Stacey’s POV:
“Tessa, stop running around, please; don’t hurt yourself.” I shouted at the hyperactive little creature.
“It’s kind of your fault for giving her too much sugar.” Chloe added as she sipped her coffee from the counter.
“I couldn’t help it; she was so adorable,” I added. “And let me guess, you couldn’t say no?”
I sighed in defeat. “No, I couldn’t.”
It was the weekend, and we were just enjoying some family time, which now turned out to be a hunt for Tessa, who took too much sugar. She could barely stay in one place, and she was just making me run around the house.
“Tessa, if I wanted to run, I would’ve gone to the gym.” I started catching my breath, which earned me a laugh from Chloe.
“You know you could help.” I added
“Yeah, but I don’t want to.” She smiled, sipping
