Chapter ninety-five: I Adore Your Body

Chapter ninety-five: I Adore Your Body

Jessica

"They always talk about how hot you guys are and what your goals are." Delanie cringed.

"Well, it is true." Jeffrey said from the living room and she let her head fall on the bar counter.

"It is gross." She groaned.

Finally her brother walked through the front door, slinging his bag by the door and walking into the kitchen.

"Hey, Mum." He greeted me.

"Hi, honey. How was school?"

"Beside the fact that I got an A on my Maths test, I would say it was pretty good." He smirked, deepening the dimples in his cheeks that matched his father's own.

"Nice job, son." I said, giving him a high-five.

"I think this means I get to pick dinner tonight." He sat down next to his sister.

"Can we get take out?"

"You want take out tonight?" I said with raised eyebrows.

"Is that how you want to celebrate your A?"

"We haven't had take out in weeks and I am dying for some sesame chicken."

"Fine," I rolled my eyes.

"I will wait until your father is off the phone."

"Who is he talking to?"

"David Kana's parents." Delanie mumbled and he looked bewildered.

"How does he know David?"

"Oh, we know David." I chuckled.

Jeffrey walked back into the kitchen and set his phone down on the bar counter.

"Sam said they will be county until David graduates." He said.

"Then after he is off to the university, they will be heading to Dubai for a few years."

"Wait, how do you know them?" Delanie asked.

"He moved here just at the start of school."

"Sam is an old business partner of mine. We have known each other even before you two were a twinkle in our eyes."

"Gosh, father. How old are you." Dylan asked, I laughed and shook my head.

"You make it seem like I am a dinosaur." I placed my hand on him and he countered between the two of them.

"I am ordering take out, can you all calm down enough to tell me what you want?"


After dinner

"I can believe that my daughter is going on a date with Sam's son." Jeffrey said as we got ready for bed.

"It seems just like yesterday I taught her to walk. I don't think I am ready to give her the talk yet."

"Please don't give her the talk." I tossed my dirty clothes in the hamper.

"She is so young."

"But she needs to have it soon." He said, sitting himself down on the bed.

"She is fifteen, she is going to want to kiss boys, hug them and…"

"There is nothing wrong with hugging a boy." I said.

"Yes, but then they are going to hug which will lead to kissing, which will lead to you.. know…what…"

"Jeffrey?" I stopped him.

"We are not discussing that of all things."

I crawled onto the bed and behind him, placing my hands on his shoulder and kneading his tense muscles.

"David is a good child and you know that Sam and Rose have raised him, right?"

"They better have." He said, closing his eyes and leaning into my touch.

"I don't want him breaking my daughter's heart."

"Give the boy a chance." I kissed his temple.

"He is just fourteen, what if I tell you that he is too young. She can't date him because he is too young."

"Jeffrey, she is only a year older than him." I laughed.

"How much older than me and you?" He pouted his lips.

"That is not fair."

"Let us just drop it and we will worry about it tomorrow, okay? I am sure David will be picking her up…"

"No, Sam will be picking her up." He cut me off.

"The boy can't drive alone yet."

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes.

He stood up and went to his side of the bed and pulled his sheets back before climbing under the covers.

"My children are growing up and I am not ready." He said as he pulled the duvet over his head to hide himself.

I laughed and climbed under the sheets with him, funding his warm body under all of the fabric and pressing my lips to his.

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The next morning, we woke up to Dylan's ridiculously loud guitar playing in his room. Jeffrey groaned and rolled over, tucking his head into the crook of my neck.

"If he keeps playing that goddamn guitar so loud, I am going to make him live in the basement." I giggled and ran my hands through his hair, feeling his arm tighten around my waist.

"Why don't you let him move into the basement?"

"Because he had a perfectly good room upstairs." I replied.

"Then make the basement into a man cave. He can play his guitar downstairs." I suggested.

He hummed against my skin before I felt his lips peck my collar bone. It wasn't too long before we heard banging on Dylan's door and Delanie yelling.

"Dylan, shut up! It is just nine in the morning, some of us like sleeping in!"

"God, I love them." He mumbled.

"Should we get up?" He said.

"No, she will come banging on our door soon, just watch."

And in not more than two seconds later, she walks through our door with her curly hair lazily thrown into a ponytail.

"Mum, dad! He is doing it again." She whined.

"Tell him to go play in the garage or the basement or some busy traffic."

"Delanie!" I scolded her but I couldn't help but laugh.

"We will figure it out."

"This is the fourth Saturday morning he has ruined for me. Is it still too late to move him out?"

"Yes," her father responded and she rolled her eyes before stomping away.

He sighed and leaned up to kiss my cheek before slipping out of the bed and going to the bathroom. Even after fifteen years of being married, I still look at him like I did when I was twenty.


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"I don't think I have seen David since we moved to England." I said as I folded laundry on the bed.

"That was so long ago, what have Sam and Rose been up to?" He looked at his laptop and pondered for a moment.

"Mostly work, I think. The last time they were here was when David was about three years maybe? They have been all over with Rose's work and Sam's magazine."

"When did they get back?"

"Sam said they were back in Paris when David turned thirteen and moved to England a few months before school started."

"Well, I am happy that they are back." I said as I put his clothes away.

"Maybe we can get together soon and catch up."

"Why don't we go to the movie with Delanie and David to spy on them?" I gave him a look.

"What?" He said.

"We could sit in the back and watch to make sure they don't do anything stupid."

"Jeffrey, you are not spying on our daughter when she is on her first date."

He groaned and leaned back against the pillow, running his hands down his face.

"Can't you let me have some fun?"

"Can't you let her have some fun?"

"It is my job to make sure she doesn't have fun, especially if she is just fifteen and with a boy."

"What happens when they both go off to university? Are you still going to spy on them?"

"Absolutely yes," he stated quickly.

"Oh my goodness, Jeffrey." I chuckled.


Three years later

The children are eighteen years old now and have finally entered university.

Delanie is still a daddy's girl but she is more reserved than her brother. Dylan is very extroverted and loves making friends while his sister is more fond of having a small group of close friends. She likes reading and writing and Dylan has taken interest in sports and he also likes reading a book as well.

Dylan is obsessed with films and I think he would be a director or a producer one day but he told me that he doesn't know if he would fit in. I think he will be great though.

Delanie likes journalism, she also likes animals and is very upset that we didn't allow her to get a pet but I am sure she will get rid of it soon.

I was just walking out of the bathroom into the bedroom with only a towel wrapped around my body. Jeffrey was busy on his laptop but immediately he heard the sound of the doorknob turning, he shifted his attention towards me.

"Hmmm, my wife smells good." He mumbled and I rolled my eyes.

"What did I tell you about rolling your eyes at Daddy?"

"Then, punish me." He started walking closer, circling me like a predator to his prey.

"You will definitely be punished."

He spun me around, releasing the towel around my body and revealing my nakedness.

"Gosh, I will never get tired of adoring your body."

I felt his lips at my temple and then began leaving sloppy kisses all over my body, his hands trailing down my body until they reached my boobs. He grabbed them from behind, squeezing it hard. I felt my pússy vibrated as he hastily pushed me onto the bed and connected his lips to mine instantly.