Chapter 62: Couldn't Ask For More

Clause groaned when little hands groped his arms. Before he could move to avoid them, those little hands trailed from his arms to his neck and tickled there. Small giggles broke out the silence in the room. He tried to avoid the tickles by rolling on the other side only to groan again when someone plopped their weight on his back.

“Papa, wake up!” 

He grunted and put a pillow on the back of his head. “Papa, it's the kitchen.”

He quickly opened his eyes and tried to look at Nicolo. His son smirked and plopped down to the bed. “Mama's in the kitchen. Do you think she'll burn it? I saw her throw water on the stove, " he mumbled with his most innocent voice. 

His feet seemed to ha