Filed To Story: The Lingering Kiss of Farewell Novel
“No, you can’t.” he nodded. The formal living room was two rooms away, and though they could be heard from here they couldn’t be seen. “So there will be no opening gifts then until you’re in the room with all of us. I’ll go and inform them of the good news.” He told her, “Then I will come back and help you make breakfast.”
The boys kind of just stared up at him, and he knew that was the very face they probably made to have their mother cave into them. It was a full pout, and he heard Cheryl laugh from her place on the lounge where she was feeding Heather.
“Come on boys, grandma and grandpa aren’t even up yet. You’ll have to wait for everyone to get up before presents are opened. We have rules in this family.”
“Mum just lets us open them. She said we had to wait until you were up, not everyone,” he was told. “Awe playing one parent off the other already.” Cheryl snorted, and he frowned at her and shook his head.
“How about we just open one present.” Callum asked.
“No,” he told them.
Only to see their lower lips quiver, and he realised he was going to make them cry if he wasn’t careful. Calvin sighed and hunkered down. “Now boys, don’t you want your mum in here to see you open the gifts too? I
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FOURS A know at home she can do that from the kitchen, but here she can’t, so shouldn’t we wait for her?” he asked gently.
They nodded slowly, and he ruffled both their hair. “I’m sure it won’t be long. I’ll go and help her make the pancakes.”
“Can you make pancakes?” he was asked by Vincent.
“Mm, I like chocolate chip pancakes.” He smiled at them.
“Really?”
“Yes, and I make them with both normal and white chocolate.” He nodded, and they were gone yelling for their mum to make chocolate chip pancakes.
“Easily distracted,” he murmured.
“Very well done,” Cheryl commented. “I thought you were surely going to make them cry.”
He nodded. “So did I.” He admitted that wouldn’t be a good thing for their first Christmas together; him making them cry.
“Mum packed chocolate chips, I believe.” She told him “I want double chocolate chip.” She smiled.
He headed for the kitchen and found the boys sitting at the bench. He smiled at them and walked around the counter to open the pantry and looked at all the food in there. His mother certainly had brought enough food to feed an army. He found the chocolate chips and stepped up next to Marilyn. “I nearly made them cry.” He murmured.
“Unlikely. They probably were playing you, is all to get their own way. I see them being able to do that with you. Because you won’t want to upset them.” She smiled and looked at her boys, who both shook their heads at her as if to say we did not, but then they giggled and climbed down and ran away once more.
“Don’t they exhaust you?” Calvin asked.
“Yes, at times,” she answered. “My days are only quiet when they are at school.” She told him “Just wait until you get them for a whole weekend on your own/You’ll likely hand them back to me without issue. Knowing you’ll have quiet once more.”
He frowned at her. “I don’t think it will be that bad.”
“We’ll see,” she half snorted. “c***k of dawn all year round, they don’t want to miss a single minute of their lives. And one wakes the other every time, they are also bright and busy tailed the instant their eyes are open. Unlike me, who likes sleeping in.”
He smiled at her now, “You always slept in, I always got up first.” He nodded and she turned her eyes upon him.
“Sorry.” He murmured. He’d not even really thought about that, it just kind of came out of him. She just shook her head but said nothing.
Marilyn
She watched Calvin move about the kitchen, setting himself up and then making the pancake mixture. He didn’t even need a recipe, and she knew it was correct. A part of her wondered when he’d learned to cook. He’d never once cooked anything in this kitchen the entire three years that they were married.
She’d made him breakfast maybe a handful of times. Usually he wasn’t even there, or just had coffee and read the paper before leaving for the office. He smiled right at her curious look. “I took cooking classes in the last few years. It gave me something to do.”
She raised an eyebrow at him but then nodded. “Fair enough.” She stated simply, that explained it. She was curious as to what he could cook but wasn’t about to start that conversation. Today was about him and the boys spending Christmas together. “I thought that since I brought the boys here, you and your family could have them for a few hours on your own. It was the original plan for you to have them for a three-hour period. So, I’ll stick to that agreement,” she told him.
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