Alexandra Patricia Morgan, will you (and Charlie too), move in with me, Riley, and Max (you'll still have to continue to share part of the bed with him.)

I laugh and go to open the door.

"Is that a yes?" I hear and spin around.

There, I see Mack standing with her hands stuffed into her jacket pockets.

I squeal and wrap my arms around her.

I pull back and press my lips against hers, slipping my tongue into her mouth.

She moans and I smile into the kiss.

"Does that answer your question?" I ask.

"I mean, you kissed me like that when I didn't ask you to move in with me, so not really?"

I chuckle and shake my head.

"It's a yes, babe." I whisper.

She smiles and nods, "I love you."

I smile widely, "I love hearing you say that and I love you too."

She leans in and presses her lips against mine.

"Massage before or after dinner?" She whispers as she pulls back.

"Hmmm. Definitely before." As I snake my hands up her sides.

"Let's go, then." She says and grabs my hand.

She pauses at the door and starts searching her pockets.

"Need your key, babe." She says.

I chuckle, "I love you."

"I love you more."

Mack POV - April 2024

I yawn when I open my eyes.

I immediately see brunette hair and snuggle my nose into it, taking a deep breath.

I wrap my arms tighter and start scratching Alex's stomach lightly.

She starts to move and I smile, "Morning, honey."

She groans, "More sleep."

I chuckle, "Okay, but I wanted to-"

"Mommy!"

I turn and see Riley standing there, bedhead and all, but her pants are wet.

Tears well up in her eyes, "Mommy, I'm sorry! I promise that I went last night before bed. I promise!"

Alex rolls over and sits up, looking at Riley.

I stretch and stand up, "It's okay, Riley. I believe you. I'm not mad."

"Alex, you're not mad either?"

She stands up and walks over, throwing a sweatshirt on and grabbing her glasses.

"I'm not mad, Riley. We just have to clean you up."

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