MY Yellow

Chap - 7

Olivia's POV.

Soon, my brother left for his business trip, and it was just me, my kids, and the boys at home, eating lunch and messing around. After a while, the boys left, leaving only me and my kids in the house. I was making cookies with Ocean and River when the doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw Old Lani's son.

"Ummm... hi?" I said.

"Hi. May I come in?" he asked. I nodded and opened the door wider for him. Before I could say anything more, Ocean came running toward me, crying.

"Mommy! River threw the flour at me!" she sobbed as she clung to me. I picked her up and she buried her face in my shoulder, clearly upset. I sighed, momentarily forgetting about Old Lani's son, and called for my son.

"River... why did you throw flour at your sister?" I asked gently.

"I was just playing with her..." he mumbled, staring at the floor.

"Well, Ocean clearly didn't like that, so what do you think you should do?" I asked.

He walked over to his sister, stood on his tiptoes, and kissed her cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Ocean. I won't do it again," he said. Ocean sniffled, nodded, and then the two of them ran off to play as if nothing had happened. I smiled. They really were a handful, but they were my joy.

A small cough broke my thoughts. I turned around and saw Owen standing there awkwardly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I completely forgot you were here. Having twins is definitely not easy," I said. He nodded with a small smile.

"Please, come sit. I'll get you something to drink," I offered, but he lifted a hand to stop me.

"No, it's okay. I'm just here to deliver this. Mom told me to give it to you. There are some cupcakes for the kids," he said, handing me a box I hadn't even noticed him holding.

"Oh, tha—" I started, but Ocean suddenly came running back into the room and jumped straight onto Owen. He caught her quickly.

"Hiiiiii Olen!" she squealed with the brightest smile.

River walked over to me and folded his tiny arms, watching Owen with narrowed eyes.

"Hiiii, Ocean. How are you?" Owen asked, brushing a bit of flour off her cheek.

"Good! Me, River, and Mommy are making cookies. You should join us too!" she said, clapping excitedly.

Owen looked at me, silently asking for permission. I nodded.

"Why not, baby girl? Lead the way," he said, placing Ocean on his shoulder as she giggled happily.

"I don't like him..." River muttered under his breath as he followed them toward the kitchen. I couldn't help smiling. Always the overprotective big brother.