She busted out laughing. “You really know how to lighten the mood.”
“I do what I can, but I was being serious.”
“Mommy,” she played along. “Has no interest to sit on Daddy’s anything.”
“If you keep talking like that, Daddy’s going to have to take you over his knee.”
“Oh no,” she mocked, grabbing onto her chest. “Has Mommy been a bad girl?”
“On so many levels.”
“Too bad Mommy isn’t scared of you.”
“All the more reason to have Daddy spank that ass until it’s bright red.”
“The crazy thing is, I can’t tell if you’re kidding.”
“Based on your books, you’re into that shit too.”
“Jax! Stop reading my books!”
“Or what? What is Mommy going to do?”
Ben, being the cock blocker that he was, came running into the room.
“What’s Mommy going to do for what?”
I laughed. I couldn’t help it. Grabbing onto Ben, I pulled him onto my lap.
“Mommy isn’t being very nice to me.”
“Yeah … sometimes she’s not nice to me either.”
“Hey! This is not two against one.”
I smiled at Ben. “But us men have to stick together, right, bud?”
“Right, Dad.”
Sophie jokingly gasped. “What happened to Mommy’s boy for life?”
“I’m sorry, Mom. But I’m a man now.”
“Says who?”
“Dad and Grandpa.”
“Traitor.”
He jumped off my lap, rushing to her to throw his arms around her waist.
“I still love you, Mom. I promise.”
She beamed, sticking out her tongue at me. I reciprocated except I put my tongue in between my two fingers, mimicking a dirty gesture.
She shook her head, hiding back a smile.
Changing the subject, she asked, “Why did we decide to invite your parents and my mom again?”