Archer POV
Ten Years Later…
I look over at Everly, laughing as she licks her ice cream cone. She’s making an absolute mess but then again, so are our kids in the backseat. I’ll have to clean my car later tonight or it will be a sticky mess.
“Want some?” she asks with a cheeky smile.
I lean over, taking a big lick. I hear her moan and I give her a look that says I’ll be licking something else as soon as the kids have gone to bed tonight.
“Did you see me do the pirouette, Dad?” my youngest daughter, Marianne, asks from the backseat.
I nod. “I did, you were great honey!”
We just left her ballet recital and grabbed a quick snack before we head over to my son, Mark’s, soccer game.
Saturdays are usually our busiest days but I wouldn’t change it for the world. Our kids are into swimming,
