Epilogue

“Skylar, this outrageous! It’s been six months!” Ethan complained from the kitchen.

“I told you I’m not going to let you touch me until Katie and Kevin are at least five years old.” I said, climbing up the stair to our room.

The heard footsteps follow me from behind, more hastily than I mine. As I reached the last step, Ethan pulled me back by my waist and pinned me to the wall.

I waited for the wall to hit my head and knock me down, but luckily for me, Ethan already anticipated it and placed his hand on my head.

“I cannot wait for another four and a half years to have sex with my wife.” he affirmed. “You know you’re being unreasonable.”

I frowned at him. “Hey, you’re not the one who carried twins in your womb. You’re not the one who almost died in labour for two whole days. And you’re not the one who pushed two very persistent babies out of your vagina just six months ago. Do you even know how that feels? Painful. And do you also know who caused that? You!”

“Wait, now I’m supposed to