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Yesterday, Mick was kind and generous to me all day, and during the night, he got up for Chase, which was sweet of him. But all through the afternoon yesterday, he looked at me differently, like the answers I gave him left him unsettled.
Mick’s dark hair is all askew and his long lashes lie darkly against his cheeks. His chin looks scratchy with morning beard shadow, and I itch to run my fingertips across it. His lips are slightly open, and air rushes from between them, hitting my face because I’m so close.
“You’re a creepy stalker, you know that?” he asks.
“I’m not stalking. I just think you’re really handsome when you’re sleeping.”
He wipes the edge of his mouth. “Stop watching me drool. It’s gross.” He rolls onto his back and pulls me on top of him. He kisses the side of my neck. “How much time do you think we have before the kids get up?”
“Not long enough.” I kiss his cheek, and then his lips. He grabs the back of my head and holds me close when I would have pulled away.
“Good morning,” he says quietly. I hover over him, my hands braced on the bed on either side of his head.
“Happy birthday,” I tell him.
He grins. “You remembered!”
“Hell yeah, I remembered. And I have something amazing planned for today.” I kiss him again and pat his stomach as I lift myself from on top of him. “Wake up. Get ready. Big day planned for you.”
We’re about a hundred miles from San Diego, which is where the kids’ grandmother lives. But it’s also where one of the most famous theme parks in the world is located.
“What time is it?” Mick asks as he rolls to sit up.
“Six in the morning. Come on. Wake up. I’m so excited!” I pat the side of the bed and he laughs at me.
“Where are we going at six in the morning?”
“It’s a surprise! Wake up!”
We actually parked around the corner from the amusement park last night, but Mick has no idea. After our round of questions and answers, I realized that I needed—and wanted, truth be told—to do something special for him. So, I called Emilio, and I had him have his people set it all up. Emilio grumbled the whole time, but I think he really appreciated that I was willing to do something special for Mick. He was surprised, but happy.
“Does this outing involve breakfast, because I’m starving.” Mick stands up and stretches. His shirt lifts, and I can see the trail of hair that dips below the waistband of his boxers. He was half hard when he woke up, I could feel it, but now…now he’s rising to attention. “Stop looking at it,” he grumbles. He gives his dick a gentle shove and tries to tuck it away, closer to his body, but then he says, “Fuck it,” and he gives up. “I’m going to take a shower.”
“Mm-hmm,” I hum. “Is that a code word for masturbating? Showering?”
He leans down and kisses me. “No, if I wanted to masturbate, I’d just say I’m going to jack off. Which, by the way, I’m probably going to do.” He sticks his tongue out at me and steps into the bathroom. I hear the water turn on and laugh at him.
Anna and Devon are awake, and I rush to get the other two up and dressed while Mick is in the shower.
“I’m still trying to figure out how you pulled this off,” Alex says to me.
I shrug. “The lifestyle comes with some perks.” It also comes with some drawbacks, like a lack of privacy, and constant scrutiny. But, yeah, it also comes with perks. Today is one of them.
Mick comes out of the bathroom fully dressed, his hair still damp. He stops and runs a brush through it.
“Feel better?” I ask. I glance down toward his lap.
“I always feel better when you’re around,” he says. He grabs my head and pulls me into a noogie, which then turns into him tickling me until I’m afraid I’ll pee my pants.
“That’s not what I meant,” I say as he holds me close.
His eyes twinkle at me. “If it makes you feel any better, I thought about you the whole time.”
“Not gonna lie…” I whisper. “I’m a little turned-on. Maybe I need to go and think about you for a few minutes.”
He hitches his shoulder against the wall. “Can I watch?” His eyes blaze at me, full of heat and want and warmth.
Mel opens the door and steps onto the bus. “They’re ready for you, Miss Vasquez,” she says.
