Lorna POV
A wriggle under the duvet, alerts me that I’m not as alone as I first thought.
Slumber is regularly interrupted in this house and I find I have to be grateful for every opportunity I get.
Another wiggle near my toes confirms not alone that I am not alone but also the identity of the disrupters.
“Xander!!”
“Lexi!!”
I hear whisper shouting for my darling husband. I try my best to hold my composure but I can’t manage it much longer.
“Your mother needs her rest, please! Please! Come out of the bed and back outside!” Drake tries again but it’s a losing battle. There’s not a lot that will get in between our 6 year old twins and their quarry.
“I’ll get the kitchens to make you as many pancakes as you can eat for breakfast lunch and dinner” Oo that’s pulling out the big g
