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I see Andie deep in thought for a few moments before admitting, “I don’t know. What?”
“Blue paint.”
Amanda gags. “Oh my god. That’s terrible.”
Mom just shakes her head. “They’re all terrible, but it never stops him.”
I wink at Andie. “You like them, don’t you?”
She giggles. “I love them. I write them in my journal every day, so I never forget them.”
“I didn’t know that.” It makes me happy.
“Yep. Every single day.”
Mom holds out her hand. “Let’s go, Andie. We need to get you fed.”
Andie looks down at the paint-covered brushes and then back up at Amanda. Amanda takes them. “I’ll clean them. Go help Gigi and Karen. We’ll be down in a few minutes to eat with you.”
Andie hugs Amanda’s legs. “Thanks for teachingme. Can we work on it more when I get home from school?”
“Of course. Just leave your smock here so you don’t get paint anywhere else in the house.”
I turn to Mom and see tears in her eyes before Andie joins her and they leave the room.
I hold up thesmockAndie handed to me on her way out. “I see you made use of my T-shirt.”
“She came in and asked to start painting. I didn’t want her getting paint on her school clothes, so I took it off and gave it to her.”
But it’s left her back in that tight, cropped, midriff-baring shirt that sends my cock into orbit.
I grab her by the waist and turn her so she’s flush to my body. She gasps at the surprise move.
With my other hand, I pull her hair so her eyes are forced to meet mine. “Once again, I can’t have you walking around in this shirt. I’m telling you right now, if I see you in this top again, I won’t be held responsible for my actions.” I rub my erection on her for added effect.
Her face flushes and her breathing picks up. She stares at me with those big, honey-brown eyes and slowly nods.
“Good. I’m glad you understand. Now throw on a different shirt and meet me in the kitchen for breakfast.”
Again, she simply nods.
I make my way down to the kitchen and Karen hands me my juice. “Thanks, Karen. What’s in it today?”
She rolls her eyes at me like she does every time I ask. “As I always tell you, it’s best if you don’t know.”
I laugh. Amanda then enters the kitchen in an oversized sweatshirt. I subtly nod at her in approval.
She looks around the room. “Karen, these waffles smell amazing. Are there enough? I don’t want to take away from anyone else.”
“Of course, sweetie. Beckett doesn’t eat them. He’s all into healthy living.”
Amanda turns to me with a look of disgust. “How boring. Do you indulge in anything?”
Before I can answer, Mom does. “Well, he puts cherries on everything. And not fresh cherries. It’s always Maraschino cherries. And he does love Cherry Coke and cherry ice cream. Hmm, it’s interesting. He wasn’t into cherries while growing up. It wasn’t until about five years ago that he became so enamored with them. Amanda, remind me when you two met for the first time.”
Amanda bites her lip and giggles. “About five years ago.”
“And what is the scent of your lotion?”
