It was a typical week morning. You were in the kitchen packing your toddler twins lunches and all of the sudden, you then felt warm hands around your waist from behind, followed with Kyle’s face nuzzling into your neck.

"Good morning, my love..." Kyle murmured, planting a kiss on the side of your neck.

You smiled softly and before you could reply, your toddler twins, Esme and Eleanor ran in, pushing Kyle away from you.

"Shoo!!" The girls whined, making a pouty face.

"That's our Mama!!" Esme huffed, looking at him with a cute, ‘angry’ glare.

As you laughed, Kyle stood there, pouting in defeat as he crossed his arms.