Lyla
“Okay, are your eyes still closed?” Conner asked. I smiled at the enthusiasm in his voice. Kellen chuckled as he guided me on one side as Conner was on the other.
“Yes, baby boy, my eyes are still closed. You have both been so secretive in the last month. Sneaking away while I dealt with Malcolm. If I didn’t know better, I would think there was someone else.”
“Never,” Kellen rumbled. His hand squeezing mine. I squeezed his back.
Kellen showed me his love in quiet ways. Whispering to me in my ear. The way he touched me. A brush of his hand against mine, on my arm, the pressure of him against my back. Conner was more openly affectionate. A kiss on my cheek, calling me love in front of anyone, carrying me every chance he got.
I loved them both with all my heart, and I wa
