Yvonne’s POV

When we were done with the kids, we looked at ourselves. We automatically knew it was time to get down. No, no one needed to say it a second time.

We rushed to our bedroom and we were barely inside the front door before Alex’s hands were on me, wrapped around my waist, turning me around. I smiled through all he did. I loved the way he rushed over me like I was the only thing on his mind at that moment.

When we were finally in, he kicked the door shut with his foot.

In that instance, I turned, putting him on the wall and kissing him...