Page 91 of Forever Player

“Does that mean I’ll be getting a baby brother in June?” Asher asks.

Everyone laughs at his cuteness.

“You need to be patient, kiddo,” Ms. Noble says, ruffling his hair.

“Did you hear?” Brett says, looking at Maddie. “Mom and Will are moving to New York.”

“Cool, when?” Maddie asks.

“As soon as possible. There’s no reason to stay in Michigan anymore with our family expanding. I missed enough of Asher’s life with you living in Jersey.”

“Yay, Grandma is moving. Does that mean you can make me chocolate cupcakes whenever I want?” Asher asks.

“Definitely.” She ruffles his hair.

Maylee grows a little restless in his arms.

“I got you, baby girl,” I say.

“I’ll take her to the bedroom to feed her,” I tell them all. Watching them interact has been a real treat. Brett had told me about his difficult childhood and his mom having to work all the time to support her kids since his father was an addict, but he neglected to mention all the love they have for each other. It’s really very beautiful.

“I’m behind you, beautiful. I need a quick shower,” Brett says.

“Sure, you do,” Henry calls out.

“It’s nice, he can’t seem to keep his hands to himself,” I hear Ms. Noble say.

We get to Brett’s room and I climb on the bed and lift my shirt. I already unclasped my nursing bra.

“You do realize your family thinks we are fucking all the time,” I point out to him.

“Don’t say that word in front of Maylee,” he chides.

I laugh. “She doesn’t understand.”

“I don’t want her hearing that language. And my family isn’t wrong. I’m picturing taking you from behind on the bed right now.”

“Those words are okay to say in front of our daughter?” I laugh.

“Maybe not. We might need a secret language to express our urges to jump each other’s bones,” he suggests.

“Go take your shower.” I wave him off.

“Fine, but wait for me to get out. I can get you off real quick.” He winks.

“You’re incorrigible. How did I not see this coming?” I say.

“Because I’m the biggest surprise of your life,” he says, stripping in front of me.

His cock is hard as a rock.

I lick my lips and shift a little.

“You want me too, sweetheart. I see it.” He grins like a Cheshire cat.

“Go take your shower. We’re not doing it with your entire family in the other room.” I giggle.

“Doing it, I like that description, it sounds so adolescent,” he jokes.

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