Page 40 of Restrictions

Hopefully, she won’t be pissed that we took him swimming already, but the kid has been waiting for a good three hours.

“Mommy!” Sawyer has Baz facing the door as he waves at her, and I notice as my friend’s face morphs into something I don’t fucking like. Not at all.

I turn around and instantly want to rip Sawyer’s eyes out because now I know exactly what he was staring at. Viv walks over to the pool, a smile on her face as she looks down at her son, and I should get a fucking award for even noticing her face at the moment.

She’s not wearing a mom suit. She’s wearing a black string bikini and rocking a bod I had no idea she had. Toned legs and a narrow waist cinched in, giving her the perfect hourglass figure with a flat stomach and tits.Shit.She has perfect tits that are barely contained by the top. I thought the dress she wore for her date was bad, but that bikini is fucking torture.

I’m staring. I can’t stop staring. Look away, asshole.

“Viv. Hey.”

Nice. Asshole, why don’t you wipe away the fucking drool? It’s dripping down your chin.

Sawyer lets out a whistle, breaking the spell. I turn back to him as he leers at her. “Holy shit, Viv. You look hot.”

I look back at Vivienne as she waves him off, walking toward the pool and giving me a better view of her ass, the cheeks peeking out of the black material. She reaches the stairs and shrugs her small shoulders, bringing my attention back to her tits because I can’t stop staring at her body like the degenerate I am.

“The swimsuits were limited since it’s the end of the season. It took me forever to find this.”

She wades into the water, going toward Baz as he leaps into her arms happily, and I’m actually grateful to my nephew for covering her chest. I need to get a grip.

“It looks damn good.”

Her eyes connect with Sawyer’s. “I know he calls you ‘Swearer,’ but how about you stop teaching him fun words to say at daycare?”

Sawyer just grins at her and actually fucking winks. “Oh, come on. There are a lot more fun words I could teach him.”

Instead of lecturing him further, like she would no doubt do with me, she laughs, actually goddamn laughs. “Please don’t.”

He laughs with her, and I’m not sure I’ve ever had the urge to punch someone in the face more than I do right now, and Sawyer is one of my best friends.

Still, he’s not even hiding his ogling, and it’s pissing me off. “Well, now that Viv’s here, how about we go find something else to do?”

Sawyer barely looks in my direction. “No way, man. I’m having fun. You can go if you want.”

Not a fucking chance.

We all stay in the pool, each taking turns with Baz and swimming around on the warm day. I finally start to relax and enjoy our time together.

When Sawyer has Baz, Viv swims over to me, treading water, and I try my best not to stare at her chest when she starts a conversation. “Your mom sent a text when I was shopping.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. She wants us to come to dinner Wednesday night. I told her that Baz and I will be there. You think you’ll go this time?”

It’s hard for me to be around my mother. Most people see Nora as a saint. And don’t get me wrong, I love my mother, but we have a complicated relationship. She grieved hard when Colt died, as any mother would. But I got the feeling she wanted me to magically turn into him. I was the only one left, and he was her golden child.

“I don’t know.”

“She misses you.” Viv leans her head back, making my eyes widen and my dick twitch as she wets her hair and pushes her full tits upward. I’m sure it’s an innocent move on her part, totally unaware of leeringeyes, but holy fuck. She wrings her hair out when she rights herself, and I struggle to concentrate.

“I miss her too, but I have a test this week and need to study.”

She quirks an eyebrow like she doesn’t believe me, and I can’t blame her. “You have a test already?”

“Yup. Fucking algebra.”

Her arms tread the water, and Baz calls for her, gaining her attention right away. “Okay. Well, think about it. Hopefully, you can work it into your schedule.”

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