Page 74 of Pelvic Flaws

“Really?” Isaac asked me.

I nodded. “Yes, I think he’s actually getting the FBI to check Dex out.”

Isaac gave me a tired smile. “He still left.”

“Yes, sweetheart, he did,” I replied with a sigh. “But it was me he left, not you. It was me he didn’t want to live with any more – don’t get me wrong, I didn’t want to live with him either – but it certainly wasn’t you three he was leaving. You remember when he first went he still came for breakfast on a Sunday?”

Isaac nodded, remembering as I did our traditional cooked breakfasts that we had every Sunday, something, I realized, that we hadn’t done for a while.

“Well that was him keeping a little bit of his family together.”

“So why did he stop?” he asked defiantly.

“Because I asked him to. It was upsetting Charlie when he left every Sunday, and he’d met Sophie and I didn’t think it was fair on her.”

Isaac looked up at me and then glanced at Dex. “I guess you wouldn’t like it if Dex still had lunch with the hugger, would you?”

He eyed Dex warily, wondering how he’d take his little joke about Debbie.

“No way,” I scoffed, with a mock frown.

Dex laughed and rolled his eyes. “You obviously get the jokes from your mom.”

“What can I say,” I replied. “We have naturally funny bones.”

We fell into a silence for a few moments, me holding Isaac’s hand and Dex leaning forward, his eyes drooping with long awaited sleep.

“Dex, you can’t drive home like that,” I said. “Why don’t you stay?”

Dex’s eyes widened a little, but he was so tired the quip I expected about staying over never came.

“Yeah, you can have my bed,” Isaac offered. “It’s the least I can do.”

I bit my lip at my son’s attempt at cock-blocking, but he needn’t have worried, there wasn’t going to be any hanky-panky going on. For one, our first time wouldn’t be with all three of my kids in rooms next to us and for two, it was almost four in the morning and I didn’t think neither Dex nor I had the energy to even get our clothes off, never mind shag for hours – which we most definitely would our first time, well at least I hoped we would.

“It’s fine,” Dex said. “The couch will be great. At this point I’d sleep on a park bench.”

God love this man, he always knew what to say and do and it just made him all the more attractive to me.

“Are you sure,” Isaac said. “I feel bad for getting you out of bed.”

“Not a problem, Isaac, I told you that before.”

Smiling softly at him, I sighed inwardly knowing that the time was close where I wanted to sleep with him. Bloody hell, who was I kidding, it wasn’t close, it was banging on the door of my boarded up vagina.

As if sensing what I was thinking, Dex gave me a little wink before pushing off the chair.

“Okay, so I think you and I deserve a morning off tomorrow,” he said to Isaac. “But we still need to get some sleep, so you get on up to bed while I have a quick chat with your mom.”

Isaac grinned as he stood up and then bent to kiss my cheek. “Night Mum and don’t chat for too long.”

I smacked at his leg. “Go to bed,” I said with a hint of a smile. “And never forget I love you.”

“I won’t. Love you too.”

Once he’d gone, I got up and stood in front of Dex. “Thank you, again, for helping one of my kids. There’s just Annie now and then you’ve got a full set.”

He laughed quietly, rocking slightly on his feet. “I think he really needs to speak to Carl though. You don’t want any of this festerin’ darlin’.”

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