By the time Tony and Lana made their way back downstairs, their scents firmly mingled with each others after their recent coupling, Elena had already cut her cake. Lana seemed upset that they missed the big event.
“There's always next year,” Tony said with a shrug to which Lana slapped his shoulder for being rude.
“Six is a very special age,” Lana scolded.
“And so is 1,2,3,4,5..” Tony counted the numbers off his fingers. “We’ve been there for each one. It doesn’t make a difference if we missed one cake cutting.”
Lana shot Tony a look that told him to shut up before she made her way over to Rose who was handing out pieces of cake to all the kids. Immediately, Lana went to scoop up Jaxson who had been gurgling away in Josie's arms.
“You’re still a d**k, no matter how old you get,” D
