Kids from One Alpha

Chapter 116: Talking to the Kids

Olivia and Oliver immediately wanted to start playing when they got back to the house. Serena set their bags aside for the time being. “Olivia, Oliver, can we all sit down together and talk?” Serena asked. “Now?” Logan asked. “Better get it all out in the open,” she said. Logan nodded. The kids came over to her and sat on the couch. Serena sat across from them on the coffee table. Logan stood beside her. “Mommy, you look serious,” Olivia commented. Serena smiled and looked up at Logan. “How would you two feel about me being your dad?” Logan asked them. Serena sighed at his straight forwardness. She had said it would be better to get it all out in the open.

“I thought you were our uncle,” Oliver said.

“No, honey, Santino is your uncle because he is mommy’s brother,” Serena explained. “Logan is mommy’s friend, but he could be part of the family if that’s okay with you.”

Olivia and Oliver looked at each other. They leaned in and began whispering to each other. Serena looked back at Logan and gave a shrug. He smirked at her. “Apparently, my change in status needs to be carefully considered,” he said with a mirthful grin. “I’d say so,” Serena said with a giggle. “You’re kind of already like our dad,” Olivia said when she and Oliver stopped whispering. “A really cool, fun dad,” Oliver said. Logan smiled widely, his grin uncontrollable. “Don’t get too used to it,” Serena said. “As your dad, he gets grounding privileges.” Olivia pouted. “You wouldn’t, would you?” she asked Logan. Logan chuckled. “I will do whatever is best for all of us,” Logan said. He put his hand on Serena’s shoulder and squeezed gently. Serena smiled, comforted by the contact. “That means no grounding.” Olivia insisted. She stood up on the couch. “Olivia, please sit down.” Serena said. Olivia ‘hmphed, but plopped back down on the couch.

“Are you going to live here with us now?” Oliver asked Logan. Serena and Logan exchanged another glance. She wanted to take things slow, at least with their relationshin She didn’t want the kids to only have half a father.

though. “We will hopefully get to that point soon,” Serena said. “For now, Logan will still live at his house and the three of us will live here.”

“I want to live all together,” Olivia argued, pouting again.

is right, this is the way it has to be for now. We will get to spend a lot more time together even though I’m not living her.” “Because Holly isn’t

at her and then looked back at

things.” “Good, we didn’t like her,” Olivia said. “She

to,” Serena said. “Unless there is something else you want to call him.” “No, I like ‘daddy,” Olivia said. “Me too.” Oliver said. “I do too,” Logan said. “Are you really?” Olivia asked. “What do you mean, Olivia?” Serena asked. “Are you really our daddy?” she asked. Serena raised an eyebrow at her daughter, wondering how much

a mommy and a daddy to have a baby,” Oliver said. Serena chuckled, shaking her head at how clever her kids were. Logan looked at her for help. She put a hand on his shoulder and he stood

her kids.

Serena explained. “Then I left to go to medical school. Logan and I didn’t see each other for a long, long time, but he was still your daddy.” “Then why

long since we were friends, it took us

questions. It was the simplest way she knew how to

look. “Are you going to stay the night tonight?” Olivia asked. “How about Logan stays for dinner and tucks you into bed,” Serena said, jumping in before too much was promised. “I like that plan,”

make that work,” Logan

table. Oliver sat next to her. They were being so well behaved. “She’ll be home tomorrow,” Serena said. “I told her I’d let her know when you two got home, but I think you’d like to have time with Logan tonight.” “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” the twins shouted. While Logan cooked, Serena set the table. It was going to be like a real, family dinner. “Can I have some paper, mommy?” Olivia asked. “And some crayons.” “Sure, sweetie,“ Serena said. She grabbed the paper and crayons from a nearby

of paper. “I’m not coloring,” Olivia said. Serena looked over her shoulder and saw that she was writing, as well as a five-year-old could. “What are you writing?” Serena asked. “Things need to change here,” Olivia said. “Now that Logan is our