Chapter Thirty Two

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Four Month Later.....

Waylon pov....

Molly is getting bigger by the day, we are having two boys and two girls. I am so excited to have more kids with my wife. Today is the day I am turning in my badge I am done jumping into danger. I have a family, I  am going to focus on my bar/ club that I just  opened my brother is turning in his badge.

He is going to help me, run it I want to spen time with my wife and kids. I have been working hard, on there rooms they will each have there own room.  Cause I don't  want them sharing a crib so they got there own room. They should be done before, the babies are due in roughly five months. 

About two months ago, Molly sister pulled a gun on me at the park when we had the kids out and about. A month before this happend I got my wife a gun and well lets just say.

Madison got shot in the head for pulling a gun on me, my wife told her many of times to put it down but she didn't  so when my wife heard the gun get cocked back. Molly shot and killed her, she dropped to the ground my wife told her lifeless body karma is a bit€h.

We explained what happen  and it was ruled as self defense. As for Madison boyfriend and his brother, they got sent to prison for life so it is finally over we can live peacefully unless my brother girl becomes a problem I know for sure that my pregnant wife will shot her no questions asked.

" Baby girl, I am going to turn in my badge."

" Okay  babe, I will see you when you get home."

He growls...

" Babies take care of mommy while I am gone."

" Dada."

I kiss Tadley and Isabella foreheads...

I give my wife a hot and passionate kiss and she does the same,  I rub her belly they  are kicking hard. I lick her bottom lip she opens her mouth and our tounges dance in  a fiery dance.  I squeeze her ass with my other hand that is not rubbing  hee belly.

" I love you baby."

" I love you too baby."

He walks out and Tadley and Isabella bust out crying...

I give them there toys to play with while in the heightchairs, they throw them on thr floor cause they are mad daddy is leaving. I hear the front door open and close, they cry louder, I pick them up and I try to bounce them and all they want is there daddy. I hope Waylon hurries back home. I silde them to there feet and they wobble some.

Three Hours Later..........

The kids are just starting to whine again, the front door open and closes.

" Baby I am home!"

" In the kitchen."

I hear his feet walk down the hall and steps into the kitchen, I probably look like shit I have been trying to keep the from crying but it only last for ten minutes or so.

" Baby are you okay?"

" Our kids, have been crying since you been gone."

He picks  them both up and they stop crying.

"How did you do that babe."

"They just missed there daddy."

She just  looks at me, I walk over to her  I sweetly kiss her and she does the same.

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