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"Wow. I never thought someone would find that… attractive."
I growl as I nuzzle his neck. "It shows Daddy how strong you are. A warrior."
Mattie blushes. "Well, let me be honest about one more thing."
"Go for it."
He grips my shoulders and stares into my eyes. "I want you to fuck me."
My breath gets stuck in my throat. I try to suck in a gulp of air—fight like hell. It doesn’t work.
Staring into my angel’s eyes as he whispers this confession to me, these sexy words, is a spiritual experience.
With a groan, I bring my right hand between his legs. "Oh, baby boy."
His cheeks turn hot pink. "I want it so badly. Need it."
I kiss his cheek. "I’m glad you told me. I won’t do it now, sweet boy—I want to watch this movie. You’re free to text or play a game on your phone if you end up not enjoying it. I won’tforceyou to view it with me."
Mattie whips his head back and forth. "I like Regina. I wanna watch."
My eyes roll to the whites. Of course he does. "Regina is the worst."
"Look how popular she is." Mattie’s eyes glaze over. "She looks like my dolls growing up."
A lightbulb flashes in my mind. Letting go of Mattie’s hand, I rise from the sofa. "I’ll be right back."
Mattie’s eyes spark with need. "Where are you going?"
"Be patient—Daddy will return in a jiffy."
Mattie hugs the sofa cushion as a puppy-like expression takes over his face. He sucks his thumb, then blinks hard. "Okay, Daddy."
I step into the hall, then tug out my phone.
Me:Where do you keep your Barbies
Tommaso:I haven’t played with Barbies since I was 5
Me:Mattie needs them
Tommaso:Ask Faro. He borrowed them—wait. He never gave them back. He definitely still has them.
I pull up Faro’s contact info.
Me:I need Tommaso’s Barbies
Faro:I don't have them, your honor
Me:Come on. I don't care that you play with them. Mattie needs them
Faro:Well if your partner in crime wants to play with them, then I might be able to find them
Me:We’re watchingMean Girlsand I want to give him something fun to do
Faro:They’re in my room under my bed :p Don’t look at the other stuff
Walking upstairs, I crack open Faro’s bedroom door—and heave Tommaso’s Barbies into my arms once I spot them.
