Bestfriend or Best Lover

FIFTY EIGHT: ISSUES

Belle's POV

I packed my own lunch last night and sit down to open it up. When I get settled I take a bite of my sandwich and wipe my mouth. I can't help but wonder if Arden is enjoying the one I'd packed for him. I've loved packing my guy's lunch since the twins started school. I've been coming up with new and different ideas every day. Today's is tuna with cranberry and pecans. They all like it so I gave it a go and it turned out amazing. As much as possible I wanted to be hands on with my man and kids. I let Martha handle other household chores. But now, I wonder if I'll have time to find something new to make for tomorrow.

It's my first day and I've already been asked to stay late. I understand, this place is a mess. No wonder they had to hire a new director besides taking me in again as the VP. It's chaos and needs a complete restructuring.

I was excited when I started this morning feeling like I had a purpose after everyone else was off for their day. I had something to fill my day and thought I'd be contributing to something. Now, after spending the morning down in the file of paperwork's, I think I'm bored and not really enjoying what I'm doing.

I close my eyes and shake my head. This is my first day and I'm already second-guessing it. I need to dive into this. I can't just give up so easily. I need to give this all I have and try to be positive. Sure, I'm a little disappointed that I won't be the one to greet the twins when they get home from school. Arden said he'd pick them up, which means he'll be home early tonight, something that hasn't been the norm lately. I'm just sulking because I'm missing those moments, but it won't always be like this.

Arden came around a lot faster to me going back to work full time than I thought he would. Even today when I told him I might need to stay late he jumped at the chance to pick the twins up for me. He was super possessive of me last night and I can still feel him between my legs, but overall he's been really supportive.

Picking up my phone, I smile when I see a text from my husband asking me where I keep the kids' art supplies. Apparently, they're working on a school project. I text him back where he can find them, wondering how big of a mess they're about to make. I finish my food while searching the internet for new recipes. When I find one I like, I save it before I clean up my lunch.

A new text from Arden dings on my phone. It's a picture of the twins sitting at the dining table working on posters. At the top it says All About Me. My heart drops a little. I love the picture. My twins are the most adorable little kids in the world, and I'm sad I'm missing this moment.

I reassure myself that they're getting some one-on-one time with their dad right now. That I don't need to be by their side at every waking moment. They're growing up, even if it's faster than I want them to.

I send back heart emojis and tell Arden to tell them I love them and will be home soon.

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Arden's POV

The twins come downstairs and Adi rush down and sit at the table before thanking his mother and Martha for breakfast and then inhaling his food. She's taught him well.

Our daughter Blair is the princess of the house and taking her time going down the stairs, she comes bouncing down with a brush in one hand and bow in the other. I sit down at the table and she comes to stand in front of me as I brush out her tangles and then clip in her bow.

"Thank you, Handsome Daddy," she says and kisses me on the cheek before she goes to her seat.

"Handsome Daddy?" Belle queries, crossing her arms and popping her hip out.

I reach out and grab her, pulling her into my lap. "It was something we came up with last night. When I was reading her bedtime story."

"Daddy said you'd like it," Blair says then winks at me.