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“Whatever my son wants.” I smirk.
Nash has zero care in the world for settling down. Unlike Andy, who’s quite private with his personal life, Nash is the more women, the merrier. The kid is lucky he’s damn good-looking, working on modeling gigs and anything involving his social life. I don’t question his choice to sleep around, knowing he’s far from ready to fall in love and commit himself to one woman.
“I’m going to get changed,” Kate informs us. “How about we leave in thirty minutes?”
I follow Kate, yet the kids don’t notice because they’re too busy arguing over some song. Their voices become louder. Neither one of them cares how vocal they are.
Inside our bedroom, I close the door and follow Kate to our wardrobe.
As I watch Kate slide her skirt off, revealing her garter, I can’t hold back until tonight.
“I just need maybe thirty seconds.”
“Our children are downstairs and could barge in here at any moment. Do you not remember the incident in which I nearly bit your cock while sucking you off?”
I cringe. “I’ve tried to forget.”
My hands run along the groove of her ass while she attempts to hang her blazer.
“You know I don’t take no for an answer.”
I watch the way her nipples harden beneath her white lace bra. Despite all the worries and stress of late, it always leads back to my wife.
My best friend.
I don’t ask anymore, removing my belt to unzip my suit pants and take my wife just the way she likes it…
Fast and hard and with a double orgasm to make it even more special.
Seven
Andy
“Look who the cat dragged back to LA.”
Ava bites into her apple with a smug expression on her face, forcing me to look at the clock on the oven. It’s before nine. How is she even in my parents’ house this early?
I grumble a hello as she squeezes me tight, then, rather annoyingly, she pinches my cheek only for me to slap her hand away.
There’s a glaze over my eyes, obstructing my vision while yawns escape me as I attempt to work out Mom’s fancy coffee machine. The buttons are confusing, knowing if I fuck this up, all hell will break loose. Trying to figure this, I scratch my head with frustration, close to giving up until Ava demands I move out of the way so she can make me a coffee.
Another late night, another club, but this time in LA. A childhood friend of mine, Masen Cooper, insisted we go out, and, of course, Nash came. We drank and danced with women who invited themselves to our table. No one caught my eye, and oddly so, Masen wasn’t interested as well. He has quite the reputation, but something was off last night. I didn’t ask, figuring if he wanted to talk, he would talk.
And even after stumbling home at some ungodly hour, the nightmares returned.
Same face.
Same lifeless body.
“What are you doing here this early?”
“What are you doing in LA?” she counters.
“Someone needs to make sure you stay out of trouble.” My eyes fall upon the bump of her stomach. “But clearly, you managed to get yourself knocked up again.”
“Correction, my sexy doctor husband managed to make this happen again.”
It’s too early for this, or shall I say too early for Ava.
