Epilogue: and that's our happily ever after (2)

   Later in the evening, 5pm to be precise. Ted and I managed to sneak out of the living room where the kids were waiting impatiently for Yolanda to arrive. Cookie had something to distract her and keep her away; stare at the door intensely. I made him fall on the bed with our lips still locked in a hungry kiss, my hands trying to get rid of his buttons. His hand was around my waist, the other squeezing one of my cheeks roughly. I moaned into his mouth, throwing my legs over to straddle him.

   His hands went up to my shirt, ripping it open effortlessly. I giggled and grind myself against him, placing my hands on his chest. A grunt vibrated through his chest, his hands going down to grip my hips. And then it happened. 'Mommy!!!!' I groaned with frustration, falling my head on the crook of his neck. Ted chuckled.

   'Why do I feel like she's ka