I only have eyes for you

Ethan's POV

“The kids.” I repeat, and a smirk forms on my lips when I see her dazed look.

“What?”

“The kids, sweetheart.”

“Oh! Gosh,did I…” She trails off, and her cheeks turn red at once. I smirk and rub a thumb across her soft lips.

“It's okay. I don't think they heard.”

“Bu—”

I gesture for her to keep quiet. The kitchen turns quiet, and we can now clearly hear the boys voices from the living room.

“See? I gave them enough questions to keep them busy.” I grin, and relief washes across her features. “Then let's get this done and continue later, huh?”

Avery winks. “You have to be fast, though. I can't wait, honey.”

*

I watched in horror as my mother tore my paintings apart into pieces as she screamed, her voice piercing through the quietness of the evening.

“How many times have I told you to stop painting?” She thundered, making me recoil in shock. My nine year-old mind couldn't fathom the reason for her behavior.

“Mum! Why are you behaving like this?” My older sister, Estella, yelled