I smirked upon seeing her struggle with words, I did that and I was so proud that I felt like screaming it to Little Tim.
"Momma?" He called out again.
"Your uncle Andre wants me to go have a bath before eating" her piercing and hot gaze leave mine as she answers him.
"Yes" my boy said making me laugh softly to myself.
"But I don't want to... I want to eat first" she said with a pout plastered on her kissable lips and I smirked as the little man walked towards the couch I was sitting on.
"What do you think pops?" He asked making me cork my brows.
"Pops?" I asked him making him turn to stare at me.
"Yeah, so what do you think?" He asked me.
"I think Momma is pretty hungry" I said making him nod before adding, "the food would get cold too".
"So Momma can eat now right?" He asked me
