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His eyes shine with adoration, and I see my whole future playing out before me. “You’re incredible, Gigi,” he tells me. “It’s only going to get better from here on out.”
“I can’t wait,” I smile.
He reaches down and pulls the blanket right up over our heads, grabbing me by the waist and rolling us until I’m on top, and after blowing my mind three more times, I finally curl into his side as he presses a kiss to my temple. “Sweet dreams, beautiful girl.”
“Sweet dreams, Sean.”
Chapter 24
SEAN
After pulling up outside Gigi’s apartment complex, I head around to Georgie’s door to unbuckle her from her car seat, only she puts up a fight, demanding that Gigi be the one to unbuckle her. And at this point, I’m positive my daughter loves Gigi more than she loves me.
Naturally, Gigi is more than happy to jump in and struts around the side of my truck, looking smug as fuck with that wide grin stretching across her face.
Gigi unbuckles her and pulls Georgie out of the truck, and as she goes to settle her on her feet, Georgie screams and demands to be held. I’m about to object and step in when Gigi’s face beams with delight, and she effortlessly perches my daughter on her hip.
I shake my head, realizing just how much trouble these two together are going to be. It’s all good and sweet now, but what about when they figure out how easy it’ll be to gang up on me?
Shit.
After holding the door open for my girls, we walk up the hallway to Gigi’s apartment, my hand on Gigi’s lower back as she holds onto my daughter. Reaching Gigi’s door, I quickly open it for her and usher my girls inside, and the second Gigi puts Georgie down, she takes off like a fucking rocket, running around the apartment like a dog that just got hit with the zoomies.
Glancing up from Georgie, I find Mel walking around the kitchen, her legs so far apart that I fear she may end up in the splits. I go to say something when Gigi beats me to it, grunting at her best friend. “Why the hell are you walking like that?”
Mel turns a ferocious glare on Gigi and it quickly turns into a pout. “I got a hot wax this morning and the bitch burned my pussy. I have blisters, Gigi,” she cries. “Fucking blisters on my vag.”
Fuck. Don’t laugh. Don’t fucking laugh. It won’t be worth it. Hold it together, man. Come on, you can do this.
Gigi hurries over to Mel as I force myself to look away and find my composure, pressing my lips into a hard line, desperately trying to muffle my laugh. “Are you sure Tom didn’t give you an STD?” Gigi questions, making it that much harder.
“I don’t have a fucking STD, Gi,” Mel snaps before pulling herself out of Gigi’s arms and grabbing the hem of her skirt. She rips it right up her body to show Gigi her burns just as Georgie appears from around the corner.
Georgie’s eyes go wide before she slaps a hand over her eyes and I quickly grab her, pulling her away and shoving her face into my thigh to block her view as Gigi gets busy inspecting her best friend’s pussy. “Shit, Mel. This is bad. Have you put anything on it?”
“Not yet,” she whines as she finally drops her skirt back into place. “It hurts too bad.”
“Go sit down,” Gigi orders. “I have a good burn cream in the medicine cabinet.”
Gigi disappears down the hallway and Georgie and I stand awkwardly by the front door, watching as Mel waddles over to the couch and falls straight onto her back. She throws one leg up over the backrest while leaving the other on the ground, I guess to air out her pussy. I don’t fucking know, but seeing your best friend’s girl spread eagle on her couch is more than a little uncomfortable.
Mel’s head pops up from the couch and she looks at me through her open legs. “Hey, Sean,” she says with a tight smile.
“Mel,” I nod, trying to keep it short and simple.
“Sorry, I, uhh . . . didn’t realize Georgie had come back into the room,” she says about the display she put my impressionable daughter through. I mean, I wouldn’t be surprised if Georgie starts flashing herself to the kids at preschool on Monday.
“It’s fine,” I say, wanting to move right along.
Gigi appears moments later and bursts into laughter as she takes Mel in on the couch. “Here,” she finally says as she hands her the cream. “I’d offer to do it for you but I’m not putting my hands all over your STD-ridden cooch.”
“It’s not an STD,” Mel throws back at her, catching Gigi’s grin and realizing she’s just teasing. “Besides, anyone would be lucky to get to spread cream all over my coochy, I know Tom enjoys it.”
