The Assistant - Elle Brace Page 0,177

of his button up shirt, making me choke on nothing in particular as my eyes widened. “Are you in the mood yet?” he asked in a low voice, the usual smirk replacing his previous grin.

I bit my lip and nodded eagerly, just as he wrapped his arms around my rounded body and held me up. “Your stomach isn’t that huge, and I can still carry you with my rolled up sleeves, which means you’re not a whale, see?”

“Shut up and kiss-”

“Mommy’s cheek because daddy loves her so much and doesn’t want to scar his children!” Another sarcastic yet excited voice called out; interrupting us again.

“Jesus Christ,” I muttered angrily, before forcing Adrian to turn our bodies slightly so we were both able to face the voice without breaking our necks in the process.

This time both Amy and Allen were standing there, along with Blake and Adrian and I’s children, grinning knowingly.

“Oh I’m sorry, have we interrupted something?” Blake asked in an innocent voice.

“Oh my, I hope not!” Amy added, widening her eyes before breaking out into a cheeky grin.“Please do go on! Don’t let us or your children get in the way of anything!”

“You kill the ones you introduced to me, and I’ll do the same for you,” Adrian whispered in my ear, before placing a peck on my cheek.

“Please let me do the honours and kill them all?” I begged, pouting at him.

He chuckled and placed another soft kiss on my lips before sighing irritably and putting me back down so that I was standing on solid ground. “Alright a-s-s-h-o-l-e-s, let’s go. They’re probably wondering where we are by now.” He called out, before picking up Alana and placing her on his shoulders.

“Actually, they probably aren’t. See my parents and your parents are that used to the fact that you two are always inside one another, they just know not to expect you until three hours after the initial invitation time,” Blake informed us with a smug look.

I glared and pulled my tongue out at my brother just as the familiar shrill of Adrian’s phone was brought to life by a phone call. “Yes dad,” he answered, looking bored. “No, we’re not having se- it. We’re about to leave.”

Mason’s loud and characteristic voice could be heard from my position beside Adrian, and I watched as my husband rolled his eyes at his father before taking Alana off his shoulders and holding her in a more secure position. “Yes, I know her ass has grown bigger. I see her naked, remember?”

Amy, Blake and Allen all began to laugh at this, and I shook my head and smiled at my father in law’s concerns of the day. “She will still be able to fit in the car. It’s not as big as that Kardashian woman, dad.” Adrian gave the wall a flat look, before sighing. “Okay I’ll see you in about 20 minutes and you can discuss your daughter-in-law’s physique then, deal?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at the same wall.

An agreement must’ve come from Mason, because Adrian locked the phone shut seconds after Mason spoke, before he shoved the small piece of technology back into his pocket. “Let’s go. Shortcake, my dad said to make sure your ass doesn’t grow as big as that Kardashian girl and that your body is amazing just the way it is right now; which is practically what I’ve been saying to you this entire time.” He scoffed, before focusing on Allen. “Oh, and he said you’re a twat and a cock block – which I also agree with.”

“Adrian! The kids!” I cried, reminding him of the infants surrounding us – particularly the one in his arms.

“Shi- Sheets are nice! Kids, don’t say anything dad says, okay?” Adrian looked over at Mason and Alana, not bothering with Theo’s one year and eight months of vocabulary.

Both children looked at their dad cautiously, before looking over at me with panicked expressions. “What’s wrong?” I asked, both concerned and confused.

“Mum… Dad said not to talk about what he talks… so how do we say the okay word?” Mason whispered, before his gaze briefly flickered over to Adrian in caution.

I blinked blankly before bursting into a fit of laughter. “No, no. You’re allowed to say what he says but Mase, there are some words daddy or even sometimes Aunt Amy and Uncle Allen and Blake say that are naughty. Daddy is talking about the naughty words,” I explained.

Alana suddenly kissed Adrian on the lips, and pulled away with a smile. “Kiss.”

“Yes, that was a kiss, good girl! Give daddy another kiss.” He grinned, before puckering his lips up for her. Adrian will never admit it, but it was obvious to everyone who knew him well enough that Alana was his favourite child out of the three so far. She was an exact replica of me, whereas Mason and Theo had an uncanny resemblance to their father.

Allen spoke up. “Okay Adam’s family, how about we actually leave? Does that sound good to anyone or do you all prefer to stand here all morning wasting a wonderful Sunday afternoon where I could be having se – fun time! With my lady friends.”

“I agree,” Blake declared.

Adrian looked over at me. “Are you ready to go Shortcake? They can leave and I’ll wait for you if you don’t feel up to the car ride just yet.”

I smiled and shook my head. “It’s okay, we can go. Come on Theo! Hold mom’s hand and Mason you can be in the middle of mom and dad!”

“No, I want Aunt Amy today, can I go with her? Please?” Mason begged, looking up at us both with wide, desperate eyes.

I looked over at Adrian, wanting him to make the decision, and he nodded. “Of course you can, mate. I’ll see you at granddad’s house.”

Mason cheered before running up to Amy, who grinned widely at the fact that she was receiving attention from one of my children, before we all began to make our way back to the front yard.

“Alana, sit with Theo for a moment, I need to tell mummy something important, okay?” Adrian suddenly asked, placing Alana down on the sofa and picking up Theo and repeating the movement. Alana nodded in understanding and turned to her younger brother just as Adrian pulled me out of the front room and into the hallway.

“What’s wrong?” I asked in worry.

“Nothing… why, do I make you nervous?” He asked in a husky voice, pulling me closer towards him and trailing kisses down my neck. The sentence sounded way too familiar to me, and bit my lip in confusion before grabbing his face and pulling him away slightly.

“No, you don’t. Why are you-”

His brought his lips back towards my skin and moved down so that he was trailing light kisses onto my collarbone. “I don’t make you nervous. Do I turn you on?” he asked gruffly, before pulling away slightly and smirking.

A small gasp of realisation escaped my lips as the clear as day memory of the first day I had ever laid eyes on Adrian washed over me like a bucket of water, and I felt an uncontrollable tug at the corners of my lips as they merged into my own knowing smirk.

“I don’t think what you’re asking is appropriate, Mr. Kingston. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to get back to our children,” I murmured, before pressing my lips against his and walking away.

“Tease, you didn’t help me at all,” Adrian grumbled from behind me, catching up quickly as he readjusted his pants with a scowl.

“Of course I did,” I scoffed. “I was your assistant,” I pointed out, before breaking into a content grin and making Adrian do the same.

The End