?? Marry Me ??

Written by Authoress Yesha ???

EPILOGUE

After 3 years

Arabella POV???
“Hello baby,” I greeted the little figure in front of me. From outside of the house, I can hear he giggled and his non-stop gibberish words which I love to hear.

“Mommy suwitheart (sweetheart),” he called me in his baby language, tried to pronounce the word ‘sweetheart’ like his dad.

Yes, you guess it right, he is my baby, my 3 years old baby boy with my beloved Mr. Persistent, and we named him Dylan Duncan.

“How are you today, baby?” I knelt on my knee when he ran towards me with his unstable steps asking for a hug. His laughter never leaves his mouth just like his dad; a happy go lucky baby which I’m blessed to be his mom.

“Are you a good boy today?” I asked and hug him tightly while he rested his head on my shoulder.

“Yeus (yes), good-good boise (boy),” he pulled away from my hug and planted a few ksses on my face. His saliva is all over my face and I don’t mind about it. I giggled at his cute action.

“Hey, buddy. You are kssing my wife.” I heard some voice from behind and I don’t have to turn my eyes to look at that person. I can smell his perfume, the smell that made me get so addicted to him.

“Helow (hello), buddy.” He greeted happily and giggled when Dominic approached closer, sat beside us. Dylan hugged him and placed a kss on his cheek.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he looked at me and kssed both of my cheeks, forehead, and lips. His every day’s routine.

“Nooo,” Dylan pulled Dominic and he seated in between of us tried to put some space so we can’t do some lovey-dovey in front of him. We laughed at his action.

“Hey, that’s my wife,” Dom said teasing him.
“Nooo.” My little boyfriend protested and hugged my neck while switching his body and sat on my lap.

He kissed my face all over again to show off to his dad that he owned me. It made me giggled like a kid.

“I want to kss her too,” Dom pleaded while tried to pull me closer but surprisingly Dylan slapped his hand, not hard but just tried to stop him.
“Did you just hit me, buddy?” He asked faking a sad face.

“Yah (Yeah), sowi (sorry), but no kss (don’t kss) mommy.” He shook his head and index finger. I chuckled with their childish and yet overloaded love for me.

Dominic pretended to feel sad and cried with make Dylan hugged him and patted his shoulder. How cute both of them.

I just watched the drama between both of them which made me can’t stop laughing and chuckling. It felt like my tiredness had been erased by watching both of them together.

“Shhhh,” he placed his finger at his lips.”
“No no, dron (don’t ) cry tatty (daddy),” he pleaded and kissed his face just like how he did to me just now; showering his daddy with his love.
“Ok, I will stop crying,” he smiled.

“Can I have my wife back?” He asked which make Dylan furrowed his eyebrows and pouted his small lips. He sat on his lap and pretended to have a deep thought.

“Hmmm, ocay (okay), no pwolem (problem),” we laughed at his baby language but we still can understand what he tried to said.

He pulled both of us closer and we did our family hug with Dylan laughter filled the house.

I do my night routine after Dylan slept while Dom taking his shower. I heard the bathroom door opened and someone walks closer to me.

I can feel a hand encircled my waist from behind. He rested his head on my shoulder and planted a few ksses on my cheek trailing to my neck and shoulder.

“Dom, I just put my night cream on,” I tried to avoid him by angling him to the side.

“It’s okay. My lips are much better than the night cream.” He chuckled between the ksses while making me rolled my eyes at his naughty comment.

“Pervert,” I teased.
“You made me became like this.” He tightens his grip on my waist and I just let it be. I love it this way too.

“Sweetheart,” he stared at me from the reflection of the mirror. I hummed as a reply while my hand busy applied some cream on my face.

“Can I ask for an early birthday present?” I lifted a brow; try to figure out his hidden agenda.

“And what do you wish for?” I looked at him through the mirror.
“You see, last 3 years you gave me Dylan on my birthday,” I can see his smile through the mirror.

“So?” I placed the cream on my makeup table and turned my attention to my clingy husband that keeps holding me from behind.

“So, for my coming birthday, I want a second junior.” He whispered near my earlobe which made me moved my head to the side due to the tingling effect. He purposely did it.

“A princess will be nice,” he added to which I giggled in return.
“Hmm, let me consider about it first,” I teased him, play hard to get.

“Unfortunately, sweetheart. It’s not a choice.” He suddenly spun me around and holds me with a bridal style.

“I guess my Mr. Persistent never change,” I said while we are on our way to bed.

“Never, because I knew you love this side of Mr. Persistent,” he said with a smirk and slowly laid me on the bed.

“So, my birthday gift?” He asked with a deep smile on his face.
“As if I have another choice,” I said playfully. He let out a peal of soft laughter with my words.

“I love you, sweetheart.”
“And I love you, too.”

And with that, our little junior on her way, I guess. I admitted what he said before about our marriage that I will never regret to be Mrs. Duncan.

 

Also read BLUE LOVE a very interesting story 

He successfully marked me as his and made me attached to him physically, emotionally, and mentally. I can’t get enough of his love.

THE END

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