Page 38 of Dreams Do Come True
“It might not be,” I mutter. I can’t believe Kean offered up some of my cookie goodness. I look down at River, who is still drinking. “Meanie daddy.”
He nudges my arm. “There are still a few more in the bag, plus we have a whole bag that’s not been touched yet. Don’t be greedy, Tus.”
“Tus,” Lyric happily says, holding out half his slobbered-over apple.
“That’s all yours, little man, I have cookies to eat.”
His face falls. “Tus,” he says softly.
I pluck the piece of apple out of his hand and eat it as quickly as I can, trying not to think about where it’s been.
Lyric laughs and holds his hand up. “Five Tus.”
I high-five him and give him another piece of apple, which he starts to eat.
“I’m sure Kean would like some apple, Lyric,” I happily suggest.
Kean glares at me as Lyric takes the half-chewed apple out of his mouth and holds it out to Kean.
“Clean.”
Kean sighs and eats the apple piece.
By this time, River has finished his bottle, and I have him up by my shoulder, burping him. He lets out a mighty burp, and then I feel my shoulder get wet.
“Please tell me he didn’t just bring his milk up all over my shoulder.”
“Yeah, he did Honey. Stay there, and I’ll get a towel to mop it up. That’s why you have a burp cloth,” he says, getting out of bed.
Lyric has a look of disgust on his face.
“Yeah, little man. I’m glad I can’t see it, the smell’s bad enough.”
Kean comes and mops up my shoulder.
“I’m going to have a shower so I can get rid of this smell. Can you watch the boys?”
Kean nods, taking River out of my arms and picking Lyric up, and holding him under his arm, much to Lyric's delight. “I’ll get Lyric some breakfast and put River on the play mat.”
“That’s still in the car. Hold on,” I push my magic out. “Everything that was in the car is now in the lounge. Lyric’s highchair is in the dining room, as is River’s play mat.”
Kean leans down and kisses me. “I’m so glad you have magic.”
“Me too,” I say, standing up, watching Kean and the boys walk out of the bedroom while I head for the bathroom.
CHAPTER 13
Ipull up in front of the manor. We left later than we originally wanted, but just as we were about to leave, Justin came round to see how things were and to give us the signed adoption papers. I was surprised we didn’t need to go to court, but apparently, paranormal adoptions are handled differently. I’m so happy everything went through quickly and seamlessly, and that now I don’t need to worry about something going wrong and the boys being taken away from us.
I take note of the cars parked up. “Looks like everyone is home for dinner.”
“It does. Sly, Ebby and the boys are here as well,” Kean says. He looks at me and grins. “Ready?”
“Yep. You get River, I’ll get Lyric. Don’t forget River’s bag,” I lean in and give him a quick kiss before getting out of the car and opening the back door to get Lyric out. I unbuckle him, and he holds his arms out, smiling at me.
I pick him up and grab his bag. “Ready to meet your new family?”
Lyric nods, sticking his thumb in his mouth and resting his head against my chest, teddy clutched close.
