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“I’ll spank your goose, Hope.”
“It’s called a pussy, Ares,” she replied haughtily.
“You’re so getting cuffed to the bench tonight,” I warned.
“Promises, promises.”
Sia’s increasing volume expressed her belligerence at having to wait. “Da!” She screamed.
“Inky! Baby!” Hope cooed as she padded down the hallway on feather light feet.
I listened through the monitor as she played with Sia. Reminding her of how much fun they had together.
“And if your daddy tries to leave again, should I cuff him to the bench?”
Sia babbled back.
“I should?”
“Hope!” I barked. “Stop talking to Sia about sex!”
“No problem, hot stuff. I’ll leave all those questions to you to answer.”
“Never mind!” I yelled back, rewarded by the sound of her obnoxious laughter through the monitor.
Sia’s belly chuckles joined in.
“Yes, Inky.” Hope chuckled softly. “You want to come to Mama?”
She cut herself off abruptly.
No sound came through the monitor.
Not a single word.
“Uh, oh,” she whispered.
I smiled.
She didn’t realize how sensitive the monitor was. It picked up the slightest of noise.
A tiny, squeak escaped. I couldn’t tell if it came from her or Sia. My guess was it came from her.
“Um…”
Sia laughed.
Whatever Hope was doing in there to reel in her emotions, Sia found it funny.
I rolled onto my back, suddenly wide awake, and thought things through. Hope wasn’t going anywhere.
I wouldn’t survive it if she left.
We’d be moving in together. Sooner rather than later. Sooner meaning tomorrow.
Brayleigh called Hope Mama. Sia would pick up on that. Of course, Sia would call her Mama.
What would Brayleigh call me?
