1 year later.
Levi POV:
“Ahh! f**k!” I yell and Venny grunts.
“Move to the side a little. I can’t get it in the hole.” He says and I sigh.
“The whole is big enough, just shove that bad boy in,” I tell him as I distractedly watch his muscles flex.
“I’m trying to but I’m not trying to hurt your foot again.”
Then I hear a familiar voice from outside.
“Are your Daddies having trouble moving the couch again?” Lionel asks and Bayley my nine-year-old preteen answers with something sassy that I don’t clearly hear.
Lionel walks in with his 4-year-old daughter Bonnie on his hip who has fallen asleep. Bonnie has her mother’s caramel skin and black curly hair, but her personality is all Lionel with how witty and funny she is.
Bayley walks in with her pink gaming tablet, into our forever home
