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I’ve got a freshly showered, still-damp Cammy thrown over my shoulder, my hand wrapped around her bare thigh, her laughter tickling my back. The too-long sleeves of my shirt dangle past her fingertips as she grabs my ass and pinches my sides.
“What’s that, Sunshine? Can’t hear you over the giggling.”
It doesn’t get any better than this.
“Put me down!”
She’s going down on the couch where she rocked my world a few hours back, and then I’m going down on her. But first the kitchen.
She grabs the doorway as I carry her past. And yeah, I’m getting off in no small way from the play fight she’s putting up. It makes me wonder how much fun we could have at my place. Way more room for a game of chase.
“You need a glass of water or something?” After what we did in her bedroom, maybe a Gatorade. And after the shower, hell, maybe two. “I’m gonna grab that whipped cream.”
She freezes, that squirming, wriggling body going stone still.
“Cammy?” I’d have sworn she’d be into the whipped cream.
“Oh shit, Rux, put me—”
“Mommy? What are you doing up there?”
My head snaps around to where Matty’s standing behind us, a pinched look on his sort of green face. In the next second, Jeremy’s there behind him, eyes wide with horror as he looks from Matty to us and back.
Fuck me.
* * *
Cammy
There isn’tanything dignified about my dismount from Rux’s shoulder, especially considering my ass isn’t covered by anything but a pair of panties that say “That’s my pie” in script across the front.
“Matty, baby, what are you doing here?” I croak, but it only takes a second to see and then feel as he rushes over to me, burying his warm little forehead into my stomach. Thank God this shirt goes almost to my knees. “Honey, are you sick?”
He nods pitifully. I stroke his sweat-damp hair and, holding him closer, turn to Jeremy who’s standing awkwardly at the kitchen doorway.
“Shi—oot. Cammy, I’m sorry. He seemed fine earlier. We had dinner and played a game. He wasn’t complaining or anything, but then about forty minutes ago, he groaned once and puked.”
Matty looks past me to Rux who’s standing stone still in his boxer briefs and nothing else. Oh my God. My poor baby. What’s he thinking walking in on this?
“Rux, I vomited in his ficus.”
“That’s sounds rough, little man. I’m sorry you’re not feeling good.”
Matty nods. “Why are you wearing your underwear?”
I’m going to die.
Rux opens his mouth and then closes it again, shooting me a helpless look.
“I spilled our dinner,” I say too quickly, feeling the flames of Hell licking at my feet for flat-out lying to my boy. “It got everywhere.”
“Everywhere,” Rux echoes.
Matty nods, too wiped to press for details. “Everyone makes mistakes.”
Jeremy clears his throat and starts to step into the kitchen, stops short and then sort of waves for Matty to come to him. “Hey, kiddo, how about we go put your stuff in your room and get you into some PJs for Mom.”
I have never been more grateful to anyone than I am in that moment.
