Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 63

Chapter 63 – Not Letting Go (Sky‘s POV)

Anj jolted when my lips touched her soft lips, startling her as I kissed her. I wanted to do this since I woke up this morning, and when the kids called me, I just got a way to see her again. What I did not expect was to see Finn here with a bouquet of roses and cake.

What is he up to now?

“Daddy,” Lyra Helene and Selene giggled, stopping me from kissing her deeper. I kissed Lyra Helene‘s cheek and Selene‘s before turning my back on Anj, giving her time to breathe.

“What do you want Daddy to cook?” I asked Selene as we waited in the hallway. “God, what has mommy been feeding you? You‘re heavy.”

“Bread,” she giggled and wriggled her body, so I put her down, and she ran with her sister.” Spaghetti, Daddy. I want spaghetti,” she said as she squealed in delight when Leyanne ran after her.

“Me, too! Me, too!” Leyanne jumped in front of me. I chuckled. “Okay! We‘ll have spaghetti. How about you, Lyra Helene?” I asked when they went out of the faculty room. She was still in her mother‘s arms and didn‘t want to get down. I walked toward them. “What‘s wrong? Come to daddy,” I said as if it was natural for me to get someone‘s child in her mother‘s arm or if I could even say it to any woman.

She wrapped her tiny arms around my neck and buried her face on my neck. “I don‘t like him, Daddy,” she cried.

“Uncle Finn?” I asked curiously. Uncle Finn! I want to die laughing right now, and I was sure Olivia would burst a peal of laughter. “Yeah,” she tilted her head, peeking at Finn, also gazing at her curiously. “I‘m scared of him.” I kissed her hair. “Don‘t worry, he‘s nice like Daddy,” I promised her, but she only nestled her head to my neck again. “Lyra Helene, you better get down,” I heard Anj saying as she blocked the

two girls running around. “Please, girls, no running. You‘re making mommy dizzy.” “No,” she cried, almost choking me when she tightened her arms on my neck.

“How did you manage these three alone?” I asked as I shook my head when Anj tried to get Lyra Helene from me. “Let her be with Daddy.” “She‘s heavy,” she said, still trying to get her from me, but she only cried.

“It‘s okay, Anj. She‘s not heavy. I can still carry you, you know.” I batted my eyelashes at her, smiling and hoping to kiss her again, but with Finn looking at us, raising his eyebrows as he studied us, I stopped myself from puckering my lips. She heaved a deep sigh, giving up as she caught Selene‘s hand. Leyanne walked in Finn‘s direction, and as we all walked toward the stairs, the three children went quiet, probably

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“How did you become three?” I heard Finn say when we were already in the parking lot, and with a tone in his voice, he was only asking a rhetorical question, not wanting to get an answer.

“Mom said her fertilized egg split into three, producing us,” She answered, surprising Finn and me.

When our eyes met, we laughed.

“What are you studying? Biology?” Finn shook his head in disbelief. “Mommy?” Leyanne ran to her, sounding sad as if she had said something wrong as she held her hand

Instead of getting annoyed at Finn, she smiled gently at her, opened her car door, and Leyanne went inside and fastened her seatbelt in the child seat. “Uncle Finn is only asking you. He‘s not making fun of you,” she assured her as she checked the seatbelt, but Anj knew Finn was being sarcastic.

“Yeah, I‘m only asking. You‘re in kindergarten; I supposed you don‘t learn that in school yet,” he added, making me want to smack him in the head. Leyanne pouted, leaning forward to see Finn. “Uh–huh! Teacher Joy is teaching us shapes and colors.”

“See?” Finn smiled at her. “That‘s my point. Little girls are not supposed to know it yet,” His smile disappeared when three girls turned their heads at him and then at their mother.

Selene brushed the strands of hair on her face before getting inside. “She should at least teach us the vertices and angles.”

“The what?” I asked, turning to her. I put Lyra Helene in her car seat, and while I put on her seatbelt, she answered me.

“The vertices and angles,” she repeated, rolling her eyes at us as if Finn and I were dumb. “Sorry,” She mouthed, smiling apologetically at me. She was about to open the driver‘s seat, but I stopped her. “I‘m driving your car,” I said, taking the car key from her. “I asked Frank to drop me here.” I held her hand and led her to the passenger‘s side. I glanced at Finn, getting inside his car, but before he could drive past us, he stopped and opened the window.

“Your place?” He asked, and I could only nod at him, seeing how serious he was in joining us in our lunch today. “See you girls later!” he waved his hand at them before going ahead of us.

“Sky, we‘re going to their grandmother today,” she said resignedly, but I ignored her. “I told you I‘m only cooking lunch for the girls, and then you‘re free as a bird, Anj,” I promised as I closed the door and walked toward the driver‘s side.

“Just lunch,” I promised her as I began driving and recalled how I spent time with Olivia when she was young, scanning my brain and thinking of the nursery rhymes she loved to sing before, but as I was

about to open my mouth, Leyanne called her mother. “Mommy, can we skip lessons tonight?” She asked as she played with the barbie doll in her hand.

Anj glanced at them at the back and nodded as she checked on them again.

“Can I read something else?” Selene asked, talking as if she was not turning six but sixty. Anj looked ahead. “You may, baby. What do you want to read tonight?” When I looked at her quickly in the rearview mirror, she was looking at the roof of the car while her index finger pointed at her temple as she thought. I was about to suggest fairy tale titles when she answered. “Greek Mythology,” she answered, and when Anj said ‘okay,‘Selene smiled and joined Lyra Helene in reciting Humpy Dumpty. I caught Anj glancing at her wristwatch. “What time do you need to be there?” “At four,” Leyanne answered for her. I nodded. “We have plenty of time, Anj,” I smiled at her, but she puffed out air instead of answering me. “What are you so worried about?” She chuckled nervously as she looked at me. “It‘s what I‘m worried about,” she said and looked outside the window. “That plenty of time...” she uttered in a hushed tone. I reached for her hand and placed it on my thigh. “You know what‘s worrying me?”

“What?” She asked as her eyes overwhelmed with worries.

“Not wanting to let you go, Anj,” I answered, sighing deeply as I focused my eyes on the road. I must be crazy, but I have no plans to let her go today. Anyone can call me a bad daddy, but if I had to persuade her children to stay with me tonight, I will.