All Chapters of Accidentally Yours: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

I leave Cole with Alaia while I go and prepare her food. She’s eating solids now and absolutely loves it. It’s upsetting that she’s weaning off my breast milk now she’s eating proper food three times a day. I only give her my milk at bedtime, which I read was more comfort than her needing it. She grew in the blink of an eye, and she’ll be a year old in five months. That’s crazy to me. Cole plays with her on the floor in the living room while I prepare dinner. I can hear her laughing while he does the tickle monster on her. He’s such a goof. Cole takes her upstairs when she starts to rub her eyes tiredly. It was past her bedtime, and if she doesn’t sleep on time, she’ll get cranky. I watch on the monitor as Cole lays her down in her bed and kisses her forehead, she starts to cry, and he rocks her gently. “Shh, oh I know, you’re tired, sweetheart.” He whispers, rubbing her back gently.I stir the sauce to the carbonara pasta I was cooking while watching him with her. I pick up

After Shayla and I finally had sex after months, we’ve been at it like rabbits, unable to keep our hands off each other. As messy as our relationship has been, that raw magnetic pull we had from the very first moment I laid my eyes on her has never wavered. I’m still as obsessed with her as I was then—if not more. We’re entirely in sync when it comes to the act of love. These little games we play with one another keep that fire inside us raging. I can’t imagine spending my life with anyone else. She keeps me on my toes in every aspect of my life, and I love her madly for it.Two weeks go by, and after a long stressful day at the office, I was happy to be home, and the smell of her cooking makes my stomach growl in recognition the second I step in through the threshold.“Baby, I’m home,” I call out as I close the front door. I drop my briefcase on the sofa and see Alaia in her bouncer, bouncing away while she watches Moana again for the millionth time. I walk over to he

“Okay, we’re going to try this one more time.”I hold the spoon to Alaia’s mouth and feed her the vegetable medley. Her face goes sour, and she spits it out with a shudder. “You really don’t like this, huh?” I utter, putting her plate down with a sigh, and Alaia blinks at me and smiles showing her one tiny tooth she sprouted out of nowhere. “Don’t give me that smile. You need to eat your vegetables, young lady.”“Why are you scolding my daughter?” I hear Cole say behind me as he walks into the kitchen. He leans over and drops a kiss on my neck and one on Alaia’s head before he goes to the coffee machine.“She’s being stubborn and not eating her food.” I hold the spoon to her mouth, and she turns her head, shaking it. Cole sips his coffee and leans against the kitchen counter, watching us with a smile.“Wonder who she gets that from.” He mutters, looking at me pointedly over the rim of his coffee mug.“I love my food, actually.” I point out, casting

The following two weeks were spent packing the old house to move to the new place. Cole was at work, so the girls came over to help me pack.“Jesus, I thought I had a lot of crap.” Aimee huffs, settling a box down on the floor, and winces.I smile sheepishly. “It’s mainly Cole’s stuff. All my stuff I fit into like four boxes. The rest is all his, Alaia’s and kitchenware.” I sigh, looking around the house sadly. “I can’t believe we’re moving again. I feel like that’s all I've done lately, packing and moving from one place to another. I moved out of the apartment to Coles, then back to the apartment, then back to Coles, then here, then back to the apartment, then back here again and now to a whole new place.”Aimee blinks at me and sighs. “I’m exhausted just listening to you say that sentence, girl.” She grumbles sitting on the floor, and she smiles when Jo comes waddling over. “That better be pillows in that box.”Jo smiles and sets the box beside the othe

“We’re going to church?” I hear Shayla ask sceptically from inside her dressing room.“Yes, we are,” I answer, pulling on a pair of boxer shorts. Shayla pokes her head out and gives me a bemused look.“Since when do you want to go to church? You don’t even believe in God.” I walk over to her dressing room and lean against the door, watching her stand there, her back to me while she looks through her selection of dresses in a matching pair of sexy black lace bra and panties.“I do now.” I declare, and she looks back at me over her shoulder.“You do?”I nod and stride over to her. Shayla turns and faces me while I place my hands on her waist and pull her against me. “The one and only time I have ever been to church was after you got kidnapped,” I explain, gazing into her eyes. Shay’s face falls at the mention of the incident. I lick my lips, brushing my fingers through her long dark hair. “They found a body that matched your description, and I had to