~Javier’s POV~

I awoke to the delicious aroma of breakfast. I knew it was my wife in the kitchen. As I dashed downstairs, I was met by my kid and wife in the kitchen. Xavier was baking as my wife and the others arranged the table. I walked around her back to hug her as she went to check her pot. I kissed her neck while wrapping my hands around her waist. I sneered as she quiver slightly.

“You are mine to touch, Mrs. Hills?” She turned and kissed me while wrapping her hands around my neck.

I would have cursed you if you had asked me to marry four...