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He arched an eyebrow. “I’m making my way through them.”
My mouth dropped open. “You can’t read my books!”
He grinned, pushing off the doorframe. “But they’re so entertaining. Who would have thought that my innocent Baby Soph would grow up to be such a dirty girl?”
My eyes widened before I covered my face with my hands. I was humiliated.
“Oh, with me you’re all shy and reserved, but romance author Sophie has no problem getting my dick hard.”
“Jax, you weren’t supposed to read my books.”
He moved my hands away from my face. “I don’t know if I should be flattered that I’m your biggest muse, or if I should demand royalties for all the inspiration I gave you.”
“Check your ego, it isn’t you.”
“Are you really going to try to deny that I’m not your fantasy?”
Of course he was shirtless, wearing only gray sweatpants. He was a living, walking wet dream standing in front of me.
“Why aren’t you wearing clothes?”
He looked down at himself, making me gaze down with him. My eyes were glued to his abs and that V on his lower hips that always did something to me.
Grabbing my chin, he made me look into his eyes instead.
“I’m just giving you more inspiration for your next book.”
I shook away the memory, hating the effect he still had on me.
“Mom! Did you see Dad run down the field? He’s as fast as Superman!”
I nodded, zeroing in on my boy. Thinking back on the morning we told him we’d gotten married. His little face had the most adorable expression I’d ever seen on him.
“You’re married like in Shrek?”
“Yeah,” was all I could respond.
“Does that mean we’re going to live with you in this house, Dad?”
“That’s exactly what it means. You want to see your room?”
“Yes!”
After they played with his toys for the next few hours, out of nowhere he asked Jax, “Dad, do you love Mom?”
Our eyes locked from across the room. I was trying to clean up after the disaster that was Benjamin while Jax helped him create the mess.
“I love your mom as much as I love you. You guys are my family now, and I’ll always take care of you.”
He beamed, looking over at me. “Mom, do you love Dad?”
Jax grinned, leaning back against the wall where they were sitting and playing cars.
“Yeah, Mom. Do you love Dad?”
I glared at him for a second, but Ben didn’t notice. “Umm … love is … well it’s … complicated.”
“What does that mean?”
