Brandon had his body face down against the mattress, an arm tucked underneath his pillow while his head rested against above it. His eyes were close, and he was faced at Noelle’s and her daughter’s direction; but even though he felt restless and had rushed to a Japanese restaurant for the sake of fulfilling Noelle’s craving earlier, Brandon couldn’t fall asleep. It wasn’t because he wasn’t tired (he’s been tired for a long time now) but much rather, he chose to stay awake to watch the little toes and fingers of Kayla’s wriggling. “And the things i do for you,” he muttered quietly, his eyes slowly opening to see Noelle digging into her takeaway box, and of course, Kayla on her booster seat.
She stuck her tongue out at him, before placing another piece of sushi on it. It was very sweet of him to take them to get food, especially with the level of exhaustion he had been facing. Crawling over to him, she poked his nose, smiling softly. “Yes, I know. I must be a pain in the arse,” she murmured, doing her best to imitate him. “But I am your pain in the arse, after all.” Setting the take out container off to the side, Noelle sat up on the mattress and picked Kayla up, setting the girl down in between them. Her heart sped up as she looked at her daughter, an immense love filling her. The brunette didn’t think she could ever love someone this much... well, other than one person. She wished she could capture this moment like a picture, their small family lying down together. Brandon, Noelle, and their daughter. “Who would have thought,” the brunette whispered. “Think back to when you first walked into the annoying 12 year old girl placed in your care. Would you have thought you’d be fathering her child?”
