Chapter 18

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Alex's POV
I finished the chapter I was reading of War and Peace and closed the book. John was in his office painting I believe so I climbed out of bed and walked downstairs to the room. The place looked like a museum. Art was hung on the crisp white walls except for one. A family portrait had been painted and framed and Polaroids were hung everywhere, which made me smile every time I came in here.

"Hey darlin." John looked up at me from his desk and set his pencil down. He smiled. 

"Hey. What are you drawing?" I asked as I stood behind his chair. He picked up the sketch book to show me a drawing of our kids. "John, this-this is beautiful." I said as I ran my hands over the paper.

"You like it?" I nodded. "I'm glad. You know, Phillip going to see a friend made me realize something. Our kids are growing up Alex. It's not long before they're in college." I sighed and rubbed his shoulders. He relaxed under my touch and leaned his head on my hand.

I sat on his lap and caressed his cheek before pecking his lips. "They're not leaving us anytime soon. I promise. Can we go get lunch somewhere? Just you, me, and Angelica?"

"I like the sound of that. How about you go tell Angelica to get ready while I wash the pencil off my hand." He kissed me and smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too. Now go wash up. I'll get Angelica." I walked back upstairs to the room next to mine with John on my feet. He entered our room while I entered my daughter's.

"Angelica, what are you doing?" I  chuckled at the brush stuck in her hair.

"Dad." She whined. "Look how knotty my hair is. My hairbrush is stuck. Can you help me?" She tugged on the brush and whimpered in pain.

"Don't do that. You're only making it worse. Do you have detangler or do I need to get your father's?"

"I have my own bottle. It's right there." She pointed to a small green bottle on her vanity and I grabbed it. She seemed to find relief in the coldness of the spray as it hit her scalp. It took some time but the brush finally came out and I finished brushing her hair for her.

"You look beautiful. Go get dressed so we can go eat somewhere. I'll be waiting here." I sat on her bed as she disappeared into her closet. Moments later she came out wearing some jeans and a cardigan.

"This good?" I nodded and she went into her bathroom to apply makeup.

"Honey. You don't need makeup." She looked at me in the mirror as I peeked into the bathroom. "You look beautiful without it." She put the foundation down and applied a swipe of mascara.

"You're right. Not everyone can be a pretty and hot as me." She grinned. I laughed and another voice did as well.

"Darlin, you only look hot because of me. But you do look gorgeous right now. Are you ready to go?" She nodded and John ushered us to the car.

Angelica's POV
My Bluetooth hooked up to the car the moment I got it. My dad didn't mind since all I would listen to was musicals. She Used to be Mine came on and I started singing. Without me realising, my dad turned the music down. I continued to sing and once the song ended, my dad spoke up.

"I'm sending this to the familia." I groaned. "Yes to Usnavi and them." I groaned even more and blushed. He laughed and soon the car stopped.

"Come on crazies. We're here." My Father got out of the car and walked to the front of the restaurant.

We were greeted by the hostess and were led to our table. My parents slid into one side of the booth while I got the other to myself. I pulled out my menu started looking for what I wanted.

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