Page 34 of Momcom Vacation

Is she…? She wouldn’t.

She stops on a picture of Jasper Fucking Quinn without a shirt, and when her hand starts to move beneath the sheet, I see red.

I leap off the bed and rush to the door. God fucking dammit. I’m going to show my wife that I’m the only man she needs.

“Where are you going?” Cortney calls as I pass them in the kitchen.

“To see my wife.” I spit the words like glass.

“Holy shit, he looks pissed,” Rowan mutters.

One of the twins squeaks. “That’ll be a thousand dollars.”

“Ducking A,” he grumbles.

As the door shuts behind me, Enzo says, “Watch how you talk to my kids.”

I pass Delia and Shay, who seem to be out for a walk, as I jog across the beach.

“Hey, Becks,” Shay says with a smile. When I pass her without slowing, she yells, “We can see you. You’re not doing a very good job of hiding from Liv.”

“Not trying to hide anymore,” I yell as I pass Dylan, who’s sitting by the pool watching the sunset, a glass of wine in hand.

“Hey, Becks.” She grins at me.

I don’t stop. My focus is fixed on the back door, on finding my wife.

“Oh, I see Liv must have gotten you again.”

I’m still turning over her words when I enter the house. I’m a man on a mission, and I have every intention of making it to the master bedroom before my wife comes while thinking of another man.

While pressing on the handle, I push, but the door doesn’t budge. Locked. Fuck. “Livy, open up!”

Almost instantly, the door swings open and my wife stands before me, wearing a big grin.

She’s fully clothed and upright. Not lying in bed, not panting as if she’s out of breath from rushing to the door.

Fists clenched, I take a step forward. “Caught you.”

Liv folds her arms across her chest and gives me one of herwho the duck do you think you are?looks. “Did you, now?”

Less certain than I was a few seconds ago, I nod. “Yes. You were just?—”

“I was just what? What was I doing on my vacation, in my bedroom, where my husband shouldn’t be able to see me, let alone appear, since he’s supposed to be a dozen states away?”

I shrink just a little. “You know I have cameras in here.”

She straightens, her glare getting even more intense.

“And you know I’m obsessed with you.”

That makes her face soften a little.

For a moment, I breathe and replay her words. She’s angry, but she isn’t surprised…

“You knew I was here all along, didn’t you?”

Liv’s lips turn up, and she chuckles. “Yes, and Muriel and I have had a lot of fun torturing you.”

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