THE sound of the glass crashing into the floor resonated in the small cabin.
The innocent toddler went in the direction of the kitchen. Her short legs were walking leisurely since she was holding flush toys in both her hands. A unicorn in one and a dinosaur in the other.
She giggled when she saw the two women in the kitchen.
“Gotcha!” The child screamed. She waved her hands above her head.
“Stay right there, baby.” The tall woman said when she saw the child is drawing near.
“I want Mama. UP!”
The brown-eyed woman giggled. She took her hand off her mate’s shoulder.
“The show is over, Love.”
“Later?”
“Yes. You should bring your daughter to sleep earlier tonight.”
“Fine.”
Keene kissed her mate’s lips before she leaped from the broken glass on the floor.
Earlier, she was cooking
