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It had been two weeks since Hannah agreed to give us another try—which was all I could ask for. I’d been spending more time at her house with her and Jimmy. Our son was thrilled that we were back together but understood we were taking it slow. That was more Hannah’s idea than mine. If I had my way, we’d all be living under the same roof.
They were currently going over his homework. He laughed at something Hannah said, and I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy toward their close bond.
She was talking to him with a gentle smile, and I could see the love and care in her eyes. It reminded me of the times I’d spent with my mother. Really, both of my parents. My father was my biggest supporter. Little did I know that he’d also manipulated my life ... something I never thought he’d be capable of or something I could forgive him for.
Not wanting to be an outsider, I rose from the couch and went to the kitchen table. Hannah’s eyes met mine, and that spark I loved was back in them. “What am I missing?”
“Nothing,” Jimmy replied with a roll of his eyes. When I chuckled, he said, “Shakespeare. Mom thinks it’s eloquent. I’d rather take a one-thousand-problem AP algebra exam. Plus, who wants to do homework on a Saturday?”
It seemed baseball wasn’t the only thing he inherited from me. “Today is as good as any, and Shakespeare isn’t too bad,” I lied. When he gave me an incredulous look, I shrugged. “Fine, I didn’t like it either. But it’s part of your curriculum, and you’ll need it for your grades.”
“Do baseball players reciteMacbeth?”
Hannah’s eyes met mine. “Only a few,” I said with a smirk. “Look, I get it. How about this,” I said, not sure if bribery was an acceptable form of motivation, but since the parenting gig was new to me, I did it anyway, “if you finish your homework without giving your mom a hard time, I’ll buy you that nine-hole pitching aid you wanted.”
“No way! That’s over three hundred dollars!”
Hannah’s eyes looked as though they were about to pop out of their sockets, but it was too late to ask for permission. I’d beg for forgiveness later when my head was between her legs.
“Yes, that’s the one.”
“Deal!” he shouted. “Can I go upstairs to read?”
Not sure why I picked that time to look at Hannah for guidance, but that was exactly what I did.
“Sure, honey.”
“Great. Thanks for your help, Mom.” He kissed her cheek. My son caught on quickly. Then he looked at me. “Thanks, Dad.”
My heart tripled in size. “You’re welcome.” Once he vanished up the steps, and we heard his door close, my girl turned and pinned me with a stare. Putting my hands up, palms facing her in surrender, I stated my case. “Sorry, I wasn’t sure what to do. Plus, I already bought that training aid.”
She shook her head. “I know you have money, but we can’t spoil him.”
“What’s the sense in having it then? I have never bought him any birthday or Christmas gifts. I’ve never been able to take him out for a burger, to a movie, or for ice cream. I should have mentioned it. I’m sorry.” I stood, and she did the same. Linking my hands on the small of her back, I pulled her closer to me. “Do you forgive me?”
I lowered my lips to her neck and sucked on her pulse point. Her head tipped to the right, giving me more access. Hannah trailed her hands up my arms, rounding my shoulders and then coming back down again.
“You don’t play fair,” she said, a little bit breathless.
“I told you, I don’t play at all when it comes to you.”
“I know, but you make me want things, and our son is upstairs.”
“We can go to my place. It’s not like it’s far. Besides, I planned on asking for your forgiveness while I licked your pussy later.”
“Cash ...”
“Do you want that? Tell me, Hannah. Because not only have I missed out on so much with our boy, I missed out on being with you. Consider it making up for lost time.”
Her chest rose and fell against mine. She brought her hands to my face and pulled me away from her neck. “Kiss me.”
In an instant, my mouth was on hers. Kissing Hannah had become one of my favorite things. A kiss was a simple act, but when with her, it ignited a blazing fire within me. Just as I was about to lift her up and carry her to my place, we heard, “Get a room.”
Hannah pushed me back, her cheeks now boasting a pretty shade of hot pink, as she looked at him in horror. I laughed. Again, not the right response, but it couldn’t be helped.
“Are you done with your homework?”
“Almost. Didn’t mean to interrupt, but I was wondering if we could go to the store. I thought I’d get a new shirt for later.”
