–Livana–
Once we arrived at my mother's mansion, I made sure the milk was fully stocked in the fridge. Everything needed to be perfect before I left. My husband would be working remotely from home—well, "remotely," meaning he'd be glued to his laptop while obsessively watching our baby like a hawk. Jane would assist him, but knowing Damon, he would barely let Sky out of his sight.
Laura and Damien were tucked away in their room. I convinced them to stay here despite having their own place. I needed everyone within reach… just in case.
"Alright, feed our son. Don't forget about him."
"But Jane is here." He pointed at Jane as if she were a breathing reminder that he wasn't alone.
"Yes, she's here." I crossed my arms and glared.
His smirk faded into a chuckle. He leaned in, kissed my lips—soft, lingering—and then, without warning, squeezed my butt. I gasped, eyes widening, and smacked his shoulder as he laughed.
