FIVE YEARS LATER
SMILE painted Braille’s lips when she watched the twins as they play on the lawn. They were in Casa Russo.
The kids requested an out-of-town celebration instead of a party in the pack territory. Since both of them done well in school, their request was granted.
Arms surround her torso followed by a kiss on the cheek, her eyes turned to her beautiful mate.
“Hi, sweetheart.”
“I miss you.”
She chuckled as she pulled her mate closer. She dropped a lingering kiss in her head. The smell of the lavender-scented shampoo assaulted her nose together with the whiff of sauce.
“You smell delicious.”
Natasha laughed before pulling away. The petite woman turned to the kids. Just a second later both of her wife’s hands were atop her hips. She already imagined the petite woma
