Page 35 of A Very Happy Halloween

“And that’s a problem?” He cupped my cheeks in his hands and tilted his head to one side. “Janie, talk to me.”

“I can’t have any more kids,” I blurted.

That caught him off guard. He opened his mouth, then closed it again before eventually trying, “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“And it’s my fault. I had my tubes tied after Alfie, and I never thought I’d get divorced or meet another man or want more children, and…and…”

“Janie, shhh. Can’t sterilisation be reversed?”

“Yes, but that doesn’t always work. The doctor said I should be a hundred percent sure it was what I wanted before going ahead, and I thought I was because, honestly, my marriage was on the rocks before Steven ever cheated.” Great, now I was crying again. “And then I watched you out there, and you’re going to make the best dad. So if this is a deal-breaker, I need to know now before I fall any harder.”

“Nothing in life is guaranteed.” Eis used the bottom of his T-shirt to wipe my face. “I’m also going to make the best stepdad.”

“You’re…you’re okay with it?”

“Whatever path life takes us on, I’m okay with it. You’re my anchor, Janie. You have been since the day I met you.”

I looked up at him through watery eyelashes.

“Also, my ovaries exploded.”

He burst out laughing. “That’s my girl. Want me to mind Alfie while you take the other boys to the cinema?”

“You’d do that?”

“He might cramp their style. They were talking about a twelve-rated movie.”

“Harry’s only eleven.”

“When I was twelve, I was borrowing eighteen-rated DVDs from my cousin’s collection. That’s all part of what turned me into the horny jackass who stands before you today.”

He was right on both counts. Eisen Renner was absolutely a jackass, and I could feel the evidence of his horniness digging into my stomach.

“How private is this office?”

“The door locks, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Then lock it.”

I experienced my first Eis-induced orgasm in thirteen years pressed against a filing cabinet with a drawer handle sticking into my butt cheek. He got me off with his fingers quickly, expertly, the whole time whispering filth and promises into my ear. Oh, the promises… I planned to hold him to every single one. He swallowed my cry as I came, supported me as my knees buckled, and shook his head when I tried to slip a hand into his waistband, even though his cock was as hard as granite.

“So you’re just going to walk out there like that?” I asked. “People will think you’ve shoplifted a can of Pringles.”

“Fuck.”

“I can take care of it if you’ll let me.”

“On Friday. I want our second time to be special.”

“And it will be. But at this moment, I just…want it.”

Eis looked furious with himself. “I don’t have a condom.”

“Do you have any communicable diseases?”

“No.”

“Well, neither do I. That was another fun thing I had to check after Steven stuck his pencil dick somewhere he shouldn’t have.”

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