Ruby Mercer watched Christopher Moore like she was wary of a hungry wolf.
Christopher Moore helplessly pulled a smile and said, "No more kisses, come here!"
Christopher Moore opened his arms to welcome his lovely wife. Ruby Mercer glanced at him, reluctantly shifted and flopped into Christopher Moore's embrace.
Must admit, this hug was truly comfortable...
Though firm, it didn't jab her, and it felt so secure.
Christopher Moore's deep and pleasant voice came from above Ruby Mercer's head, "Should we take them to see the school tomorrow?"
Ruby Mercer's hand was restless, her fingers traced lazily across Christopher Moore's body.
Christopher Moore felt Ruby Mercer tickling his heart...
Ruby Mercer nodded, not speaking; she just wanted to quietly enjoy this warm moment.
Quietly?
Oh no, what about her three kids?
"Where are the three children?"
Ruby Mercer lifted her head to look at Christopher Moore. Could he really be an evil stepdad?
And maybe sold their kids to someone?
