Chapter Thirteen.

Mirabelle's POV.

"Mummy, why were you crawling underneath the blanket?" Mika asked curiously as her bright eyes gaped at me.

I began scanning my head for an excuse to give to her as my lips parted to say some words only for it to end up closing again as I swallowed hard, the taste of Noah's precum going down my throat.

"Why are you looking so terrified, mum?" Tyler questioned as he climbed up the bed and lay next to me, but the moment he touched my skin, he raised his head at me with his perfectly shaved brows arched as he reached out his hand to touch my face.

"You're sweating," He remarked, and my eyes stretched wide open like I'd been caught doing something really bad...

Okay, maybe giving Noah a BJ tonight might have been a bad idea after all cause what the hell am I supposed to say to my kids right now?! What explanation do I give to them?!

That, oh my dear kids, I was just relieving your father of his sexual urge. After all, we've been away from each other for so long now.

Jee