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She plants a kiss on my mouth just as I start to try to deepen it and my cock starts to respond to the press of her hot pussy so close to it, she breaks the kiss and hops down.
“I’m going to shower and start getting ready. I’ll be quick and then you can go.”
She runs into the bathroom, where I hear the shower turn on.
And so begins the whirlwind that is Addie getting ready. I go to the closet to get out my tux for the evening and as I am doing that, I remember a night a few weeks ago when Addie agreed to come and babysit, so Kyle and I could go catch a Man City vs. Arsenal match at the pub.
“We’re going to miss the kickoff, Simon! Call her again,” Kyle nearly shouts as he paces back and forth across our living room.
“I called her five minutes ago. She must be on the tube, since it went straight to voicemail, mate, she will be here.” I say this with a confidence I don’t feel.
I pull my phone out of my pocket and check the time. I start to send Addie a text when I hear a knock on the door.
Thank fuck!
I walk over to open the door and Addie rushes in.
“Sorry, guys, I had to stop for something.” She says as she drops her bags, one of them a huge Boots the Chemist bag, and coat in the kitchen. She comes into the living room and walks toward me, a beautiful, if harried smile on her face. She leans in, kisses me quickly, pulls away, and goes to hug Kyle.
Kyle disengages from the hug, glaring at her he shrugs on his jacket. “It better have been some lifesaving medicine, Addie. We’re going have to run to not miss kickoff.”
Addie glares back. “I said I was sorry, Kyle. Instead of standing here, you should be hustling out the door. Is Henry down for the night?”
I’ve just put my own jacket on and put my hands on her hips. I pull her close to me. She smells like the cold crisp air, peppermint, and Addie. I hug her while whispering in her ear, “Yeah, he is. Thanks for this, baby.”
She smiles up at me. Her eyes, the gold I am coming to associate with everything good, sparkle. She whispers back, “Anything to spend time with that beautiful little boy. And anything for you.”
“Come the fuck on, Simon,” Kyle shouts from the door.
I pull away from her and for a second wish I could tell Kyle to go ahead without me, but we’ve been planning this for a while. We haven’t had a night to ourselves in a long time.
“See you later, Ad.”
“Enjoy.”
Four hours later, Kyle and I stumble home, both slightly drunk on beer and celebratory shots of tequila after our team won. It was a great night. The apartment is pitch black and I whisper Addie’s name as we step into the living room.
“Addie.” I whisper again, but this time louder.
When I get no response, I flip the lights on, and in this moment I know without a doubt I love this woman. She is fast asleep on the couch, Henry is sprawled on top of her, a lock of her hair in a tight grip in his little fist.
I told her yesterday Henry had been congested and was having a hard time sleeping. Next to them on the coffee table is a humidifier, which is clearly what she stopped to buy on her way here.
She has stepped into my family, and without any hesitation has become a part of it. She and Kyle bicker like brother and sister, and she is a mama bear when it comes to Henry—much to Mercy’s joy and annoyance.
Mercy has been a huge part of our lives. I know she loves us, but I also know her involvement is mainly driven by the guilt she feels about the way our father left us and what happened to Kyle and Ashley.
Addie’s here because she wants to be. She is so beautiful lying there sleeping. I stand there watching her and Kyle walks over and before I can stop him, shakes her awake.
“Wake up, Mary Poppins,” he sings as he shakes her again.
“Man, stop, let her sleep.”
Addie’s eyes flutter open, clouded by sleep and confusion as she looks around the living room as if she needs to remember where she is.
Her eyes land on Kyle and with one hand on Henry, she sits up and swats his hand off her shoulder. She grumbles in annoyance as she sits up.
“Stop it, you idiot. I’m awake!”
