Estre quipped, “Isaac’s out like a light, what are you still doing up?”
Jason replied with a wistful smile, “I’ve missed the little guy. Heck, I even dreamt I was piloting a
chopper just to drop in and see him.”
Estre found herself unable to resist those puppy dog eyes.
Sensing her softened stance, Jason took her hand and guided her indoors as if he was bringing her
home to the Nelson family estate.
Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.
Back in the bedroom, Isaac was sleeping peacefully. Jason bent down and nted at gentle kiss on the
boy’s forehead.
Estre set aside the two presents Jason had brought, slipping off her coat as she remarked, “The
Lego set you picked out is too advanced for him. He can’t y with that just yet.”
Jason handed his coat to her, chuckling, “I’ll help him with it.”
The three of them, in that moment, truly resembled a little family.
Pulling up a chair beside Isaac’s bed, Jason teased, “Darling, our son’s starting to look more and more
like me.”
Estre hung up his coat, shooting him a nce, “Keep telling yourself that.”
Jasonughed, pulling her by the wrist to sit on hisp. He nted a kiss on her and asked with a grin,
“Miss me?”
As Estre fended off his wandering hands, Jason swooped in for another kiss, his right hand, now
unopposed, crept higher up her waist, “Looks like you’ve grown a bit since I’ve been gone.”
Her grip tightened on his wrist, “Don’t get cocky. Get back to your ce.”
Jason whispered against her lips, “I don’t want to.”
It had been three years, and Jason’s flirting skills had only sharpened. A brief silence from Estre was
all the invitation Jason needed. As their lips met, she reflexively wrapped her arms around his neck.
With a smirk, Jason scooped her up and headed for the bed.
Gentlyid down, Estre propped herself up on her elbows, “Go shower first.”
Jason pinched her chin yfully, “You just want to fall asleep before Ie back.”
Without waiting for a reply, he nipped her nose “Sweetheart, even if you do fall asleep, it
won’t work this time.”
Estre, feigning disgust, pushed him toward the bathroom, and he left with augh.
Jason emerged from the shower to find Estre seemingly asleep. He wasn’t in a hurry. He slipped into
bed beside her and kissed her tenderly.
Of course, Estre was only pretending. His kisses trailed lower, and unable to hold back, Estre let
out a soft moan, then chided half-heartedly, “Are you ever going to let me sleep?”
Now that she was awake, Jason perked up, his motions igniting a blush on Estre’s cheeks as she
clutched the sheets tightly. Finally, Jason returned to her lips, murmuring the question, and she
responded with a passionate kiss.
But they kept their movements subdued, careful not to wake Isaac sleeping in the next bed. At times,
Estre had to bite down on Jason’s shoulder to stifle her cries.
The
e next morning, Estre and Jason woke to find Isaac already up, gripping his foot and gazing at them
intently. At the sight of them stirring, Isaac giggled joyfully.
Isaac’sughter was contagious; even Estre and Jason couldn’t help but join in.
After theughter subsided, Estre joked, “I’m starting to think I’ve birthed a little simpleton who only
knows how tough.”
Jason didn’t find that amusing, wrapping his arms around her from behind, “Nonsense, our boy’s the
brightest.”
As Isaac watched his parents banter, he just clutched his foot andughed even harder, clearly
enjoying the show.
Estre realized her son loved a good spectacle, teasing him, “What’s so funny, kiddo?”
“Mama!” Isaac called out, crawling toward Estre and burying himself in her embrace.
Jason yfully pinched the boy’s cheek, “Buddy, that’s my wife you’re cuddling with.”
Isaac just snuggled closer into Estre’s arms in response. Not to be outdone, Jason quickly enveloped
Estre in his arms from behind. The early morning turned into at tug-of-war for affection, with Isaac
basking in the attention, assured that his mother’s gaze was fixed on him. He felt like he was winning.
As the yful struggle continued, Jason grew bolder, his arms around Estre bing
less innocent.
Estre, sensing his tant disregard for propriety, scolded with a stern look, “Jason, have you lost
your mind? Isaac’s awake.”
Jason kissed her neck, “He’s young, he won’t understand
Estre rolled her eyes, Jason, don’t even think about a second round, and don’t expect
me to let you in at night anymore.”
Jason responded with a kiss to her ear, silent. saac quickly kissed Estre’s cheek, and the contest of
wills persisted..
The bed shook with their antics, and Isaac found it even more amusing, bouncing and cheering them
on.
Estre was frustrated, rebuking Jason, “Enough with the nonsense.”
Jason hummed ambiguously, then suggested, “Darling, let’s have another little one.”
Estre ignored him, regretting underestimating Jason’s shamelessness once again.
After Jason finished, Estre tried to rest, but Jason was still up, ying with Isaac, asking if he wanted
a little brother or a sister.
Watching the two boys beside her, Estre couldn’t help but smile. Maybe having some help wasn’t so
bad after all.
“Estre, is Isaac up? I brought him…” Right in the midst of the family’s joyful chaos, Autumn suddenly
pushed open the door and stepped inside.
Upon seeing the scene before her, Autumn froze, her eyes widening as she stood in the doorway.
How on earth did Jason end up here? When did he arrive? And why in the world was hesin Estre’s
room?
Autumn’s mind was a whirlwind of questions, each one followed by a wave of embarrassment. They
were all caught off guard, half-dressed. Isaac’s little shoulder peeking out from his shirt.
On the bed, Jason and Estre froze as Autumn pushed the door open. Both were cau like deer in
headlights, while Isaac, with his sweet, cute voice, called out, “Granny.”