Page 54 of Protecting Siena

Thinking back on my life, I wish I would have done things differently. There are a lot of things that I wish I could take back, but then again, I wouldn’t have the family I have now if things were different.

Siena and Nixon are my damn life and I would kill again if I had to. I will protect them until my dying breath.

I’ve finally shown Siena the part of my past that I never wanted to remember, and always tried to get away from. When she met my parents for the first time, I could see the pity in her eyes. She wanted to feel sorry for the way that I was raised, but I didn’t. I didn’t need the pity. All I needed was the love of her and Nixon, and I would die a happy man.

Seeing my parents after all that time was rough and shit, I’m surprised that they even remembered that they had a son. At least this time, they were sober enough to know that they fucked up. My mom apologized for what they put me through. My father still didn’t really give a fuck about me, and, to be honest, I didn’t really care.

He was a shitty father then, and I know that shit wouldn’t have changed, even if he was sober now. He is selfish and I can see that. Thinking back on my life, I know that I never want to be the parents that they were. I put Nixon first and I always will.

Shit, even if Siena and I were poor, I would make sure that Nixon was the one who ate.

When my mom’s eyes locked on Nixon’s small features, I could see the tears well up in her eyes. I wish things were different, and that Nixon would get to know his grandparents, but I know that it won’t happen. Unless by some miracle she would get cleaned up and want to be part of our lives.

I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason, and I think that letting them meet my son would at least spark something inside of them. I wish they wanted to be better people for themselves, but if they do it to be part of their grandson’s life, then so be it. I’ll take what I can get.

When my mom tried to get close to Nixon, Siena went into momma bear mode, and almost snapped at her. “He looks just like you did as a boy.” She whispered through tears. She tried to reach out towards Nixon, but he buried himself into my body, and I had to stop my mom from getting closer to him.

By the time we left their place, I felt lighter than I had in my whole life. I may have not been enough to fight for as a child, but I know that Nixon is. I would do anything to ensure that he’s taken care of, just like I would do the same for Siena.

Chicago wasn’t what I remembered, and I could see that just being here was hard on Siena. She didn’t know where she was or how to get anywhere. Me, I kind of liked it here, but our home was in California. Chicago held a lot of bad memories for me, but it was where I was from. There was no changing that, just like Siena would always want to be in Vegas.

The compromise was that being in California meant that we were able to live out our dreams together, and that we could raise Nixon in a loving home without having to look over our shoulder at any given time. California meant that we finally made it away from the drugs, the guns, the women, and anything else that was thrown in our way.

It meant that we were finally free of all the baggage that Siena and I both came with. We are finally able to live the life we wanted, and had no one telling us otherwise.

“Sloane.” Her arms wrap around me and tighten when I put my hand on her hands. Looking over my shoulder at her, I see her bury her face into my back.

“Yeah, baby?” Pulling her around my body, I kiss the top of her head and she sighs.

“Things are about to get a whole lot crazier.” Looking down at her, I don’t get her meaning. She looks up at me with a small grin.

She grabs my hands and turns around in my arms so her back is to my front. My arms wrap around her tightly, and she leans her head against my chest. After what seems like forever, she opens her eyes and moves my hands so that they are on her flat stomach.

She started working out with Gully and I four months ago, and her body has changed. She’s more confident than before, but, to be honest, I loved her curves more. One thing I do love is that she still has her hourglass shape, and when I plow into her from behind it gets me hard as a fucking rock.

She even got a tattoo not too long ago which blew my mind. She always hated on them on women while we were in Vegas, but seeing her with some ink does some serious things to my dick.

“What’s going to get crazier? You and Nixon are both crazy already.” She elbows me in the gut and I can’t help but laugh.

“Not me and Nixon. Plus, I thought you liked my kind of crazy.” She turns in my arms and wraps them around my neck, pulling my face down to hers.

“I love your kind of crazy, especially when you do that thing with your tongue.” I kiss her lips and then move down to her neck. Her moans fill the room, and she tries to be quiet. Nixon’s taking a nap and she just put him down.

I place open mouth kisses on her neck and she moves her head so I have better access. Grabbing her ass, I pull her against my erection, and grind into her. “Wait.” She breathes, trying to stop me for a second.

I’m two seconds from shucking my jeans, and fucking her right here, right now and she wants to fucking stop. “Siena.” I groan.

She pushes me back a little, and I let her. All I know is that she better have something good to tell me right now, or I’m spanking that sexy ass of hers until she can’t sit.

“Siena, this better be good.” My hand grips her ass and she gasps. I give it a squeeze, and her eyes are overcome with lust. She leans in and licks my bottom lip, and I moan at the sensation.

“I guess it will depend on you.” She raises an eyebrow, and I pull her closer to me.

“Spill, or so help me God I’ll paddle this sexy ass of yours.” She rubs her covered pussy over my dick, and I pull her so close that you can’t see where I begin and she ends.

“Nixon’s going to be a big brother.” The words hit me like a ton of bricks. Closing my eyes, I lean my head back and just take in the words. She’s pregnant.

When I open my eyes again, she’s looking unsure. Pressing my mouth down on hers, I take her by surprise. Every inch of my body is on fire, and I can’t believe that we are going to have another baby.

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