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Sleeping with Her Dad's Best Friend
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  I felt like I couldn’t stop making noises as passion overwhelmed me. If this sex was engagement sex, I’d take it. When I fell over the peak, he grunted and released inside of me.

  As we floated back down to Earth, he said, “I’m glad that you’ll be my wife.”

  MALACHI

  Selena

  MONTHS LATER

  I looked at the face of our sleeping baby. We kept a camera in the room that connected to an app on our phones, so we could keep an eye on the little one even when we weren’t physically there. The rising and falling of our son’s chest was entrancing to me. I was glad that he was a healthy baby.

  When he was awake, he babbled at us a little, grunting and making other noises at this point. I was still in school, so Charlie and I had vetted a ton of very expensive and experienced nannies who would help support us through the time that we needed help the most. Charlie, even though he had Kayla, had not been the primary caretaker at the time. Even though he worked from home, a nanny was the one who took care of our son, Malachi, during the week. Despite having someone during the days, Charlie stepped up the second that the nanny wrapped up for the day. He made sure I had time for class and homework. I spent a lot of time in our shared office. I could see him working, and he could see me working. I was trying to get done with school as quickly as I could. Dad had already tried to transition some stuff to my plate. Charlie, Dad, and I had agreed that it was probably better if Charlie wasn’t my supervisor.

  I knew that other people would complain about looking after Malachi alongside being a newlywed and finishing college, but I was happy where I was. I’d have my degree in international business as soon as possible. Charlie was a great dad, taking charge during the weekends. We had a housekeeper who did stuff like grocery shopping, laundry, cleaning, etc. She was the one who made sure we had hot dinners waiting for us every day. I packed my own lunches, but I scribbled the components down on the weekly grocery list. She and Charlie made it easy for me to study.

  I knew that it wasn’t as easy for other people, so I’d involved Charlie in working with young mothers who might be in a bind. If Charlie hadn’t stepped up to the plate and my father had refused to help support me, I could have ended up in a precarious position. I counted my blessings daily.

  As I left our baby’s room, Charlie caught me and drew me close to him. He dropped a kiss on my nose.

  “How is Malachi?”

  “He’s sleeping.”

  “Good.” Charlie swept me off of my feet and brought me into our room. He unwrapped me like a Christmas present, savoring the view that he got as he removed each piece of clothing.

  He and I had the habit of ordering more lingerie late at night. It was fun for us. Of course, I had more than I’d ever use, but he never knew what he’d find. He made noises of appreciation before taking everything off of me.

  As he parted my thighs and settled his mouth on my core, I thought about how lucky I was to have this man love me. My brain turned off as my body responded to his expert touch. He had focused on learning how to pleasure me until I was nothing but a sweaty mess on our bed.

  When he and I had both released, he carried me into the bathroom. As he cleaned me up, he said, “When do you want a second baby?”

  I blinked up at him. “I hadn’t thought about it.” Malachi was still young enough to drink breastmilk.

  “I’m just saying, I have the energy to chase after another little one if you want one.”

  I was quiet. “I’m not on birth control, if that’s what you’re asking.”

  “Not exactly, but I’d love to have a lot of kids.”

  I put my hand on the center of his chest. “Not so fast. My body has to recover from carrying Malachi. I don’t know if I want a second kid before I finish college.”

  “So we’ll have a second kid after you finish college?” Charlie asked me before bending down and biting my neck. He was very effective at negotiation.

  “Yes,” I gasped, not sure if I was just awash with feel-good chemicals or ready to commit to raising two children. I knew for sure at this point that Charlie meant to be involved.

  “I can’t wait for our future together,” Charlie said as he started another round.

  THE END

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