Kitten

Bonus chapter

20 years later

James

"Have you got your passport, suncream, bikinis and condoms".

"Jesus Mum!" Lyla groaned and covered her flaming cheeks.

"She's right Lyla! I don't want my baby to come home pregnant from her first holiday away with her boyfriend".

I couldn't help but laugh at Lily and more so Alexander. He was one hell of a protective dad. More than me at times. Honestly, Alexander at first didn't seem like the type to want kids or many at least. Little did I know that they'd end up having 6. He was the most loving and protective dad and I was lucky to have him as a son in law.

I was sat in their kitchen watching my gorgeous wife cook her famous beef stew for the whole family. I couldn't take my eyes off of her as she hummed happily to herself as she started to spoon cake mixture into the paper cases for the cupcakes she'd always make for the children.

"Oh hallelujah, Jared is here. Hey babe, shall we go?".

Isabella's head turned towards the door and squinted her eyes. I watched in amusement as she grabbed the large baguette she was yet to cut up for lunch and rushed out of the kitchen.

"O-Okay, goodbye Mr and Mrs Powell. See you in a week".

"Oi! Pretty boy" Isabella yelled.

I crept towards the kitchen door and watched from the corner. Jared, Lyla's boyfriend was staring at my wife with a face full of fear as she held the very large baguette up like a sword and glared at him.

"If you hurt my granddaughter, I'll shove this french baguette right up your ass. Is that clear?".

Jared stuttered out a shaky response and nodded at Isabella's remark.

Trust my wife to scare the crap out of a young boy.

I've been married to this woman for over 50 years and she still scares the shit out of me. She is one hell of a crazy lady, but she was my crazy lady.

I quickly ran back into the kitchen and sat down on the chair I was on and watched Isabella stroll back in mumbling to herself that it would be a waste of a baguette if it had to come down to it. She slammed the baguette down and turned her attention back to the cupcakes mumbling to herself frantically.

A small meow came from down by my feet and I grimaced at their cat as it brushed up against my legs. I once liked cats, but Lily and Alexander's previous cat had wreaked havoc on my wardrobe and ripped up my very expensive Armani suits. Since then, I have despised all cats. My dogs were not as reckless and savage as these creatures, apart from Milo of course.

"Get off me Tubby or I'll put you in Isabella's stew".

"James! How dare you threaten Tubby! Do you want this baguette up your ass too?".

Isabella glared at me whilst holding up the very large baguette with a serious expression.

"N-no. Nice kitty". Tubby mewled up at me before walking away.

The kitchen fell silent for a couple of minutes as Isabella continued working on the cakes she was making. She hummed happily as she placed the tray into the oven before walking over to start washing up.

"Baby, come and sit down. Take a rest, you've been working all morning".

Isabella spun around and smiled at me whilst shaking her head.

"It's alright. I love to cook for the whole family".

"Well at least let me help you".

"Nope. I know you James. You pick and then it turns into spoonfuls and then it turns into bowlfuls and then eventually there'll be nothing left for the family. You are notorious for that James Richardson".