Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 151097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 504(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 151097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 504(@300wpm)
She ran to hide behind Hunter.
Taking the baby from Coby, my wife smirked at the dirty look I gave her.
Coby knew what she’d done—using me to get off and then leaving me hanging with a hard dick because the little cockblocker in my hands started crying.
I lifted my son and kissed his fat cheek.
My kids were growing too fast for my liking. I need time to slow down. I needed more moments like this with them.
I worked way too fucking much, but my wives were patient with me.
Most of the time.
“You’re going to make this up to me tonight,” I warned Coby in a low tone. “And I don’t want to hear shit about you being sleepy or wanting a back rub first.”
Coby smiled and leaned in to kiss me, giving my dick a surreptitious squeeze while Nevaeh was distracted with rubbing her mother’s belly and talking to her new little brother. “I sent Hunter to find you. You didn’t come?”
I shook my head.
“Aww, you poor thing,” she cooed, stroking my dick through my sweats. It gave an excited jerk under her palm.
“Shit, girl. I fucking love you,” I blurted.
“I love you too, hubby.” I pulled Coby closer for another kiss, and Adonis immediately latched onto her hair and yanked. “Ow!”
He already had a fucking death grip at only a few months old.
After freeing his mother, I carried our son over to the sofa.
Sitting, I stared at him as I always did, wondering what his future held. Unlike my father, I made a vow to let him follow his own path.
My son stared back and suddenly smiled as if he could see right through to my heart.
Did he find me worthy?
Did he feel how much I loved him?
Did he know how terrified he made me?
I had these same questions when Nevaeh was born, and she still scared the shit out of me. I was afraid that I’d screw them up—that I’d turn cold and cruel like my father had been.
May he rest in shit.
Asshole finally up and died a year after I turned him into a stump.
Adonis babbled emphatically while bouncing on his legs as if he’d read my mind and agreed.
“Yeah, fuck him,” I secretly whispered to my son.
Adonis screeched and bounced even harder.
It was a blessing that he’d never known his grandfather.
Unfortunately, he’d never know his grandmother either.
My mom died a year ago while Coby was pregnant with our second child. The first time she’d gotten pregnant was shortly after she and Hunter were married, but she suffered a miscarriage. It had nearly broken us all, but none more than Coby. We helped each other through it, but Coby had been so crushed that she refused to try again, out of fear that it would happen again. And then, after one reckless weekend in Greece, our baby boy was born.
He’d shown up and restored her faith in fate.
Now, Adonis was only a few months old, and Coby was already pregnant again. It was my first time knocking her and Hunter up together, and I admit… I’ve been walking around like my nuts were full of magic ever since.
Nevaeh ran over and climbed onto the sofa next to me. Hunter and Coby snuck out while Nev told me about her new teacher, Mrs. Harris, who was nice, and how she wasn’t talking to her little friend Prudence anymore because her dad said I was a bad man.
“Are you bad, daddy?”
For a moment, I was stuck between the truth and a lie.
I knew the day would come when my daughter would come to understand our way of life, but I wasn’t ready for that dose of reality yet. I wanted to keep being her hero.
“What do you think?” I asked.
“No way! You’re nice to my brother, my mommies, and me. You watch Doc McStuffins with me and make the best chocolate milk.”
I smiled down at her while I quietly wrestled with indecision once more. “I have done bad things, baby girl. My job… it isn’t a nice one. But I want you to know that I love you, and I would never hurt you or your brother.”
“I know, daddy. I’ve been bad sometimes, too. I ate two cookies yesterday when Mama Coby said I could only have one, and I knew I was supposed to knock first, but I just forgot.”
I said a silent prayer that she’d stay this innocent forever. “That’s okay. We’ll just keep it between us.”
Nevaeh exhaled as if relieved to have lifted that burden off her shoulders. She rested her head against my arm and sighed again. “I don’t care what Prudence says. You’re the best dad ever. She’s stupid anyway, and her hair is ugly.”
I swear to fucking God, I’d never felt taller.
Coco’s old cranky ass, who I hadn’t noticed napping in the corner, growled as if he agreed. It was more likely that he wanted us to shut up already.