Chapter 120: Madison

“I’m exhausted,” I confess, falling onto our bed after 10 o’clock.

“I’m glad Mom suggested turning in early,” Hamilton smirks, leaning his body over mine.

“We do need to be up for Taylor by seven in the morning,” I remind him.

“Some of us are always up by seven,” Hamilton teases as his nose gently guides along my neck.

“Ham,” I half moan, half protest.

He presses himself up on his straightened arms as if doing a push up. “Let’s place a bookmark in my intentions. What’s had you distracted all day?”

I bite my lip. I should have known I couldn’t hide this from him. I roll my eyes before I begin.

“It’s that bad?” he asks.

“No. I rolled my eyes because I hoped to keep it from you until we were alone. I thought I did a better job hiding it,” I admit. “It’s nothing bad, just a parenting challenge for us.”

His eyes morph from full of desire to concern for our daughter. He sits up on the bed, pulling a folded leg between us. I prop myself up, crossing my legs in front of me.