Page 88 of Bossy Baby

It was liked being claimed all over again.

As though the more times Mac pushed his cum inside Hayley, it would somehow stay forever.

Forever.Hayley liked the sound of that.

Thirteen

Mac

“That’s it. That’s everything.”

Mac chuckled at his boy’s dramatics as Hayley threw himself to the floor of the living room. “Are you sure there’s not one more box to be brought in?”

“No!” Hayley shouted. “No more boxes.”

Winking at Lance, who Mac had roped into helping to move the last of his boy’s stuff into the house, Mac motioned for Lance to join him in the kitchen.

Lance followed him silently.

In the kitchen, Mac started to pour Hayley and Jayme cups of juice. Jayme had spent a lot more time over at the house the past week. He even had his own cup, with a lid and a straw, that was all his.

Mac had mentioned Jayme’s possible interest in puppy play and his boy had pushed until Jayme had admitted he was wondering about it, which had led the three of them down a worm hole of information. That had brought Jayme closer to the two of them. Jayme had even decided to stay in town, living in Hayley’s old apartment, and spending Christmas with them.

Jayme had made an off-hand comment about how often Lance was around the store, though, the previous night during dinner. Mac needed to make sure Jayme was safe, and find out exactly what Lance’s intentions were.

“What do you want to ask me?” Lance asked.

His defensive posture, arms crossed, back straight, didn’t put Mac on edge. No, Mac was good at reading people. Lance was uncomfortable. Well, if Lance got involved with Jayme, that would make him family. Weird to think about, but true.

“Are you interested in Jayme?” Mac questioned bluntly.

“That’s…that’s not your business.”

“Actually, it is. Jayme is now my family. He’s confused and searching for his place. I can’t allow him to struggle.”

Lance grunted.

“He’s my responsibility,” Mac stated.

“He’s weird.”

Mac lifted an eyebrow.

“I like it.”

Satisfied, Mac handed lance a bottle of water and Jayme’s cup. “Go give this to him. I’ll be in in just a second.”

“That’s it?” Lance questioned.

“That kid couldn’t be safer with anyone else,” Mac said. Lance had looked out for Mac’s interests for a long time. They might not have been friends, but that was because Mac didn’t have any. Or hadn’t, until Hayley came along. Lance and Jayme were going to have to figure out their relationship on their own.

Mac would make sure that Jayme’s interests were taken care of, but he wouldn’t meddle. He wouldn’t let Hayley meddle, either, which would be a harder problem to figure out.

“Just talk to him. You’ll both figure it out.”

“We’ll see.” Lance grabbed the drinks then walked out of the kitchen.

Mac finally smiled. Lance wasn’t going to know what hit him once he opened up to Jayme.

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