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Glancing over at Sienna, my eyes linger on her. Flashes of the weekend play in my mind and I am distracted from the road ahead. She is singing along to the music, watching the world pass by. She is always so carefree, I envy that.
“So, are you two in love now?” Nova asks out of nowhere and I accidentally hit the brakes in shock, jarring everyone in the car awake. Did I hear him right? I look in the mirror and I can see a cheeky smile on his face, and he asks again, “Are you and Sienna in love?” I don’t lie to my kid, I never have, and I don’t plan on starting now. He is too smart. He’d catch me out.
“I am in love with Sienna, yes,” I say it, because it’s true. “But I can’t tell you how she feels. Those are her feelings.” She is staring right at me, and her cheeks are flushed. She looks confused. I just said I love her, to my son, not her. She might not love me back—but I love her.
“Pfft,” Nova says. “She loves you Dad. You don’t kiss people you don’t love,” he says with earnest eight-year-old logic. Of course, in his head, if you kiss, you are in love. He hasn’t hit puberty and learned about raging hormones and lust yet. My son is a romantic, like his dad. “Tell him, Sienna.” Nova says. “You do love him, don’t you?” I get the sensation that I am living the Parent Trap movie right now, and that my son has outsmarted us.
Sienna looks from Nova to me, as I try keeping my eyes on the road, already having slowed down to a crawl. “I love your dad and you very much,” she says. “Why do you think we were kissing?” she asks suspiciously.
“Duh,” he says, rolling his eyes. “I have eyeballs you know, I see stuff.” Sienna laughs, and Nova carries on. “You don’t have to hide around corners, you know. I don’t care if you kiss. You make him smile, and you’re in love. So, you can kiss when I am looking, you know.” It sounds like he has given this kissing business a lot of thought, and she really does make me smile.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” I ask him. Dating hasn’t been a thing in my life, at least not one he has seen or been exposed to. “Because you know you come first, Nova.” I never want to be in a relationship that he isn’t comfortable with.
“She could do better,” he snarks. “You lucky she loves you, Dad. Of course, I am okay with this. She’s the best.” She is. He isn’t wrong about that at all. It settles some of my fears that he is okay with this, but we are still moving, and Sienna lives here. What happens then? We haven’t spoken about what is between us, but I am fucking loving that she said she loves me.
“Sienna is pretty amazing,” I agree with him. “And I am really glad she loves me too.” I reach over and put my hand on hers, where it is resting on her thigh. Sienna smiles at me, and I know I have to find a way to make this more. For us to be together, we already love each other, the rest is just logistics. I wonder if she would move with us, if it is even fair to ask her to. What if we don’t work out and she moves across the country for me?
I have to be fair to her, too. She is young and has her life and career ahead of her. But if she did move with us, maybe homeschooling could be an option for Nova—fuck, my head is spinning now. Mostly it’s repeating the part where she said she loves us both. She loves me, and that should be enough. Sienna laces her fingers between mine, they fit just right.
Love is not a word I throw around often, unless I am talking about my son, but I really do love Sienna. My son looks rather pleased with himself when I look at him again, like this was all part of his master plan. I don’t think the ‘one room’ thing was an innocent misunderstanding. He had a hand in it, I am sure.
* * *
We’re all exhausted after traveling home, and a busy weekend away. Nova has a shower and is fast asleep before I am even done reading a chapter of our latest story. I’m tiptoeing out of his room when I see Sienna going towards hers.
I whisper, “Where are you going?” not wanting to wake him.
“To bed because I am exhausted, aren’t you?” She whispers back with that stunning smile.
“I am, but I was hoping you’d come to my bed. You can sneak back later.”
“I don’t think we need to sneak around. Nova knows. He is too damn smart, that kid,” Sienna says, as I take her hand and pull her closer to me so I can wrap my arms around her.
“You’re right, come to my room. Stay with me tonight,” I say and she can’t say no because I kiss her and walk her back towards my bedroom. I want her close to me. I won’t sleep if she is in the other room, and I have to lie thinking about her all night.
We climb into my bed, trying hard to be quiet, we kiss, and I know we are both too tired for more. Sienna pushes closer, her eyes blinking slower and slower. She falls asleep next to me, where she belongs. I close my eyes and imagine what this version of my life could be—one with her in it forever. Dozing in and out of sleep, I am happy she is here in my bed. That Nova threw us under the bus and made us say what we already knew we felt.
I lie next to Sienna, watching her sleep. She looks so peaceful and innocent, yet I know she has a fiery passion inside her. I reach out and brush her hair away from her face, and she stirs slightly, a small smile forming on her lips.
I gently slide my hand down her side, over her hip, and pull her closer to me. She fits perfectly against my body, and I can feel her heat radiating against me. I can't resist running my hand down the curve of her back, feeling the softness of her ass when I grab it.
We both know we have to be quiet, but the anticipation and the thrill of being caught only adds to the intensity. I trail my fingers down her thigh, and she shivers at my touch. I can feel her desire building and want nothing more than to please her.
I lean in, kiss her neck, letting my lips linger, and trace a path down to her collarbone. She moans softly, and I know I'm on the right track. I continue to kiss and nibble at her skin, letting my hands explore every inch of her body. My tiredness is forgotten when her body rubs against me—waking me and my cock up.
"Mmm, I love the way you touch me, Lance," she whispers, so softly.
"You're so sexy when you're quiet, trying not to wake up Nova.” I smirk because she is trying so hard to be quiet. It’s fucking hot.
"I can't help it. You make me feel so good," she says arching her back, moving herself so she is on top of me.
"That's the plan, Sienna. I want you to feel good all night long," I say, grabbing her hips, pulling her down onto my cock so I am filling her.
"Oh god, yes. Don't stop, Lance." She tries to say softly, but it’s louder as I hold her and move up and down. Thrusting up into her while I can see her above me—it’s so damn sexy.
"Never. I won’t stop. I could never get enough of you, Sienna. You're my addiction," I say through gritted teeth, trying to keep control, not make a noise. But she is stunning as she straddles me, grinding herself down on my hard cock. Moaning as silently as she can. I touch her clit with my finger while she fucks herself on my cock, her head falling back.
"I want to be your everything, Lance. Just keep touching me like that." She shudders with the threat of her orgasm, and I don’t stop. I tease her sensitive clit and move up and down with her.
