"You three have fun!" My mom called after us as we made our way to the front door. I couldn't remove my smile from my face as I watched Ken listen intently to whatever Tanya was saying as they walked ahead of me.
"You're going to make a great father someday," I abruptly blurted.
"I know, I'll make sure our kids always have the best," he said with a wink. I scoffed and rolled my eyes at him, something that proved to be a very bad idea. I yelped as a harsh stinging sensation overtook my butt cheek, realizing seconds later that what I felt was Ken smacking my butt. I glared at him playfully as he moved around my body to buckle Tanya into her car seat - the one he'd borrowed temporarily from my mother.
"Rolling your eyes at someone is very rude, isn't it Tanya?" Ken murmured in a sing-song
