“You’re too much, but I love it.” Harper giggles, followed by another bark. “Okay, I will meet you guys there. Love you!”
“Love you too babes, see you.” I end the call and place my phone in the back pocket of my jean shorts.
Everyone’s in the kitchen when I walk in. Hayes in his high chair, oatmeal in a bowl and he’s got a spoon in his mouth. Shiloh has one hand on his spoon as he shovels his own oatmeal in his mouth, while his other hand has a marker, forehead furrowed in concentration as he colors whatever picture in front of him.
Josie sits at the table with the boys, she’s making chewing motions to Hayes as he tries to mimic but realistically he’s just making a mess. Which is okay, he’s only seven months old and we just started to introduce solids with the baby led weaning method. When Josie told me that’s how she wanted to introduce foods, I spent that night looking up everything I could find on the subject. I joined groups on social media, and scrolled through there alone for an hour. They had so much information readily available. I haven’t told Josie or Monty this yet, but I bought a cookbook specifically for Hayes. It won’t be here until later this week, but I can’t wait to try new foods with him during the days.
“Good Morning!” I sing-song as I head toward the coffee machine. Monty is at the sink cleaning the pot that was used to make the oatmeal. I slide up next to him and may rub myself against him as I grab a coffee up.
His deep chocolate eyes connect with mine, and electricity sparks across my body as I watch him take me in. His pupils dilate with hunger as I walk backward away from him with an innocent smile on my face.
“Good morning little minx.” He says low enough for only me to hear, which just makes my smile wider. “The coffee just finished so it’s fresh.” He says a bit louder, rinsing off the pot and placing it in the dish rack.
“Perfect, thank you.” I tell him, turning around I fill my coffee three quarters of the way. Leaving enough room for me to add my sugar and creamer.
I hear the fridge open and close behind me, then there’s a presence behind me.
“Okay Shiloh, come with momma to brush your teeth and help me get Hayes cleaned up and changed.” Josie says, I hear the scrape of her chairas she stands up, I listen as they exit down the hallway. “Happy birthday Evie.” Josie hollers behind her, “we’re happy we get to spend it with you.”
My cheeks flush, “Thank you, I’m excited for today.” I shout back to her. When their footsteps are far enough away, hands grasp my hips and I’m spun around and pinned to the counter. A gasp leaves me as I look up at the man before me. His dirty blond hair is tossed up into the most deliciously sexy man bun. His hair has been growing out since Hayes was born, and I swear my panties were toast when I first saw him toss his hair up.
His hand creeps up my neck and his fingers tangle through my hair before he tugs it, causing my head to tilt back more. Leaning down his lips hover over mine, so close, yet so far. I can’t close the distance with the grip he has in my hair. A whimper begins to climb up my throat, as my hands trail up his front, before wrapping them around his neck, trying to pull him closer.
A deep chuckle rumbles through him and he shakes his head. “So impatient.” He quickly presses his lips to mine before continuing, “Happy birthday Evie”
A sigh leaves me, “Thank you, and for coming with me to the greenhouse this morning.” The need to thank them again for spending the day with me. I used to spend birthdays alone, with no one to celebrate with. I had pulled away from Harper at one point, and it’s not that she didn’t try. She called me multiple times, but I just ended up shutting my phone off and curled up with my kindle until it was time to make something to eat for Markus and I.
A firm squeeze on my hip brings me back to the present. To the very yummy man in front of me, and smile, his hand loosens in my hair.
“Where’d you go just now?” He asks, a hint of concern playing on his face.
“Oh, it’s nothing.” Pushing up on my toes I bring our mouths together again, grazing my tongue along the seam of his lips. Causing a quiet groan to leave him as he opens up and we fight for dominance, that I quickly give up when he pulls me into him before leaning down and lifting me ontothe counter. My arms tighten around his neck as he places me down, our tongues tangling together. My body heats, as I pulse between my legs.
Begrudgingly, Monty pulls away, running a hand down his face. “Fuck.” He says, and when I look down I see the very thick outline of Monty’s cock pressing against his sweats.
We all haven’t had much time alone together. It’s hard when you have two littles around, and usually by the end of the day we’re all exhausted and just end up enjoying each other's presence. Watching movies, and snuggling on the couch.
We take turns distracting the kids for short periods of time to allow for some sneak away time, but it never goes past some heavy petting. Like how Josie did just now, the other day Monty came home early and took the boys for a walk and I surprised Josie after her last appointment. Backing her up to the couch and climbing into her lap, kissing and grinding on top of her, I left there with a wet spot in my leggings.
We haven’t had the alone time to do anything more than that unfortunately, but I’m hoping that changes soon.
I hop off the counter and continue to mix my coffee with the creamer Monty brought me. When my coffee is the color of toffee and I add my sugar I turn around as I mix it.
My eyes zero in on a gift bag that’s sitting on the island and I raise my brow to Monty in question.
He shrugs, rubbing the back of his neck, “We got you a little something. Wait until Josie gets back before you open it though please.”
“Yeah of course.” I give him a smile, but my mind begins to go a million miles a minute. This is too much, they didn’t have to get me anything. “You guys spending the day with me is enough, you know. I don’t need anything.”
Before Monty can say anything else, Josie is entering the kitchen again with Hayes on her hip and Shiloh racing around her.
“Happy Birthday Evie!” he shouts as he launches himself at me. I have just enough time to put my coffee cup down before readying myself to catch him.
“Oh thank you, Loh.” I squeeze him, “are you excited to go to the greenhouse with me? I looked online and they have some kid activities that you can do there.”
He pulls away from me and smiles, “yeah? Like what!”
I pull out my phone and type in the local nursery we’re going to. Directing the site until I land on thekid zonesection. I’m surprised when I see they actually have a petting zoo on the property, where you can feed the animals. That doesn’t interest Shiloh, I mean when your uncle is a vet with his own hobby farm, I don’t blame him. What really catches his attention is this big thing called a pillow jumper. It’s this big hill type thing that’s on the property that kids can jump on. It’s like a trampoline in the ground but it has air in it.
