(Anj’s POV)“Mommy, why are you in your working clothes?” Lyra Helene asked me when she entered the closet room as I was changing my clothes. I placed Sky’s shirts and shorts in the hamper before turning to her, but she had already opened the cabinet.“Why don’t you have clothes in your room?” she asked, then she turned to Sky when he came inside with my two girls. “Daddy, why doesn’t mommy have clothes here?”“Mommy has!” exclaimed Leyanne as she opened one cabinet and found the shopping bags inside. “Mommy has not placed them in the cabinet yet.” My daughter excitedly took the bags out of the cabinet.“Ah… ah!” I panicked. “Kids,” These pieces of stuff are mine or used to be mine, but Sky didn’t know about it. I looked at Sky worriedly. “I’m sorry, Sky.”I caught him furrowing his forehead and then shaking his head. “It’s okay. I’ve been thinking of what to do with them anyway,”“Here!” Selene picked a lacy, sexy nightdress just because it was pink. “This is your favorite color.”
(Sky’s POV)“Really, Sky?” She snarled in a hushed tone. “Better stop it before I push you out of bed.”It was a warning because I could read the annoyance in her eyes, and with that look, if I provoked her, I would really end up on the floor. Heaving a deep sigh, I got up from the bed, and like a kid, I wanted to stomp my feet to let her know I was angry, too.“Where are you going?” She asked in a whisper, but I gave her the cold shoulder she deserved and walked out of the bedroom.“Where are you going?” I hissed, repeating her question and growling as I entered the girls’ bedroom. Why was it so difficult to lure her when she kept on tempting me? If her children were not in the kitchen, I would take her right there on the countertop when she told me she was not wearing underwear.“Grrr! She’s such a tease!” I wanted to bang the door as I closed it but was afraid the noise might wake the kids. Heaving a sigh, I lay my back on Selene’s bed and reached for the light switch beside the he
(Sky’s POV)There were so many things I wanted to do with Anj here at the pool, and my imagination was running wild that I stopped swimming. Instead, I stood in the middle and lifted her hips effortlessly underwater, wrapping her legs to my hips.“This is not a good idea, Sky,” She whimpered, breathing out nervously as she held onto me tight. “If only I knew how to swim…” she stopped when I walked toward the corner steps of the swimming pool, sat on the first step, and let my eyes feast on her naked body.“I’m never teaching you how to swim, pumpkin,” I said as I crushed my lips to hers and deepened the kiss. I smiled when Anj parted her lips, welcoming me and allowing my tongue to play inside her mouth. I knew she was lost in me again when she moaned into my mouth while her hands gripped my wet hair. “Mooooommmyyyyy!”A scream startled us as if the swimming pool turned upside down and the water was thrown at us. Anj pulled away from me and her eyebrows knitted for a few seconds be
(Anj’s POV)My wake-up call came at six in the morning, and when I opened my eyes, I realized I must have been exhausted because I was already in bed facing Sky with his arms wrapped around my body. As to how I managed to put on a shirt or him, pulling his pajama, it was like a missing piece in a puzzle.I could not help smiling as I remembered last night, how I wrapped my legs around his waist, him thrusting inside my core faster and deeper, making my entire body scream in ecstasy.“Good morning, pumpkin!” His eyes still closed as he smiled and kissed the tip of my nose.“How did I get here?” I asked him, my heart beating so fast as he moved on top of me after looking at my daughters still sleeping.“I put a shirt on you,” he whispered, biting my earlobe while his hands groped under my shirt, kneading my mound mercilessly and claiming my mouth, kissing me feverishly in the early morning. “And carried you here in bed.”“Sky, what are you doing?” I moaned softly as his mouth traced the
(Sky’s POV)My heart was thumping in my chest so hard that I could not breathe. I met her eyes hiding beneath her eyeglasses. How could I miss it? Why didn’t I recognize her when all the clues were there? I only remembered her face filled with red spots, missing the clue that the Angela I knew and Anj in front of me were the same. Her eyes, intoxicating smell, and how she made me crazy. Only Angela could do it; the woman I married at sweet sixteen and divorced me at seventeen. We spent amazing and annoying hours together, not even a year, before she left me, leaving my ego badly hurt, my heart not capable of loving anymore. Divorced? Then it dawned on me she did not bother signing the divorce papers because she made me look idiot into the truth that she was a minor without parental consent when we married.“Who is Angela?” She asked me, avoiding my gaze to sip her coffee, and turned to Leyanne to wipe the honey on her chin. “Why are you looking for her?”Nice try! I wanted to tell he
(Sky’s POV)My breathing was hard after screaming angrily and punching the heavy bag many times. I only stopped when I thought my strength ran away from my body and hugged the punching bag as I cried and screamed again.If this is a game Angela wants to play, I will play along with her, but I will make sure she will suffer in the end.As I walked to the bedroom, I noticed the ajar door of the study room. The girls have already taken their baths and are dressed in adoringly green plaid dresses. They were sitting on the couch, busy reading, and by the looks on their faces, it was as if they understood the content when they were only five years old, or turning six, as Selene would always correct. Six years… Five missed birthdays.Angela was not in the bedroom when I came in, but as I walked to the closet room, I could hear the sound of the shower sprinkling water. Knowing she would lock the door, I took the key from the drawer and entered the bathroom.Standing under the shower head
(Anj’s POV)Sky flickered his eyes on the street sign ‘Heaven Avenue’ when I turned the car on that street, but he did not say a word. He was making me nervous, afraid that he knew already, but he was not telling me about it.I stopped the car in the parking lot of the Nursing Home of St. Mary, and the triplet excitedly unfastened their seatbelts in the child seats.“Make sure to go to Sister Grace’s office first,” I reminded them. “Daddy and I will just talk.” I have no idea where to start with what we would talk about. He made a promise we would not see each other, and I would do the morbid talking about his accidental death or whatsoever just for my kids to move on with their lives without waiting for him.They only nodded, chatting animatedly about the toys they brought from Sky’s place as they got out of the car.“What are you doing, Sky? Help me here,” I said, leaning on the car’s backrest and closing my eyes.“I’m not doing anything,” he said, unfastening his seatbelt and turni
(Anj’s POV)“Wife?” Dylan glowered at Sky.Selene giggled, brushing the strands of hair loosened from the ponytail I did. “You looked funny, Uncle Dylan,” she said and ran to her father. “Daddy, my hair,”“Let’s talk about this later, Dylan. Not in front of my kids, please,” I glanced at Sky, squatting to fix Selene’s hair. I wish I could hear what he was telling her because she was nodding; her face glowed like a full moon in the excitement of what she was hearing.I was beginning to become jealous because this had never happened before. Whenever there was a problem, it was always Mommy, not Daddy.Sighing, I walked past Dylan, plastered a big smile at Mrs. Antonetta, whom I would only see now, and opened my arms to her.“There’s the traitor!” She squinted her eyes and pouted at me.“A traitor?” I laughed, pushing the brim of my eyeglasses as I embraced her. “Happy birthday!” I said, kissing her on the cheek.Like any grandmother, my presence, whom she treated as her granddaughter, a