes its way up to tangle in my hair. He runs his tongue along my lips again willing my mouth to open, i provide no protest as i open myself to him. I feel like a school girl, one so madly in love with the boy who will inevitably break her heart. Our tongues wrestle with each other and we moan in unison at the pure pleasure that i am sure is shooting through his body as well as mine. I capture his top lip as he lightly bites down on my bottom, i stare into his eyes as he brings my mouth back to his; before he runs his hand down and over my breast, causing me to moan into his mouth. I can't help myself as my body subconciously reacts to his, i find myself slowly grinding against him as our tongues continue to dance. He tastes like coffee and pancakes and I can't get enough.