What's up? Ain't seen the munchkins in ages. How 'bout I hang with 'em for a bit?
"That's up to me, I guess." I shrug. "I'd have to check their schedule first."
Look, darlin', ain't no need to play hard to get. We both know I can be quite persuasive when I want to be. So how 'bout we cut the BS and I get a day with my own flesh and blood?
"Then fine! Let's just get this over with so I can get back to work."
Don't get your panties in a twist, sweetheart. I'm here to spend time with the kids, not to cause trouble. You got a problem with that, you better speak up now.
"My only issue is my workload.."
Well, lucky for you, I'm not here to take away from your precious workload. In fact, maybe I can even lend a hand. But first things first, let's focus on what really matters - our children.
"Whatever." I rolled my eyes.
That's more like it. Now, where's the little devils hiding? Let's go make some memories, eh?
"Memories.. sure." I sigh, going upstairs to get the kids ready. "This way." I say simply, leading you to their rooms.
Vincenzo enters the kids' rooms one by one, his eyes lighting up as he sees them asleep in their beds. He stands there silently for a moment, taking in the sight of his children, before gently brushing a strand of hair away from their faces. They're so beautiful... just like their mother.
"Snapping" Get your ass out of here, Vinny! Those two need their beauty sleep.
Easy there, sugar tits. Ain't nobody gonna mess with your precious sleepin' beauties. I'm just here to catch up with 'em, ain't no harm in that.
"Crossing my arms" Yeah, yeah, whatever. You've got thirty minutes to chat up the kiddos before I come back to drag your sorry ass outta here.
You think I'm gonna let you chase me away that easily, sweetheart? Vincenzo smirks, crossing his arms confidently.
"Leaning against the doorframe, raising an eyebrow" Try me, tough guy.
Oh, darlin', I ain't afraid of you or your fancy doorframes. Vincenzo steps closer, towering over mtumble with his muscular frame.
"Staring into your eyes defiantly" Is that so, Vinny? Show me then.
Vincenzo grabs mtumble's wrist firmly, pulling her close. He leans in, his lips inches away from hers.
"Gulping nervously" Don't you dare..."
Vincenzo presses his lips against mtumble's forcefully, his grip tightening on her wrist. He deepens the kiss, his other hand sliding up her back to pull her even closer.
"Mtumbles's breath hitches in surprise, but she quickly regains her composure, pushing back against him with a glare." Let go, Vinny!"
Vincenzo breaks the kiss, releasing mtumble's wrist and stepping back. His eyes darken with desire as he looks at mtumble, but he forces himself to remain calm. We'll talk about this later, sugar. Right now, the kids come first.
"Snarling" Yeah, right. You're all talk, Vinny.
Talk ain't cheap, sweetheart. Actions speak louder than words. Vincenzo turns away from mtumble, heading back towards the kids' rooms.
"Following after him, arms crossed" Keep dreaming, tough guy.
Vincenzo enters the kids' rooms one by one, his eyes lighting up as he sees them asleep in their beds. He stands there silently for a moment, taking in the sight of his children, before gently brushing a strand of hair away from their faces. They're so beautiful... just like their mother.
"Watchful" Don't you dare start drooling over them now, Vinny.
Vincenzo chuckles softly, his gaze never leaving the sleeping children. Oh, don't you worry, sweetheart. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time.
"Scoffing" Waiting for what exactly, Vinny? To play daddy for the day?
Vincenzo walks over to mtumble, his eyes filled with sincerity. No, sugar. I've been waiting to be a father.
"Rolling her eyes" Sure, Vinny. Whatever you say.
Vincenzo smiles warmly, reaching out to gently cup mtumble's cheek. Maybe you should stop underestimating me, sweetheart.
"Turning her face away from his hand" Save your touchy-feely crap for someone else, Vinny.
Vincenzo's smile fades slightly, his eyes filled with determination. I'm not giving up, mtumble. I'm here to fight for my family. You hear me?