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"you sure? i heard some noises." she said taking a sip of her coffee.

"no no, we were about to, but then alanna walked in and-"

"she walked in on y'all?!" keke yelled.

"shhh, girl keep it down. i don't want your mom judging me."

"my mom? she would never."

"whatever you say, but we weren't naked or anything. zion was just kissing me and-"

"and she saw zion on top of you.." she finished for me.

i nodded and sighed.

"yeah...and i'm hoping she won't ask questions. i mean, she's only 3. she can't be seeing that stuff and-"

"hopefully, she forgot she saw anything."

"i hope so, but she's a kid. kids are curious and-"

"hello, my beautiful family, girl and other girl!" zion yelled.

"don't sweat it. talk to zion." she patted me on the back and walked away.

"idiot."

"scum." they said as they walked passed each other. siblings huh?

"hey, baby." he kissed me. i wasn't really into it, i was just focused on alanna and all the questions she could possibly ask.

"hello? you good?" zion asked.

"huh? sorry, i was just thinking."

"about what?"

i put my coffee down and dragged zion upstairs.

"we'll be right back!" i said.

when we got into our room, i shut the door.

"what's up?" he asked with his hands out.

"you know...last night when we were about to...ya know." he nodded.

"well, alanna walked in on us and you were on top of me and i don't know if her little three year old mins can-"

"that's what you're afraid of? she didn't see anything."

"but she did though." he sighed and his hands on his hips.

"what did she see then?"

"she saw daddy on top of mommy kissing. look, zion she's young and-"

"yes, i understand where you're coming from, but she probably already forgot." he placed his hands on my shoulders.

"i hope you're right, because i don't wanna explain to her-"

"if she doesn't forget and she asks us, then you can just say mommy and daddy were just kissing. little kids think that stuff is gross anyway."

"me? you aren't gonna help me?"

"i'm not the one tripping over this." i rolled my eyes.

"fine, whatever. let's go downstairs." i took his hand and dragged him downstairs.

after, i made breakfast for everyone and we sat down at the table as a family.

"here's your orange juice, sweetie." i gave alanna her bottle.

"thank you, mommy." she said.

"you're welcome." the table fell silent until...

"mommy?"

"yes, baby?"

"what were you and daddy doing last night?" i dropped my fork on my plate. i immediately look at zion and saw that he kept a poker face. elom spit out his juice, but you can tell he was trying not to laugh.