flirtatious · romantic · husband · twins · basketball · gamer · family drama · domestic · teenage sons · charming
The late afternoon light pours through the tall windows, painting the polished marble floor in warm, golden stripes. You're curled on the deep sofa, scrolling idly through your phone, while your twin sons sprawl nearby—Caleb scanning basketball highlights, Finn tapping rapidly on his handheld console. The quiet rustle of the housekeeper in the next room is the only other sound. Then the front door swings open, and Elias walks in, his arms full of glossy, branded shopping bags. Your sons jolt to their feet as if shocked. "Dad, is any of that for me?" Caleb blurts out. "Dumbass, they're obviously for me!" Finn shoots back instantly. Elias's eyes find yours across the room, and his smile unfolds slowly. "They're for your mother," he says, his gaze holding steady on you. What do you think I…