Chapter 75 (Breakfast)

Valeria POV

I turned in my sleep, hugging the most comfortable pillow I have ever owned in my life. Why is it so comfortable? I didn’t want to wake up, but I felt eyes on me. And who owns that comforting scent? I usually sleep alone or with Egan, but I know my son doesn’t smell that way, so I slowly opened my eyes, and Egan’s blue eyes were staring at me.

“Good morning,” he chirped excitedly, and I wondered what was getting him so excited. I was confused a bit, but when I looked down, it all finally made sense. Damien’s blue eyes were staring at me, a smile on his face.

“Good morning,” he said, his morning voice coming through. I took a deep breath, not minding our morning breath. I lived with that for months before, and we kissed and did the nasty, so I am used to it. I cleared my throat, sitting up.

“Good morning,” I said, running a hand through my hair. Egan giggled, looking at my flush cheeks. Then he squealed as Damien carried him up from his hips, throwing him high up in the air