Page 117 of Alec’s Dream

Just seeing her name made him smile.

“Hey babe,” he greeted.

“Hey. Just making sure you and Caleb are still doing your thing tonight.”

“Yep.”

“Then since my boys won’t be home, I’m taking the girls to Kennedy’s for dinner.”

Alec loved the way Macy’s voice got soft when she talked about her family. It was almost as good as when her breathy moans fanned across his neck when he was inside of her.

So fucking sweet, he couldn’t get enough—never would get enough.

“Sounds good. We won’t be out too late.”

“Next week’s my turn.” She told Alec something he knew since he was the one who’d set the schedule.

Something he decided to do after the night he met her parents. Ron Hartley was a smart man—he took one look at Alec, the smiles on his grandchildren’s faces, and declared he and June would be taking the kids, including Joss, one weekend a month. That meant he and Macy got alone time. Time that they used wisely. But since Alec knew he wasn’t just winning Macy but a family, he made time for just him and the kids. So once a month he took each kid separately out to spend time with them. Sometimes it was dinner, sometimes to a movie, sometimes he and Caleb went to a big box hardware store. It didn’t matter where they went, or what they did, it was time they spent together one on one so it meant everything.

But next weekend, the Hartley’s were taking the kids and Alec had plans.

“Rest up, babe.”

“Rest up?”

“Oh yeah.”

“You feeling creative?” she whispered and he felt that straight to his cock.

Hell yes, he was feeling creative, though he felt that way every night when they got into bed and each morning when he woke up with her pressed to his side.

“I’m feeling something, baby, which normally is a good thing but I’m pulling up to the park so I can’t get out of my car with my cock standing at attention.”

“I’ll let you go. See you when you get home.”

Home. Fuck, yeah.

“Later, babe.”

I love you was on the tip of his tongue but he swallowed the urge to tell her what he’d known for months. He was saving it for their weekend. His Macy deserved special and the first time she heard him utter those words would not be in a casual conversation.

“Later, honey.”

Alec disconnected and scanned the park. The commotion near the practice field caught his attention. It was early, too early for the boys to be running drills, yet three boys were running across the field toward the woods surrounding the park.

A fine tremor ran down Alec’s spine as he quickly found a parking spot and got out.

“Yo!” Alec called out to Lou.

“Thank God. Caleb took off.”

“Took off?”

The tremor was turning into a quake as Alec looked in the direction the boys were running but he couldn’t see Caleb.

“I was helping a few of the boys into their pads. I vaguely heard a car pull up but I wasn’t paying attention. Then the next thing I know, Caleb took off like a shot. I was just getting ready to call you.”

“Where’s the car?”