I will never be yours by Melan pamp

I Will Never Be Yours By Melan pamp Epilogue

Selena pov

1 year later

Feeling him trace his hand up my thigh before he places it on my waist and pulls me close to him, it’s early in the morning and our kits haven’t wake up yet.

“it’s time for us to head up if we are going to get ready in time for our trip, you know we promised the others!” Kian says and places a kiss on my shoulder before he turns me on my back, I sigh and open my eyes tired right now and wish we didn’t promise to go with the rest and shopping today they wanted for us all to go.

“I don’t remember I promised to go!” I say and pull the quilt over my head, could lay all day in here instead of going. Hearing him chuckle before he pulls the quilt off me and climbs over me instead.

“it’s time for you to get up and get dressed!” he says and pecks my lips when I wrap my arms around his neck instead.

” or we could stay in here all day instead!” I say when he laughs and gives me a kiss.

“Not today love!” he says and takes my arms away from his neck before he get out of the bed and heads over to the bathroom, I sigh and take a moment before I reluctantly get up from the bed and head over to the closet. I don’t want to go shopping for several hours even if the rest are going with us.

Taking down some clothes to wear I hear him come out of the bathroom and I get out and place my clothes on the bed before I’m starting to head for the bathroom and wash up.

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“the twins are up and almost ready to go, we have time and grab some breakfast before we should go! I’ll take them and go

downstairs while you get ready” he says when I have reached over to the bathroom.

“Alright, I’ll be down in a bit!” I say and walk inside to wash up and get ready, taking my time and not stressing too much I walk out of the bathroom and head over to get dressed. When I’m done I walk out of the room and head down to the kitchen, hearing Kian talk to our kids when I get closer to the kitchen I smile at how cute they sound when they try to speak back to him but all there is are noises.

Walking inside he is sitting by the table with them in their chairs, they all turn to look my way when I walk inside and I head over to give them a kiss before grabbing myself some coffee.

hear Dezz say and stop in my track and turn back to look at them and Kian

you just say, dad?” he says and looks at her, it takes a

pulls her out of her chair and place her down in his lap instead when he turns his head and

the biggest smile when I get over to grab my coffee. I’m not surprised she would be the first one to

my cup I head back to the table and take a seat beside our son, he is eating small pieces of a sandwich and I get myself one when I start

Emma where she tells me they are

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sandwich in a rush before drinking my coffee, placing it down on the table I give Mateo the last piece

to go!” Kian says when I head over with our plates and

my arms and wait for him to walk over to where we are, I could easily portal us over there but today they have decided

by the car and once we all are inside we start to move from the castle in a caravan

coming with us and Kian wanted to have some guards beside Emma and

to

a big mall and

Dezz out of her seat and walk around the car to Kian where he has placed down our son in the shopping cart, I take the other and place our daughter down when Ella

walk inside and the others grab things and place them down in their carts while I walk around and look

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get this urge to have some and take down two bags when

and Declan beside Ella, they are talking and taking care of the kids while placing down food

off him, that’s another level of sexy to take care of our kids and shop for everything we need without me having to say a

and drooling over him. when Emma comes walking up behind me on

when I take another crisp and

say and she turns her head and looks the way I am when she grabs

she says when Jessie speaks

when did it get sexy to see my mate take care of our girl and fill a shopping