10 YEARS LATER
“I can’t believe you’re late!! I told you. Be finished work for 2pm no excuses.” I huff out at Lucas as he comes into the kitchen, grabbing my waist from behind.
“Oh how I love it when you boss my around, little soldier.” he says landing gentle kisses on my shoulder sending shivers down my spine.
“Stop trying to distract me. Alpha!” I say as I spin around and smack his hard chest.
“Relax Ma’am, I’m late because I went to collect this.” he says handing me the large cardboard box containing the birthday cake shaped like a football.
“Oh great! He’s going to love it!” I squeal as I begin to put the candles on.
I send Lucas out to the garden to find our son Zack and round up the rest of the kids to sing happy birthday.
Making my way out to the garden with the cake, I
