Page 83 of Double Dare

She looks the exact same. She’s barely knocked up. But whatever.

“He’s got a new fetish,” Kade laughs.

“Fucking right I do. I’m all possessive and protective and shit now.” He grins.

“Fatherly instincts are kicking in already,” I laugh.

“Well, if fatherly instincts come with a hard dick and a new pet name, I’m in.”

“She will not call you daddy.”

“We’ll see,” he challenges, hopping out and stumbling his way up the front steps.

“He’s pent up, freaking out, and horny. Bet you they’re fucking in ten minutes,” Kade says.

It is their default. “Less than ten.” I look at Laken, wondering… “What would you do? You’d be freaking out, too.”

Now my mind is all clusterfucked with the kids theory. Would Laken want kids with both of us? That seems fucked. Uncles and dads don’t mix. Adoption?

“She’d rock the pregnant look,” Kade says. “But I’m…no, I can’t think about that. Our dynamic is too fucked.”

“But…”

“Don’t,” Kade cuts me off. “You wanna get mindfucked over the semantics of shit again? Because now I’m wondering what my pet name would be to your kid. Am I uncle or dad?” He opens the door. “Just…don’t.”

Fair enough. Our thoughts are the same.

But. There’s something primal in the idea of knocking Laken up. I’m not ready for it, but shit, it sounds hot. If I know Kade, he’s thinking the same thing. Our ages aren’t there yet, and our relationship is definitely not there yet, but we’re both primal, dominant assholes, so…

I grab the pizza from the back and follow Kade inside.

“Freya!” Kade acts overly excited, putting the ruse of us not knowing to an end. He gives her a grin and a hug, patting her belly.

“You fucking told them?” she snaps at Hardin.

“Well, they just helped me fight your brother, so yeah,” Hardin says.

Then Freya starts stage-whisper yelling at him, so I grin at Lakes. “Hey, love.” I kiss her and pull her onto my lap on the couch. “We brought pizza.”

“Knew I loved you for a reason,” Laken laughs. “Kade! Bring me pizza.”

“So fucking bossy,” he complains while getting her a plate and some pizza from the counter. He holds it out of her reach and leans forward. “Say please.”

She tugs on his shirt and brings his mouth to hers, kissing him and stealing the pizza from his grip. I watch because I’m fucking into it, and then she grins at him for not needing to say please.

Kade sinks down beside me, and we find Freya watching.

“Oh, yeah. They’re all fucking now,” Hardin fills her in. “Speaking of fucking…” He scoops Freya up and she fights him the whole way down the hall. I think it’s just their dynamic, and it works for them. “It’s not like you can get more pregnant,” I hear him say before the spare bedroom door slams.

“Their babies are going to be sexy,” Kade says.

Laken starts on her second slice. “Babies aren’t sexy. They’re cute.”

“Fuck that. If that baby gets Hardin’s brains and Freya’s sexy eyes, plus attitude from both of them, it’s going to be sexy. Panty dropper from day one.”

“A boy, eh?” Laken asks.

“Girls can be panty droppers,” Kade counters. “But yeah, sexiness runs in the family, and so do boys.”

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