She doesn’t respond but she presses into me and I move quicker, harder.
She’s panting and moaning on a whisper. I know she’s close. I nip at her clit and curve my fingers to hit her G-Spot.
“Oh shit! Cooper—” She cries out.
But I don’t let her finish screaming. I move up her body, throwing the blanket over my head. Covering her lips with mine I swallow her screams and work her clit with my fingers and her nipples with the other hand. She writhes underneath me, a sheen of sweat covering her body.
When her movements still, I reach down and pull her panties back up. Just in time for the little knock on our door. Emma and Roman brought not only our mattress, but also Lily’s that we put in the small craft room where Grandma used to sew.
I climb over Aubrey to go get the door. “Good morning, princess.”
“Mornin’ Coopa! Bweakfast?” she asks.
“Of course. I’ll be right there. You put on some cartoons.” She nods and runs off. Turning to Aubrey, I say, “You stay and relax. I’ll go get her breakfast ready.”
Making pancakes for Lily has become a morning routine at this point. This girl would eat pancakes all day, every day if we let her.
"Coopa, my pantates weady?" Aubrey and Lily join me in the kitchen.
"Just taking the last one off now.” I plop the last pancake on the plate and carry it over to the makeshift card table.
When we uncovered the dining room table that my grandmother loved so much, it was chewed up by some animal that made their home in it over the years. Luckily Liam had the small card table at the inn, and between mattresses on the floor, folding tables, and a fireplace for cooking until we got the propane, we have our little home away from home. Complete with iPad TV that magically connects just enough to Mom’s Wi-Fi.
“Everyone dig in.” I say sitting down.
“Tank you, Coopa!” Lily says as she sits down with a thud.
“Thank you very much.” Aubrey echoes.
“Anything for my girls.”
We all eat in silence as the children’s cartoon drones on from the living room.
“What time do you need us today?” Aubrey asks.
“I think maybe three o’clock would be good? Everyone else will show up around that time. They want to do a family photo with the tripod for Ma and Pops this Christmas.”
“That’ll be nice, Anna will love that.” She smiles.
It secretly makes me happy how close she and Ma are. They spend a lot of time together with Lily May, Emma, and Olivia. Lily loves Olivia and it’s like a future is taking shape in front of me, one I remember having once before.
Picking up our plates, Aubrey brings them over to the sink to be washed.
The front door swings open, and Wyatt’s loud voice booms out. “Ladies! I’m here to spend the day with my favorite little princess and her mama.”
“Wyyyyy!” Lily is up and running into his arms, sticky syrup mess and all.
“My girlie. Did you eat pancakes? You smell like a pancake. And you’re as sticky as one too.” He holds one of her offending hands away from him, putting her back on the floor.
“Uh-huh. My Coopa mate them for me.” She grins wide as a Cheshire cat.
“Well. Let’s see what Uncle Wyatt can do today to sway you over to my side instead of Coopa’s.” She giggles not having a clue what he means, but happy to have the attention.
“Well, while you three have the time of your life today, I’ll be busy, and I’ve got to get out there.”
I give them hugs, and drop a kiss to Lily’s head before Aubrey walks me out to the four-wheeler.
“Wyatt really doesn’t need to stay.” She purrs into my ear.
