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“How did you fall?”
“I’m sorry, Mommy. I tried to peepee in the big boy potty. I thought I heard my daddy hurting in the bathroom.” His adorable round eyes gaze at me innocently. Then I realize I'm sitting in a puddle of his urine.
A deep voice comes from behind me. For two minutes, I forgot that Reed was here and just a three minutes ago, he was inside me, filling me to where I was choking on my last breath and grunting as he did.
“Hey, little dude. Come with me so your mommy can get cleaned up.” Then he chuckles.
“Don’t laugh. It’s on him too.”
Reed’s eyes open, and his eyebrows shoot up. Caleb climbs off my lap and grabs Reed’s hand. Reed extends his other hand, helping me off the floor.
“Welcome to my world,” I say, sarcasm lacing my tone.
After they’re gone, I turn the shower to hot, shed my dirty clothes, and step in. I have more than pee to wash off. My inner thighs are coated with my sticky orgasm. It’s also on my stomach where he reached under my shirt and splayed his cum-covered hand across my skin and held me while giving himself to me.
So many thoughts run through my head as I lather my sponge with a peppermint-sugar hair and body wash that Lettie gave me for a Christmas present. It invigorates my hair follicles, making my head feel cool and my body too.
What is Reed keeping in the deepest part of his soul?
What will it take for him to share with me?
What would happen if I told Caleb’s dad that he has a son?
What if my dad finds out about Reed before we’ve had a chance to see if this is really going somewhere? And it seems to be headed in the right direction.
I mean it seems like he likes Caleb, and he just worked me over in the kitchen, so there’s that.
Wrapping a towel around me, I take two steps into my bedroom, dress, and put my hair in a wet bun, since I teach ballet tonight anyway.
As I stride into the den, it’s straightened. Yes, toys are in the wrong spots, but they’re no longer strewn all over the floor. My eyes are drawn to two socked feet. One tiny pair on the thick thighs of Reed Bauer, while his are stretched out over the ottoman.
This isn’t good for me—seeing Reed so comfortable with my little boy that he only met this morning. The laptop is open to hockey. Hockey? What?
“No,” I say a little too loudly.
Their heads swivel in my direction. “Why?” they ask at the same time, except Caleb adds ‘Mommy’ to the end.
“Reed, you need to go. Caleb has to go with me to teach ballet.”
“I want to stay with Weed.”
Shaking my head, I say, “He was just helping me out.” I cross my arms over my waist and roll my eyes.
One day, and he’s already choosing someone else.
Reed must detect my frustration. “It’s okay, little dude. Go with your mom tonight, but I’ll be back tomorrow morning.”
Caleb throws his arms in the air. “Yay. Can we make a fort tomorrow?”
“Sure.” Reed messes his hair and slips Caleb from his lap. “Brooke, can you walk me out?”
I nod. There has to be another way. I forget to grab my coat when we walk outside. He wraps his arms around me.
“You can’t come here, making my son fall in love with you, when we don’t even know what we want.”
“I know what I want. You. Today was challenging, but I never wished I wasn’t here. I enjoyed playing with him. He only acted up after I fed him a bowl of marshmallows,” he teases and leans down to kiss me.
“I’m serious. This was one day, but you’ll get tired of it after a week or two.”
