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Her shocked face would have me chuckling if I had it in me to do so. Her mouth falls open like one of our beloved fish, knowing she just got fucked into submission.
I glance up at the clock and try to ignore the bump of our child and the thrill of seeing it. “Five minutes and ten seconds, Paige.” Her eyes narrow, and she stamps her foot like my niece Charlie, who is still in middle school.
“I’m not happy, Oscar!” She storms toward our bedroom.
“You have our pleasure running down your leg, Paige, I think that would suggest otherwise.”
“Ahhhh!” She slams the bedroom door behind her, and I smirk while conjuring all the ways I will punish her for her dramatics.
THREE
OSCAR
Ican feel my wife’s eyes boring into the back of my head. Ignoring her grumblings, I make a mental note to add nipple clamps to her punishment tonight. She knows how I like silence as I work.
“Da!!!!” The obnoxious irritating noise continues beyond the door. Sky has brought Bren his morning coffee while dealing with the kids, and I’ve had to endure hearing about him being moody due to the lack of sex this morning.
A banging hits the door, and I imagine Seb is using the latest toy as a hammer against the woodwork. I shake my head in disapproval. Uncontrollable. They’re almost as feral as Finn’s spawn.
“Sky, come move the kids away from the fucking door. Can’t hear a goddamn thing,” Bren bellows through the closed door, setting my teeth on edge at the force behind his tone. His thick fingers massage his pressure points.
Paige mumbles, “You could get off your ass and help her.” My lip turns up at my little spitfire’s comments.
I refuse to let my woman do the brunt of the childcare like Bren does. When our son arrives, I shall be a hands-on father to craft his already talented mind. The door flies open, and Seb stares back at me with a toothless smile on his face. He’s standing on Sam’s walker with his hand on the doorframe. Mmm, maybe he’s not going to be as dumb as his mother and father after all.
His face is covered in mushed-up banana, and he pumps his hands together as he clambers down to make a beeline for me.Jesus fucking Christ.The panic builds inside at the thought of not only having to deal with my small nephew and his multitude of undecipherable questions but also the scent and mess of a fucking banana. This house is like a goddamn zoo.
Every muscle in my body coils tight as he approaches, so I begin my breathing technique, knowing it’s useless before I even start.
Bren jumps up from his seat and swoops him into his arms. “Come on, little man, go find Mommy.” He points toward the corridor and places him on his feet. “Go find Mommy,” he repeats, then kicks the door shut and sits back down, throwing his head back against his chair. He exhales loudly, as though he’s done a hard session in the gym.Ridiculous.
Behind me, Paige clears her throat, and the uncertainty behind the sound makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. “So, I was thinking, to make things easier on you and Sky.” I turn my head slightly to watch her, trying to gauge what she’s about to say, but her eyes remain focused on Bren, fueling my growing anger at being caught off guard. “Why don’t you let me and Oscar take the kids overnight?” I jolt in shock.Is she fucking serious?“It’ll do us all good,” she tacks on.
My spine bolts straight and my pupils dilate in horror, then I slowly turn in my chair to face her. With a tone leaving no room for argument, I say, “No.”
But Paige waves her hand around like I’m speaking gibberish. “Nonsense. The boys will love it, and it’ll allow for Bren and Sky to have some alone time before they add to their brood.” She smiles toward Bren, and he smiles back at her in delight. Of course he’s fucking grinning like a pumped-up schoolboy. The man gets to abandon his responsibilities for the weekend while I suffer the consequences.
If he had a proper schedule, he could participate in an array of sexual gratifications, but instead, he runs his house like the rest of his life. A shitshow.
“When would be best for you, Bren?” She urges, and I wish I’d tightened my hand so far around her neck this morning that it left her unable to talk. Or better yet, I should’ve left her at fucking home.
My heart pounds against my chest. My breathing becomes erratic at the thought of his terrors let loose in my apartment. Absolutely fucking not. This is why I come here. So my tranquility is not disturbed.
Bren claps with glee. “Now. Sky!”
Fuck my life. I’m going to die before I deliver my son.
FOUR
PAIGE
Oscar drives in silence, his fingers so tight around the steering wheel his knuckles are turning white.
I glance over my shoulder at Sam and Seb chattering away in their sweet baby talk while clinging onto soft toys.
“You could have asked me,” Oscar spits through gritted teeth.
I roll my eyes. “You wouldn’t have agreed.”
