Natalie stared at him for a moment, before the stare turned to a glare and she gave his shoulder a solid shove. "You are such a dick," she snapped, arms crossing over her chest in frustration. "Why do you keep messing with me?! You know, you've been gone for a week. I think I've earned some really, really good behavior out of you for a while." She could feel a serious pout coming on, and she let it happen without contest.
"Jerk," she added with a huff, flopping over on to her side on the bed.
Still, he had said they were their kids. Theirs. She and Evan's. Their kids. She bit back a smile and forced her pout to stay in place. She was still mad at him. The father of her children. Hee. NO. Mad!