Page 23 of Summer with the Single Dad

The interest couldn’t all be in his head like he initially convinced himself, right?

She could have easily told him to ‘fuck off,’ that she wanted to run on her own. And she definitely didn’t have to offer to bake cupcakes or cakes. Was she just being nice though?

He and his brothers drilled it into the kids’ heads that women did not have to be nice to men they didn’t know, and men should not take women being nice to them as a sign that they’re interested. The kids were still young, but that respect and consent stuff needed to start as early as possible, so it became second nature. They had no plans to raise asshole men or doormat women.

But she seemed interested.

There was a sparkle in her eyes when she looked at him, and the way her cheeks pinked up, drowning out the freckles, sent his pulse racing.

It wasn’t long before his thoughts of Justine turned racier. She was probably having a shower right now as well. Which meant she’d be naked, wet and—he came faster than he expected, painting the tile wall with his cum as the orgasm rocked through him. His toes curled and his heart rate thundered in his ears, as his balls cinched up against his taint and the warmth in his lower belly spread through the rest of his body.

Fuck.

It was like he was a fourteen-year-old again, just starting his concerningly frequent masturbation journey. All he needed was a damn tube sock and a crusty Playboy with the pages stuck together.

He’d never come that fast.

What the fuck?

Well, whatever. With that out of the way, he finished washing his body and hair in the dimly lit bathroom. Since it was still foggy outside, not much light filtered through the window, but he liked it that way. It kept his nerves from going bonkers and allowed him a few more moments of peace before he stepped out of the shower and all hell broke loose for the day.

Another two minutes standing under the spray with his eyes closed was all he gave himself before he reluctantly shut off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist. The sounds of the kids awake in their bathroom let him know his quiet, peaceful morning was no more.

Then came a scream. Most likely from Aya. Followed by crying.

He counted to five and sure enough, a tiny fist pounded on his bedroom door.

Making sure the towel was secure around his waist, he opened the door to a teary-eyed Aya with a wild bedhead and pillow creases on her face.

“What’s up, Little Bug?”

Her chin wobbled, and a fat tear slid down the crease of her little nose. “Emme is being mean to me.”

“How so?”

Emerson emerged at the mention of her name. Rolling her eyes, she crossed her arms and cocked her hip into the jamb of her bedroom door. “I am not. I just said that I wanted five minutes in the bathroom by myself. We don’t have to do everything together. I want to brush my teeth and pee without an audience. Is that too much to ask?”

“I have to pee too,” Aya said, sticking her tongue out at her sister. “And brush my teeth.”

“I said you could have the bathroom after me.” Emme glanced up at Bennett for sympathy. “Seriously, Dad, I’m nine-years-old. Is it too much for me to ask for five minutes in the bathroom by myself?”

Bennett double-checked his towel before crouching down to Aya’s level. Then he thought better of it and pulled her into his room. He sat down on the bed and kept her standing in front of them so they were eye-to-eye. “I don’t think it’s too much for your sister to ask for five minutes of bathroom privacy.”

Aya scowled at him. “I had to pee too.”

“And we have another bathroom downstairs that you could use.”

“Uncle Jagger was pooping in it.”

“Was not!” Jagger called out from downstairs. “Don’t blame me, Short Stack.”

“Why are you still here?” Bennett called down to his brother.

“I only just woke up when Aya screamed bloody murder. Leaving now.” Then the front door opened and closed a second later.

Bennett focused back on his youngest daughter. “Three things. First: we do not scream like that unless someone has severed off one of our limbs. Got it?”

Aya nodded and exhaled heavily through her nose.

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