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Zeppelin set a bowl of soup in front of me before gripping my hair and tugging my head back so he could press his mouth to mine in a kiss so damn dirty, it made me just atinybit uncomfortable to have Logan sitting in front of me while it happened. It took everything in me not to moan.

“You’re going to get sick, too, if you keep kissing me,” I rasped, my throat still feeling a little raw.

Zeppelin hummed. “Doubt it.” He released my hair but not before he scraped his nails across my scalp. I shivered and closed my eyes, relishing in his touch. “Eat, Jax baby.” He dropped into the chair beside me, smiling at Eros when Eros placed a bowl of soup in front of him before taking a seat on the other side of me with his own bowl of soup. “Thanks, babe.”

“It’s really good fucking soup,” Logan said as Ezra placed a bowl in front of him. Ezra dropped a kiss to the top of Logan’s head before taking a seat beside him. They both waited until Spencer was sitting with his own bowl before digging into their food. “Your wife knew what she was doing when she put this recipe together.”

I snorted, coughing after. “She was a damn good cook,” I croaked, patting my chest.

Spencer nodded in agreement. “Dad was such a shit cook for a while.” I smiled a little at the memory. “We lived off take-out for weeks until he got some basic dishes down.” I chuckled,remembering it. Spencer smiled at me. Despite that being such a dark time for both of us, I was glad we both had some good memories from it.

Losing her hadn’t broken us.

“So, DILF,” Logan began, making me groan. Spencer shot him a dark look. Ezra sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, looking like he was over Logan’s shit. Zeppelin coughed to cover his laugh, making me throw him my own dark look.

Logan didnotneed fucking encouragement.

“How’s it feel to be in a relationship like ours?” Logan asked, ignoring all of us who were annoyed with him calling me a DILF. I mean, fuck, I knew I looked good to be forty-three, but I didnotneed a boy I considered my son to be calling me that. I knew he only did it because it irritated me, and Logan was all for doing shit that riled me up.

“Did you just call your father-in-law a DILF?” Eros asked, frowning at Logan in confusion. Zeppelin snickered again. I kicked him under the table, and he pouted at me.

Christ, he and Logan were both children.

“Mhm,” Logan hummed, smirking at me. Heknewit annoyed me. I knew it was part of the reason he did it in the first place. Logan hadalwayslooked for ways to push people’s buttons, even Ezra and Spencer’s. It was a trait that would never go away despite healing from his trauma. Unfortunately, it was here to stay.

“Watch it, boy,” I warned him. “I may be sick, but that doesn’t mean you’ll get away with saying whatever you want.”

“Oh, come on,Daddy,” Logan taunted, his smirk widening into a highly amused grin when I scowled at him. Zeppelin choked on his sip of water and banged his fist on his chest, his eyes watering. Eros sighed, looking as fed up as I was beginning to get. Logan was definitely an acquired taste, and I wasstillgetting used to the kid’s mouth after three years.

“That’sit,” Spencer snapped, setting his spoon into his bowl with a loud clang, turning to look at Logan.

Ezra snickered at Logan’s surprised look. “Oh, you did it now, babe,” he murmured to Logan.

“Wait, pretty boy—” Logan stammered.

“No,” Spencer snapped. “You don’t get to have sex tonight. You don’t even get to get off.” I grimaced, my face screwing up in distaste. I didn’t want to hear this shit. Zeppelin was laughing so hard, he could hardly breathe. Even Eros was snickering at the appalled, horrified look on Logan’s face. “You only get towatch.”

“Pretty boy—” Logan tried again, his tone pleading, but Spencer slapped his hand over Logan’s mouth, preventing him from speaking.

“No. Just… no. Stop calling my dad a DILF. Stop calling him Daddy. It’s fucking weird, okay? And he’s sick. Can’t you stop being a douchebag for two fucking seconds?”

Logan sighed behind Spencer’s hand, his shoulders deflating. When Spencer removed his hand, he grumbled, “Fine. Butpleasedon’t torture me tonight. I’mbeggingyou.”

Spencer shook his head before looking at my men seated on either side of me. “Are you two sure you’re ready to tie yourselves to this family? We’re dysfunctional on our best days,and you have to deal with him, too,” he said, jabbing his thumb at Logan. Logan gaped at Spencer, making me chuckle. “He’s an… acquired taste.”

Zeppelin chuckled and looked at me, his eyes bright with happiness. My heart clenched in my chest. Eros grabbed my hand under the table, linking our fingers together. When I looked at him, he was looking at my son, nodding his head. “Yeah, we’re all in with your dad, kid. We’re not going anywhere,” he promised.

I swallowed past the sudden lump in my throat and squeezed his hand, unable to speak. Instead, I just picked up my spoon and began to eat the soup Spencer made, my chest tight with happiness and full of warmth.

CHAPTER 29

Zeppelin

Dr. Clancy frowned at me. “Zeppelin, if you felt like that after your last appointment with me, you should have made another appointment to come see me sooner than today,” she gently scolded. “You know better than this.”

The moment I’d stepped into Dr. Clancy’s office that morning for my appointment, I’d word-vomited all over her. I’d almost lost Jaxon because of my stupidity, and I was fearful I’d lose my shit over something stupid again.

And fuck it all up again.

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