Looking at my son, I found him glaring at his dad now sucking my cheek. He is behaving like a jealous lover.

“Ohhh my jealous baby. I love you and only you, no one else”. I place a kiss on his head.

“Not even me, their dad?” came a husky voice behind my ear. I shuddered, and he places soft kisses on my exposed neck siding my hair.

A moan escaped my lips, and that's when I came back to reality. (I have to control myself, when I am around him). I thought.

“ Let's go. I made breakfast, and before you start why I made breakfast? Then let me...