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“Are you crazy?” I hiss under my breath.
“You said I don’t spend much time with him.”
“This isn’t what I meant…” my words trail off when the door clicks open and Jeremy trots inside, carrying one of his toy soldiers. I drop my feet down and smooth the dress on my thighs to hide the position in which his father is holding me.
“What are you doing?” Jeremy stops at our right, his innocent eyes going from me to Adrian.
His father remains silent, leaving the ball in my court. Asshole. I plaster on a smile. “Your papa was showing me something.”
“Really?”
Adrian wraps an arm around my waist and leans his chin on my shoulder. The gesture is new and feels intimate, even more than his fingers inside me, and that causes me to shudder. “Really.”
“Can I see, too?”
“No!” I snap, then smile. “I mean, I was coming to you so we could play together.”
“Can Papa come, too?” Jeremy asks slowly, almost shyly, and I want to punch Adrian for making him feel this way.
“I will, Malysh.”
Jeremy’s eyes jerk up at the same time as mine, and we both say, “You will?”
Adrian gives me an amused glance. “I will.”
Jeremy takes my hand in his and tries to pull me with him. I elbow Adrian so he’ll let me go and he does so, but not before he nibbles on the shell of my ear.
He takes a tissue and wipes his hand before swiftly picking my panties from the ground. My cheeks flame. I completely forgot they were there.
Instead of throwing them in the trash or hiding them in one of his drawers, Adrian shoves them in his pants pocket. I open my mouth to protest but then recall Jeremy’s here.
He tucks his soldier in his pocket and places his hand in his father’s—not the one that was inside me, thank God.
Adrian follows his son’s lead as he walks us out of the office, talking about his soldiers. At least one of us is comfortable. I feel like my legs will stop holding me up from how much they’re trembling.
“Hey, Papa.” Jeremy stares up at his father.
“Yes?” I notice that Adrian’s voice is gentler when he speaks to his son. It still has that intensity in it, but he doesn’t direct it at Jeremy.
“Can I have Mommy?”
Adrian’s ash eyes slide to me before he focuses on his son again. “You already do.”
“Not now. At night. I want Mommy to sleep with me, but she said I have to ask you for it.”
Flames creep up my cheeks. The kid took that suggestion seriously.
“She did, huh?” Adrian meets my gaze with a small smile that leaves me breathless. Holy shit. It’s not even a full smile, but I feel like I’m being attacked.
“Uh-huh,” Jeremy says, oblivious to the tension brewing in the air. “So, can I have her?”
“You already have her during the day, so no.”
“Please, Papa.”
“Do you want me to be all alone, Malysh?”
“No.”
