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“Olivia, sweetie, we can’t bring Mr. Centaur to school,” Reyna told her daughter gently as she put on her golden studs.
It was an early morning and they were getting ready for Olive’s first day of school. The said girl pouted, put her stuffed animal down and went to sit on her parents' bed. She smiled softly and could clearly see Jason in her. Big blue eyes and lips pouted like a three year old she is.
She was about to go sit next to the little girl when her father beat her to it. He casually strolled in from the bathroom and sank down next to the girl. “Hey sunshine,” he started slowly, “you know if you bring Mr. Centaur to school, maybe he would miss home.
“He would?” Olive asked with huge eyes.
“Maybe.”
The three-year-old seemed to think for a moment before making up her mind,putting her stuffed animal and covering it with the blanket. Jason just turned to her and gave her a cocky smile that still made her knees weak even after all these years. They had been married for over four years now, but he still had that effect on her. And honestly, it frustrated her every time.
The two were knocked out of their little staring match by their daughter’s question.
“Can we go now, Daddy?”
“Sure, sunshine.” He replied, using her favorite nickname he used with her mother.
The little family made their way to the front door before Reyna carefully approached Jason’s back. Hearing her footsteps, he turned around when she was close enough and wrapped his arms around her.
“What’s up?” he whispered before gently kissing her neck.
“Jase,... we need to talk”
“Sure.” He was still kissing her neck, only this time his head was getting lower and lower.
“Jason.”
He stopped and looked at her cautiously. “Are you Ok?”
“It worked,” she simply replied.
He stared at her for a moment. “What?”
“It worked.”
He didn’t stop staring for another moment before his face broke down into a big, goofy grin and he engulfed her in that big bear hug he gave her the first time she told him.
“Mommy, Daddy, why are you guys hugging?”
They broke apart and slowly smiled at their only daughter, well not for long anyway.
“Olive, sweetie, come here for a second. We’ve got something to tell you.”
The little girl squirmed for a moment before shyly spoke up. “Mommy, I broke your favorite flower vase in the kitchen.”
“Oh, Olive. What happened?”
“I’m sorry, I was trying to reach for my lunch,” she quietly said and hung her head down shamefully.
“It’s Ok, love. We’re proud of you for admitting this.” Jason spoke up for her.
“And I also dropped my milk cup on the floor and it’s all over your shoes, Daddy. Oh, and does it count if I spill the water but not break the glass?”
Reyna sighed. A lot can happen in an early morning.