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“Yup,” he says with a grin, sitting back in his chair and picking up his sandwich. “But why don’t you work like that?” He gestures to my bra and the cum dripping out of my pussy and onto my leg.
I smirk, walk around my desk and plop in my seat. “If you insist.”
“Oh,” he chuckles. “I do.”
Until the end of the day, Asher stays with me. He doesn’t say anything as he cleans up our lunch mess. He just rests, watching me wade through the paperwork Kat left me until the clock hits 2:00 p.m., and I’ve run out of things to do.
It’s beenfour days since we went all in, diving head-first back into this little thing we call a relationship.
Well, not little. This is huge. Monumental. Our girl is finally ours again and within our grasp.
It feels damn good to have her back in my arms.
We’ve all fallen back into our regular routines. Us, as a band, going to morning practices and therapy sessions.
And River, acting as our manager. The boss in charge.
Since our return, it’s been a whirlwind of emotions. For me, I realized what I lost when I left her behind. Her. Lyric. All the love we had together.
Now, it’s reignited into something bigger and more beautiful.
This is our new normal. Together. All five of us. Plus, our daughter who hasn’t stopped smiling since we sat her down and told her we’re together now. And she’ll be seeing a lot more of us.
My new normal tonight includes taking my daughter to a book reading of some book she’s been desperate for me to read. Later, I’ll tuck her into bed and kiss her goodnight. Like I do every night.
This is a dream come true. It’s my everything. From the time I was a kid, this is everything I always wanted. Family. A wife. And children.
“What book is this again?” I whisper, frantically darting my eyes around the massive crowd gathering outside the downtown library, chatting before they step inside.
River snorts as we walk through the front entrance. I cringe at the mere size of the people huddling together in small groups. Someone is bound to recognize me. Everywhere I look, unfamiliar faces greet me with big smiles and heated cheeks. Their eyes drift over my face, recognizing me from a mile away—the one downside to being famous. I can’t walk into a room, especially in this town, without someone pointing at me. Or wanting an autograph.
“My favorite, Daddy,” Lyric replies, tugging at my hand with renewed vigor, grunting at me when I don’t move quickly enough.
River chuckles, clutching my other hand as we walk further into the large East Point library built to impress. Marble floors. Large ceilings. Hell, it even has tall columns holding up the balconies above our heads.
“Oh, my God! It’s Callum Rose!” a woman’s voice squeals as I pass by a group of girls huddled together near the entrance. “Callum! Can I get your autograph?” Her voice echoes, following me until I stop and turn with a tight smile, greeting the red-faced woman, clutching a pen and notepad to her chest. “Please?” she whispers, flicking her long brown hair over her shoulder.
“Sure,” is my clipped response.
I get it. I really do. They see a celebrity they love and automatically want an autograph. Or a picture together. Or to beg one of us to crawl under the sheets for a good time.
Never happened. Not for me, at least.
But today.
I’m here with my family. Ready to enjoy a reading of Lyric’s new favorite series. The last thing I want to do is stop hanging out with my family to sign her notebook.
“But, Daddy! We gots to get good seats,” Lyric whines beside me, tugging at my hand with impatience.
My eyes dart to Lyric as her bottom lip puffs out. Little tears glisten in her eyes as she watches me grasp the notebook.
“I know, Ladybug. Give me just a second, okay?”
“It’ll be ok, Ly,” River whispers, taking Lyric’s hand from mine and forcing her to face River. “Daddy just has to do this, and then we’ll find our seats.” Lyric huffs, crossing her arms over her chest.
“So, it’s true,” the fan sneers in River’s direction with disbelief.
I blink several times, watching the woman’s face morph from a smile to a deep frown, forming wrinkles on her forehead.
