I peeked out from the kitchen to see her drop her bags before carrying the little brat.
"How's my baby boy doing?" I heard her ask but heard no reply from Tim.
Was he really playing the angry card?.
"Hello pretty" I greeted as I walked out of the kitchen with some plates on my hands and an apron ties around my waist.
Little Timothy winged out of her arms and ran to where I was making her giggle.
I was fully aware of Elena's heated gaze on my body so I asked Timothy to go get the spoons.
The little one hurriedly ran kni the kitchen still under her gaze.
I watched her watch my body, with my shirt off her eyes were still undressing me.
Her eyes trails down following the sweat that was trailing down my skin.
What was she doing?.
Her hot gaze was making my body timhle making me know t
