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Finally managing to gather himself, he relaxes against my chest. “I love you, too.”
“Everything okay now?”
“Yeah. He just got overwhelmed.” He turns so he’s whispering in my ear. “I told them all about the house. They want time to think about it.”
I nod. “That’s fair.”
“Mhm.” He squirms a little. “Um. Is it bedtime yet?”
“Getting sleepy?”
“Not exactly.” He nuzzles beneath my ear, his cold nose making me grin. “You said if I behaved, we’d both get to come tonight.”
“I did say that, didn’t I?”
“Mhm.” He squirms some more. “And you keep your promises, daddy.”
I grin, winking at Travis when I catch him watching us. “Suppose I should take you to bed then, shouldn’t I?”
“Yes!” he squeaks, nearly falling out of my lap. Now everyone is staring at us. Casey at least has the sense to look embarrassed, but not enough to backtrack. He just shrugs and says, “We’re going to bed.”
There’s some laughter and mumbling before Carter says, “Yeah, I bet you are.”
Casey sticks his tongue out at his friend. “You’re just jealous.”
“I-” Carter pauses, tilting his head. He frowns. Then turns to Travis with a pout. “I am jealous. Can we…”
“Fuck yes.” Travis stands up, scoops Carter out of his chair so quickly the chair falls backward, and starts walking into the house with Carter thrown over his shoulder. Carter’s giggles can be heard even a few seconds after the sliding glass door closes behind them.
I arch a brow at Casey. “Do you need to be carried, or can you walk?”
“Psh.” He flashes me a mischievous grin. “Walk? I’m gonna run. Bet you can’t catch me.”
He darts away. I give him a head start, finishing my beer and nodding at the others around the fire. “Gentlemen.”
“Go get him, daddy,” Maison teases.
I shoot him a wink over my shoulder. “Oh, I will.”
Chapter Forty-nine
Casey
He catches me in the hall leading to his room, snagging my wrist and pulling just hard enough to send me stumbling into him. I suck in a sharp breath, my heart pounding in exhilaration. "You caught me," I pant, turning to look at him.
His gaze is dark and predatory, his smile dangerous. "I did. Silly boy, thinking you can run from daddy."
"Silly daddy," I tell him, whispering it like a secret. A giggle bubbles in my throat. "I wanted you to catch me."
"Oh?" He arches a single brow. It's unfairly sexy. "Does that mean daddy gets to do whatever he wants now that he caught you?"
"Mhhm. I'm your prize."
His expression turns soft. "Yes, baby boy. You certainly are."
"Dadddy," I whine, tucking my burning face against his chest to hide. I don't know why, but I feel all shivery and squirmy inside right now. Almost… little.
"Is my baby boy all embarrassed?" he coos.
