“Good night, Daddy." Gifford yawned. He was indeed sleepy. He decided to go to his mom as soon as he got up in the morning.

After making sure that the boy was sound asleep, Wesley heaved a sigh of relief and went back to his bedroom.

Blair was not asleep yet. Upon seeing him, she asked, “How's Gifford?

Is he asleep?"

"Yeah." Wesley took off his pajamas and threw them away.

"That boy is so hard to deal with," he complained. He missed the innocent baby

Gifford used to be. Back then, he would listen to whatever Wesley said.

Blair cast a reproachful glance at hi told you to Lock the door, but you didn't listen. You can't blame him.”

"I didn't expect this to happen." He pulled Blair into his arms. After what had happened, he would make sure to lock the door next time. He didn't want their intimacy to be interrupted again

Blair rested her head on his shoulder.

"Get some rest."

Mim hmm."

But his moves betrayed his thoughts. She grabbed hold of his hand.

“What are you doing?"

“We must finish what was started. That is good virtue. You get some rest; I'll finish it on my own."

Blair rolled her eyes. ‘Really? How can I fall asleep with you torturing me?’

When Evelyn was almost five years old, Blair had given birth to

Gifford. Debbie had given birth to Terilynn soon after that.

Now, three years later, Blair gave birth to Yvette Leonard. Another two years down the line, Debbie gave birth to Matthew, her third child with

Carlos.

Gifford gazed at his sister, just born and wrinkled all over, and he whispered, “Finally, someone to go through training with me. Maybe Dad will Let up, for once."

Unfortunately, the Little boy was wrong. He waited patiently for his sister to grow up. But even when Yvette reached the tender age of three, Wesley still didn't seem interested in training her. He'd take the two out for a jog, but that was as intense as he got with Yvette.

Eventually, he'd take Yvette home, and play the harsh taskmaster with

Gifford.

Their third baby, Erica Leonard, was unplanned.