42. Date

Theodore's POV

"Baby, are you tired?" Adonis asks me after we practice dribbling, passing and shooting for an hour.

"Not really," I say and shoot the ball, aiming at the hoop but it fails to go through it. I leave a sigh and turn to Adonis. "Why can't I still do it?"

"Look, Little one, basketball isn't something you master in a week. I've been playing for years and sometimes even I fail to score a basket. You're just being over-ambitious right now," he says in a scolding tone, making me pout.

"Gosh, Theo! Now don't look at me like that! I feel like kissing you!" he says and comes towards me, making my heart pound faster.

I thought he'd kiss me. But he only cups my face with his both hands and stares into my eyes. "Listen, you'll get better with practice. Be proud that you're already this good with just one week's practice."

I nod to him and lean in kissing his beautiful lips. They slowly spread into a gentle smile against mine. "Did you already forget your Dad's ground rule?" H