Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
“Please,” I beg right as the outside of his thighs spread mine. He has his cock in hand, and the moment he places the head at my entrance, he slams inside, giving me exactly what I didn’t know I needed or wanted.
TWENTY-FIVE
Mace
One Month Later
“You’re sure about this? I don’t want to push you, and I want this to be on your terms.” It’s been a long-as-hell month, sneaking around once Von is asleep at Tyra’s place, seeing as she has a two-bedroom and taking my woman on a couch where our son could find us naked wasn’t a visual we wanted planted in his mind. Von already knows more about the birds and the bees as it is, only it’s with animals. Fucking documentaries make for some hard-ass questions to answer.
“I’m positive. I know it’s only been a few weeks, and I should probably make you work for it a lot longer since it took you over a year to get back to the real Mace.” Von is at school right now, the two of us both getting an afternoon off to hang out with one another, and now we’re in my Range Rover waiting in the pick-up line until it’s our turn at the gate. This is the part I dread when it’s my turn to grab him from school. It’s the slowest of the slow, five kids per gate opening, making it take twice as long to get through.
“I’m a lucky man and won’t ever take that for granted again.” I bring her hand to mouth, kissing it before returning it to the center console, where we continue holding one another’s hand.
“I’d say so. I know we still have some tough roads to navigate, but I think it’s time we let him in on our secret before we get caught. You know our boy as well as I do,” she states. Von doesn’t like when people lie or being kept in the dark. Yes, he’s a child, but he also has his own little nuances everyone is allowed to have.
“That I do.” I got lucky. Von responded as well as he did with me moving and seeing him more frequently, I think the only reason being because I made sure to stay consistent.
“Finally,” Tyra says. I chuckle, thinking I was the only one pissed about how long it takes. I mean, sure, we could be those types of parents who get to the car rider lane an hour early, to be the first one to pick up our child, but that’s a lot of sitting around and wasting gas as well as time. “What? You act like I’m the only one in this car who doesn’t like to sit around and wait.”
“You’re definitely not. The way you’re squirming in your seat tells me you’re nervous,” I reply. Tyra puts the bright orange name tag on the dash; his first and last name along with his grade are plastered on it. We both made a pact that if we’re not in this lane, neither one of us would drive around advertising where our boy goes to school. Some parents might do that, but to us it wasn’t a risk we were willing to take, not with the fucking loony-ass people who walk around these days.
“I am. I mean, we are kind of springing this on him. What if he doesn’t handle this well? What if he likes having us one on one?” Christ, Tyra’s not ready to tell him, and I’m not going to allow that to happen.
“Look at me, siren.” I disengage our hands knowing we only have seconds until Von is in the car with us. “We’re going to take him for ice cream, we’ll act like we have been for the past month and go from there, just the three of us getting along like usual. I am not pushing this on you or Von. So, for now, we’ll play it safe until you’re comfortable. I don’t have your forgiveness yet, and that’s okay. Time is what we need.”
“Okay, we’ll do it your way. God, I suck. I’m so sorry, Mace. I should be over this by now. It should be smooth sailing. It’s been a month. You’ve proven and shown me how much work you’re willing to put into our family. I’m just scared.” Her eyes are cast downwards. The weight of this she’s been carrying around, it’s enormous. Even I know a month isn’t long enough to make her see that I’m not going anywhere.
“Chin up, siren. We’ve got a little boy to pick up, and I am not upset, nor am I mad about this decision. It’s one we’re making together. I’ll keep trying and working until I have your forgiveness. Don’t doubt that, okay?” I tip her head up with two fingers beneath her chin, softly press a kiss against her lips, and then I pull away.