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“Why are you all flushed?” I interrupt.

“I was…exercising,” Leo hurries to answer.

Izzy scoffs. “You were not.”

“Fine, I was having sex.”

“Gross,” I say.

“If you were having sex, why did you lie about it?” I didn’t think it was possible, but my son looks uncomfortable. “You weren’t having phone sex with a certain sexy lumberjack? Were you?”

“What? No.”

“Were you having phone sex with a certain ugly lumberjack?”

“He’s not ugly…” Leo cuts himself off and grins while Izzy chants and dances around the room, “I got you. I got you.”

“Fine, I might have called Whit because I’m bored and tired of Australian men.”

“Bullshit,” Izzy yells. “You’ve been there for less than a week. I know you’re a slut but even you could not get through all the Australian men that quickly.”

I wonder if I should scold Izzy for calling my son a slut.

I wonder if I should scold my son for being a slut.

“I know I’m shaming my slut status by not slutting it up on another continent.”

I decide I’m going to stay out of this.

“It’s okay to want one person. Don’t be embarrassed about not sleeping around.”

“Don’t tell anyone, okay?”

“Your secret is safe. Now…” Izzy turns to the tree. “Let’s get started.”

Chapter 21

Izzy

After we finished with the tree and said goodbye to Leo, Daddy, Winter, and I are curled up on the couch watching a movie about a prince who falls in love with a maid at the hotel he’s staying at. It’s so romantic.

“This is perfect.” I sigh. “The lights are so pretty, the fire is warm, we’re snuggling like boyfriends, and I have a kitty!”

“The only thing that could make this better is if we weren’t watching a Christmas movie,” he teases, and maybe he really doesn’t like these movies, but he watches them with me anyway, so that makes him a good boyfriend.

“Can I suck your dick?” Daddy’s bold request makes my eyes widen. “You can even finish your movie while I do it.”

I pause the movie. “Um, yeah.” I gently move Winter over, and she huffs in annoyance, but she lies back down. I quickly take off my pants, well, as quick as I can with a broken arm, and he slides down the couch to the floor.

Now that he’s face to face with my dick, he seems to hesitate. “I’ve never done this before.”

I try to hold in my laugh as he looks up at me from his knees. “It’s not that hard, Daddy, you just suck it.”

“Thanks for that. Any other helpful tips?” he gripes.

“Yes, you need to put it in your mouth.”

He pinches my thigh, and I yelp. “No pinching when giving head.”

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