A/N: Last Chapter. (I didn't write about the honeymoon because I couldn't think of anything.)
Your POV
The Last Week of 3 week Honeymoon...
"Mommy, Bri be mean," Bella said into the phone sighing dramatically.
"How is she being mean, baby?" I asked her as I rubbed my eyes.
"She won' let me eat cake ," she said and I chuckled.
"Baby, it's too early for cake. I'll give you some cake later," Bri told her making her whine.
"Is ne'er early fo' cake, right, mommy?" Bella asked.
"I mean, you are right. It's eight o'clock in the morning though. You can have cake after you eat lunch today, okay?" I told her.
"Okay, mommy. I go back to s'eep," she mumbled.
"I love you," I told her.
"I love you, mommy," she replied and hung up the phone.
"Three times in one day," Normani said coming into the kitchen area.
"I know, but I understand why. I barely ever leave them. They're always with me."
"I know. We have a week left until they're back in our bed kicking us in their sleep," she said making me laugh.
"I miss my babies," I said pulling her towards me and she smiled.
"So do I, but I do like having you to myself," she said holding my face before giving me a kiss.
"I've definitely enjoyed having you to myself," I told her and started to untied her robe. She slipped it off and she grabbed my hands and pulled me up.
"Kitchen sex?" she asked and I nodded.
"Can cross this off my bucket list," I told her.
"On your knees," she commanded.
"You're so cute think you're in charge," I told her pulling her to me to kiss her.
"I wanna be in control," she whined.
"Okay, baby. You can be in control," I told her and she smiled before going back to having a straight face.
"On your knees," she said. I got out of the chair and got on my knees.
"What do you want me to do?" I asked her. She threw her leg over my shoulder and rested her hand on top of my head.
"Make me cum," she replied and I did as I was told. After I made her cum and had bent her over the countertop, we showered and were about take a nap.
My phone started and I reached over to answer it.
"Mama, Bella is having a bad allergic reaction and I don't know where here Epipen is," Bri said in a hurry about to cry.
"In the medicine cabinet, bottom shelf on the right, baby. Calm down, baby. I don't want you having a panic attack," I told her. She got the Epipen and ran over to Bella, who was wheezing loudly.
"Do I stick her in the thigh?" she asked me.
"Yes, baby," I replied. She did that and I could hear Bri's breathing picking up.
