Page 47 of Wicked Witch

I can’t see Astor squeezing under the beds, but try convincing a three year old of that?

“Hmm. Your father is a tricky one. How about we let him sit for a bit longer and go have a snack? Mommy’s hungry.”

“Can we have choco berries, pweaseeee,” he begs, batting his lashes at me.

Ugh, I melt.

“Yes, baby.”

“How long has she been asleep?”someone whispers, pulling me from my nap.

“Almost the whole movie. She said she was tired,” Astor grunts, and I sigh, squeezing him tighter.

“I am so jealous, brother, but I’m glad she’s comfortable with you,” Sin grumbles, and I open my eyes.

“Bed is big enough for three. Get in and shut up. It’s sleep time,” I mumble, then close my eyes again.

I don’t know if he climbed in behind me, but when I wake up the pillow smells like his leather and musk scent.

“What doyou mean we have to drive three hours to get groceries? Wynter, you can’t be serious about staying here?” Astor grumbles the next morning.

He woke up pissy and I don’t know why. I had the best night’s sleep and laughed when I found Cirrus inside a small tent on the floor.

I guess he felt left out. I’m still mad at him for hiding shit from me, but he is the father to my baby, so I’ll let him off the hook for now.

Plus he has a huge cock.

One that’s dangerous, and I need to avoid for the time being. Even if my hormones are sky high at the moment.

Maybe it’s a Fae pregnancy thing. I am in a constant state of arousal.

“Yes, well I’m sorry that the place my family was cursed at is out in the middle of nowhere. But I refuse to bring my daughter into this world cursed like I was. She is going to find love if it damn well kills me,” I grumble, then cross my arms over my chest.

My nipples hurt, and I had to take my piercings out.

“Plus we need more than food. I can only conjure so much. Do you know how much magic it takes to make sure you have a pool and a hot tub? I might need the coven to pop in and help me…”

Oh shit. I need to call my mother and tell her about the baby. Ugh. I really don’t wanna though.

“If you’d rather stay here I can take her, brother,” Sin speaks up, and Astor grumbles something about it being his truck and him being left out again.

“No, I’ll take her tomorrow,” he finally concedes and I smile.

New undies here I come.

As we walk toward the house, I can instantly tell that we accomplished something yesterday.

The grass is starting to grow in random places and the house looks more alive. I know it’s not a real thing, but it looks more polished, awake.

“You still need to fix the porch,” I grumble, looking at Cirrus.

“Yes, my love frog, I will do that after we replace the siding. Do you know what color you want yet?”

“If I may cut in,” Astor says, all proper as if he’s in court right now and needs to object.

I bit my lip, trying not to giggle and wait for him to speak. Oh he’s seriously asking me a question.

“Yes?”

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