"The day you wanted me." I said smiling then kissing him.
I set the table and everything was ready. I heard the doorbell which brock was going to get it.
"Brock, did you cook?" Lucas asked walking into the kitchen.
"No, mom did." Mya said taking a sit at the table and pulling out her phone.
"Hey, sister in law." Darwin said taking a seat next to Duke.
"Hey, mom." Duke said.
"Mommy." Bree said.
"Bree, sit down." Turk said.
"Behavior." Brock said.
"Where's my baby brother?" Mya asked.
"Upstairs sleeping in his room." I said.
"Alright, let's have dinner." Brock said.
"Dinner!"
: : : :
All the kids were asleep which I was getting ready for bed. I was putting lotion on my body then I heard the door open seeing Brock.
"You need to take a shower." I said pointing to the bathroom.
"I'm going to." He said.
"Mhm, nasty you wasn't thinking about that when you first walked in." I said.
"How did you know?" He asked.
"I saw your dick jumped little bit in your pants." I answered.
"We could have sex. The kids are a sleep." He said.
"No, I'm tired." I said climbing into the bed.
"You're no fun." He said walking into the bathroom.
"I never was." I replied.
I heard him laugh then I got into bed wrapping the covers around me. A few minutes later, I felt his arms wrap around me.
"I love you, princess." He said.
"I love you, too but no sex." I said.
"Damn, it was worth the try." He said.
"Goodnight, Brock." I said turning the nightstand lamp off.
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TheDanielle the face you make you realize you're in a house filled with the messiest boys in the planet.
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MeakaFatu 😭😂poor you
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Confessional | Okay I was all up for Brock's brothers to be here but now I'm regretting it. They are just as worse has the little boys running around in this house and what makes it worse is that Brock joins in and I'm left looking like the bad guy.
"Clean up this kitchen." I told the boys.
"Babe, we're sorry." Brock said.
"No you're not. When I get back this house better be spotless or else." I said walking out of the house.
"God, he wants to have more kids." I said to myself getting in the car.
