The Assistant(142)

“Not true. They’re on when we’re asleep!” I argued, trying to hold back a grin.

Adrian smirked and shook his head. “Actually, that’s not true either because even when we aren’t having-”

“LEAVING!” Amy shouted, blocking Mason’s ears with her hands and speed walking out of the room.

“Finally,” Adrian grumbled, before turning back to me. “Now, where were we-”

“Hey Adrian, there’s a – oh. Am I interrupting something?” Allen asked, raising both eyebrows with an entertained grin.

“Yes, now f*ck off,” Adrian snapped, growing annoyed at the interruptions.

Allen nodded. “See, I’d do that but-”

“But I don’t care. I’m pregnant and horny and want two minutes alone with my husband. Go away.” I scowled, losing my own patience.

Adrian turned back around to face me with an amused and impressed look. “Don’t let him stop you. Be horny away.” He smirked, bending back down slightly to kiss me.

“No, now I’m not in the mood. And fix your English. You’re from London for crying out loud! ‘Be horny away’?” I asked, giving him a disorientated look.

“Adrian Kingston. Cock blocked by grammar,” Allen announced, chuckling to himself.

“Fuck off.” Adrian scowled, flipping him off. “Wait! I know what will make you in the mood again!” Adrian grinned, before taking a step back away from me.

“Please do tell,” I mumbled sarcastically.

He glared in my direction before taking off his suit jacket and rolling up the sleeves of his button up shirt, making me choke on nothing in particular as my eyes widened. “Are you in the mood yet?” he asked in a low voice, the usual smirk replacing his previous grin.


I bit my lip and nodded eagerly, just as he wrapped his arms around my rounded body and held me up. “Your stomach isn’t that huge, and I can still carry you with my rolled up sleeves, which means you’re not a whale, see?”

“Shut up and kiss-”

“Mommy’s cheek because daddy loves her so much and doesn’t want to scar his children!” Another sarcastic yet excited voice called out; interrupting us again.

“Jesus Christ,” I muttered angrily, before forcing Adrian to turn our bodies slightly so we were both able to face the voice without breaking our necks in the process.

This time both Amy and Allen were standing there, along with Blake and Adrian and I’s children, grinning knowingly.

“Oh I’m sorry, have we interrupted something?” Blake asked in an innocent voice.

“Oh my, I hope not!” Amy added, widening her eyes before breaking out into a cheeky grin.“Please do go on! Don’t let us or your children get in the way of anything!”

“You kill the ones you introduced to me, and I’ll do the same for you,” Adrian whispered in my ear, before placing a peck on my cheek.

“Please let me do the honours and kill them all?” I begged, pouting at him.

He chuckled and placed another soft kiss on my lips before sighing irritably and putting me back down so that I was standing on solid ground. “Alright a-s-s-h-o-l-e-s, let’s go. They’re probably wondering where we are by now.” He called out, before picking up Alana and placing her on his shoulders.

“Actually, they probably aren’t. See my parents and your parents are that used to the fact that you two are always inside one another, they just know not to expect you until three hours after the initial invitation time,” Blake informed us with a smug look.

I glared and pulled my tongue out at my brother just as the familiar shrill of Adrian’s phone was brought to life by a phone call. “Yes dad,” he answered, looking bored. “No, we’re not having se- it. We’re about to leave.”

Mason’s loud and characteristic voice could be heard from my position beside Adrian, and I watched as my husband rolled his eyes at his father before taking Alana off his shoulders and holding her in a more secure position. “Yes, I know her ass has grown bigger. I see her naked, remember?”

Amy, Blake and Allen all began to laugh at this, and I shook my head and smiled at my father in law’s concerns of the day. “She will still be able to fit in the car. It’s not as big as that Kardashian woman, dad.” Adrian gave the wall a flat look, before sighing. “Okay I’ll see you in about 20 minutes and you can discuss your daughter-in-law’s physique then, deal?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at the same wall.

An agreement must’ve come from Mason, because Adrian locked the phone shut seconds after Mason spoke, before he shoved the small piece of technology back into his pocket. “Let’s go. Shortcake, my dad said to make sure your ass doesn’t grow as big as that Kardashian girl and that your body is amazing just the way it is right now; which is practically what I’ve been saying to you this entire time.” He scoffed, before focusing on Allen. “Oh, and he said you’re a twat and a cock block – which I also agree with.”

“Adrian! The kids!” I cried, reminding him of the infants surrounding us – particularly the one in his arms.

“Shi- Sheets are nice! Kids, don’t say anything dad says, okay?” Adrian looked over at Mason and Alana, not bothering with Theo’s one year and eight months of vocabulary.