"How are my favourite boys?" Valentina asked as she entered the living room, a smile lighting up her face as she took in the pair. Seb was sitting on the sofa, bouncing their three-month-old son in his lap, the two of them smiling.
"We're doing just dandy," Seb answered, sitting Diego on his lap. "How is our favourite girl?"
"I'm just dandy myself, dear Seb," she laughed, claiming the empty space besides Seb and reaching over to tickle her son's stomach. "Hey, little man."
Seb cleared his throat, drawing Val's gaze upwards to him. "I've been meaning to ask," he began, shifting to face her properly with Diego still in his arms. "Do you, maybe, want to go out with me this weekend? On a date?"
"That was the most awkward thing I've ever witnessed," she snorted, swatting him upside the head. "Of course I'll go on a date with you, Sebastian. Did you really think I'd say no? I don't let just any man sleep in my bed, you know."
"Just the father of your child."
have tried to write this chapter 73951 times but honestly am done now i hate it but oh whale