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Jan 27, 2015 09:15AM
"Oh my god!" She laughed and watched. "Wow, we're so young." Kaya smiled and touched his shoulder. She was wearing a bra and a thong and her tights.
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She peeled off her tights and looked up at him. "Because we're adults now. We have kids. We're not teenagers anymore." She shrugged. "When we have sex we kiss like that." She noted.
"Now we can watch our children fall in love. Which is surprisingly a wonderful to see." Kaya smiled and slipped her bra off under her shirt and tossed it into the hamper.
She smiled and kissed his nose. "I love you to. Oh, you have to take Melody to the eye doctors tomorrow."
((Yes sir)) The next morning, Kaya in the shower. Caroline has been up since seven with Noah, and was now in the living room with him, watching tv. Melody was getting ready in her room and Brandon and Alexis were still sleeping. It was around nine in the morning.
"Brandon has lacrosse practice at twelve and I have to get my manuscript into the office by three." She told him while changing.
"Kay." She smiled and dashed upstairs."Hey dad." Caroline yawned from the living room, holding Noah to her chest.
"I wouldn't do anything. Besides," she straightened up. "You didn't give me that look when I took your virginity." She grinned.
She threw her head back and burst into laughter."What's funny?" Melody strolled into the room with her hand on the wall.
Kaya rolled her eyes with a grin and finished her coffee."Okay then." Melody muttered and opened the fridge.
Kaya kissed the top of Melody's head then kissed Jason on the lips. "Be safe." She told them."Bye mom!" Alexis ran into the kitchen and hugged her mom.
She bit her lip and forced a small smile. "I like that colour on you." She murmured and looked away.
Alexis frowned. "I'm sorry Melody. I didn't-" Melody touched her sisters hands, holding the book. "It's okay. Don't worry about it." She took the book from Alexis and felt the cover and crinkled pages, stained from use.


