Felicity…
I took a quick shower as Jonathan, Axel, and our children were playing in the nursery. I was wearing PJs and was blowing my hair when Axel and Jonathan came inside my bedroom. Their eyes roamed over my body.
"Tomorrow we will move to our packhouse, baby girl; we got approval from your father," he said. I nodded, hung the hairdryer, and went to bed. "I need to pack things first for the children's needs. Can we move in after the wedding?" I asked.
"Not a chance, sweetheart. We will move tomorrow, pack what is necessary for days, and assign someone to pack your things here," he said. I didn’t argue with him.
The door to the nursery suddenly burst open, and there, the twins wearing identical striped PJs emerged. "We want to sleep here with you, Mom," Alex said. "Bud dads will be
