Page 46 of Doc's Decision

He chuckles, his calloused fingers pressing into a particularly sensitive spot.

I bite my lip to hold back a moan.

Damn, this man and his magic hands.

We're curled up on the couch in my condo, just enjoying a quiet night in.

Kash is sound asleep in the bassinet I set up in my spare room.

Poor little guy was tuckered out after a busy day of eating, pooping, and charming the pants off everyone he meets with his adorable gummy smiles.

He may not be mine by blood, but I already love the kid to pieces.

"What's on your mind, sweet thing?" Doc asks, noticing my pensive expression. "You seem like you got something to say."

I hesitate for a moment, unsure how to broach the subject.

Things have been going so well between us lately.

The last thing I want to do is rock the boat.

But if our relationship is getting serious, which it definitely seems to be, then he deserves to know the truth about what I do.

"Well, it's just..." I begin nervously. "You know that content I film with Zoe? The adult stuff?"

Doc nods, his hands still kneading my feet.

If he's surprised by my sudden topic change, he doesn't show it.

I take a deep breath and plow ahead. "I just wanted to make sure you're okay with it. I mean, I know it's not exactly a traditional job. And we never really talked about it before. But it's important to me that you're comfortable with Spark being a cuckold in it as well. It's just…I don't want to disrespect?—"

"Hey," he cuts me off gently. "Mandy, look at me."

I raise my eyes to meet his steady gaze.

He's not judging me or looking at me with disgust.

If anything, there's understanding and acceptance shining from those jade depths.

"It doesn't bother me," he says firmly. "Not one bit. You do what you gotta do to get by. Ain't none of my business to tell you different."

Relief crashes over me like a wave.

I knew Doc was a good man, but I didn't expect him to be so accepting about my line of work.

Most guys would pitch a fit, call me a whore, and run for the hills.

But not him.

He takes it in stride like it's no big deal.

"So you're really okay with it?" I clarify, just to be sure. "It's not an issue for you? Even with Spark being involved?"

He shakes his head, a wry smile playing on his sensual lips. "Nah, darlin'. Your body, your choice. I've got no right to raise hell over how you pay the bills. As long as you’re not fuckin’ another man, fuck as many women as you want. I might get territorial over you, but that's 'cause you're my woman. I'm gonna get that way, especially if some certain dumb fucks at the club like Shiver wanna get a rise outta me."

Overcome with emotion, I launch myself into his arms, straddling his lap.

His hands come up to grip my hips as I rain kisses all over his handsome face.

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