Amiel, son, would you like to sleep tonight at Grandma Darameh's and Grandpa Frank's house?" Darmiel asked before they stood up to go to the dining area for breakfast.
Ameelah looked at him questioningly. Her eyes narrowed instantly as she caught the overly innocent look facade on his handsome face. They were still standing near the edge of the large bed, the warmth of their morning embrace lingering in the air, but Darmiel was already plotting their next destination.
"Yes, Dad, let us visit my other grandma and grandpa tonight," Amiel replied and Darmiel smiled widely. The little boy looked up from his toy, his gray eyes lighting up with genuine excitement at the thought of visiting the massive Hilbates estate.
Darmiel turned his gaze back to Ameelah, his shoulders shifting playfully
