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Story: From Angel to Rogue
“Good morning, Landon,” I announced in the sweetest possible voice when Lan came rolling out of bed. I leaned over to wipe down the counter on the far end. The motion made my tits spill out of my low-cut sundress. I deliberately chose this instead of my modest ones so I could gauge his reaction
Through my lashes, I could see Lan’s eyes go straight to my chest and his gaze darkened as he came to a standstill.
“Morning,” he mumbled, taking the seat at the breakfast table right opposite me. “What are you doing?”
“Just cleaning up.”
“On a Saturday morning?” He scratched his head, but his eyes were still trained on the top of my chest. I was two sizes larger than usual. I thought it was because I’d started eating again, butnow, I knew the real reason. No wonder they felt heavier and my nipples a shade darker.
Hiding my smirk, I slowly straightened myself. “Yeah, why not?”
A slight flush spread across his nose when his eyes met mine and found me watching him. “Umm, what?”
I raised a brow and threw the cloth away. “You asked me.” I bunched my arms under my chest, popping a hip.
“What?” A swallow worked down his throat. “What did I ask you?”
“Cleaning. Remember.” I tried hard not to let my coy smile show when he didn’t say a thing while his eyes raked over me like I was his only obsession.
My insides screamed with glee. I’d never been brave enough to play like this with him, but it served him right for toying with me.
“Lan.” I waved a hand in front of his face. “You okay?”
“Yeah.” He licked his lips.
My little tease session gets interrupted by the sweetest possible voice. “Katiew,” Luka mumbled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he made his way to me.
He was wearing his cute green frog and red car pajama set that I got for him. I might have gone a little too overboard and completely revamped his closet with the most adorable and smartest wardrobe that I could find.
“Hey, Luka.” Before I could crouch down to meet him, Lan lifted him and plopped him on the tall breakfast chair while his little feet dangled in the air.
“Hey, buddy. Good sleep?” Lan asked him, returning to his previous seat. I didn’t miss the way Lan adjusted his pants in a flash of a second.
I guess I did affect him a lot more.
Let’s see how long you pretend to be aloof.
“Yes, Lawndon. I dreamed about dino’s attacking a munster.”
“Whoa, buddy. That must be some dream.”
It was natural to have a lisp at his age, but I sometimes worry if maybe it was because of his past. He was still small and thin, but I’d been making him eat a lot of good fats and proteins along with one too many treats. As a mother, I shouldn’t really encourage them, but I just wanted him to get stronger while still not missing out on his childhood.
Luka nodded, slanting a shy smile my way.
“What do you want for brekkie?” I asked, coming over to his side. “Since it’s the weekend, you get to choose whatever you want.”
“Really?” His wide eyes blinked at me.
“Yep.”
“Hmm.” His brow furrowed as he thought for a long second while Lan and I exchanged a look that could only be deciphered as proud parents.
“Can I get a chocolate milkshake? I louve them,” he said, his voice brimming with innocence.
“Of course you can. But you must brush your teeth after that.” I mustered a stern voice. “One chocolate milkshake for brekkie coming right up,” I announced as if I was the one who was going to make it. Coupled with my insistent craving and Luka requesting them almost every day, I had my favorite diner in the city deliver them every day.
There was already a fresh chocolate milkshake waiting in the fridge.
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