“Of course I do like you all! But I can’t join your conversation! I would rather go upstairs to look after Doris’s kids. Just give me a call when the food is ready.” Emmeline said.
Benjamin laughed, saying, “Sure, we will smoke here. See you later.”
Waylon came out of the kitchen with an apron and asked, “Where’s Emma?”
Abel answered, “She went upstairs. She wanted to play with the kids.”
“Help me to ask her, does she want a roasted or stewed turkey?” “She should be on the third floor; it’s a guest room.” Waylon said.
“Alright.” Abel put down his cigarette, and he could hear Emmeline teasing the babies from the hallway. “Such a good baby; smile for me, please. Oh! She smiled, “How cute!”
Abel looked inside the room and was touched by how gentle Emmeline’s expression is. She could not stop smiling as she looked at the little baby girl in her arms.
“Let me hug her.” Abel was struck in the heart the moment he saw the baby’s pink and pouty face.
Emmeline did not want to give him Nessa and said, “She is too cute; don’t take her away from me! Shoo! “You can go to Mrs. Flores; she is holding another baby, Una!”
“Please, I will just hold her for a while!”
Emmeline finally agreed to let him hold the baby, and Abel carefully reached out his hand. He was confident in his skill at holding a baby, as he had played with Kendra’s daughter Quin before. Mrs. Flores was amazed too. “I never thought that Mr. Abel was quite professional at this.”
“It’s a pity that our kids are turning five, but he never got to hold them before.” Emmeline pouted.
Mr. Flores had no idea what happened between them; she smiled quietly.
Abel was so excited by just looking at the baby girl in his arms. “I can’t turn back the time nor get our munchkin back to your belly too!”
Emmeline got flirty. “What a glib talker! Don’t be so shameless!”
Abel laughed, saying, “I have more; give me a chance; I can teach you everything!”
“Of course not! Go away, shoo!” Emmeline chuckled.
“I want to have more baby girls with you! Is it shameless?” Abel grinned.
Emmeline blushed and said bashfully, “I am done with you! Give me back, Nessa!”
Abel did not want to let go of the baby girl, but he gave in to Emmeline anyway. He decided to tease the baby boy, Una, that Mrs. Flores was holding.
Emmeline said, “Why are you here playing with kids instead of talking with brothers?”
Abel finally remembered why he was here in the first place. “The babies are too cute; I forgot I was here with a mission!”
“What is it?” Emmeline asked.
“Ben wanted to know, how do you want your turkey to be cooked?”
“I prefer roasted turkey with lots of spice!”
“Got it. Let me go back to Ben.” Abel looked at the baby girl again before going downstairs.
Mrs. Flores asked, “Who would have thought that Mr. Abel loves kids? Are you guys planning to have more when you are still young?”
Emmeline turned red and murmured, “I am still hesitating; I need time to think about this.”
“Why are you reluctant? Isn’t it normal to get pregnant with someone you love?” Mrs. Flores said.
Emmeline got redder, and she thought to herself, “Do I still ask Abel to wear protection next time?”
