Page 35 of Bossy Baby

Hayley nodded. He was abit choked up. Emotional.

Mac took his time and with gentle hands peeled the large hospital scrubs shirt from Hayley’s body. Mac peered at his briefs before shaking his head. “I love these undies.”

Hayley grinned. They were now his favorite pair.

Mac lowered himself to one knee before he gripped the waistband of Hayley’s underwear.

There was no hiding his erection, so Hayley didn’t even try.

Mac pulled the briefs down Hayley’s legs. Hayley stepped out of them but Mac remained kneeling. Then he leaned forward and kissed Hayley’s stomach, just above his belly button. “You are beautiful.”

Mac made Hayley feel beautiful.

Standing, Mac held out his hand and led Hayley to the tub that was almost full. Mac turned off the water before helping Hayley climb in.

It would be much better if Mac got into the tub with him, but, suddenly shy, Hayley didn’t ask.

“Lean back and soak for a while. I’ll grab you something to change into then come back and help you wash up.”

“Thank you,” Hayley whispered. He was overwhelmed by the care that Mac was showing him.

Mac nodded before rushing from the room. Maybe he needed a moment too? Things were happening fast between them.

Leaning back, Hayley closed his eyes and smiled. Their relationship might be progressing fast, but it felt right.

Mac

Mac had to sit down. He strode out of the bathroom and straight to his bed, where he sat on the edge of the mattress and drew a deep breath. He didn’t do well with emotions. The military had trained that out of him.

In order to live the life he had, Mac had become a monster. Except, he hadn’t felt like a monster at first.

He’d killed. Yes. Both in uniform and in the shadows.

But he’d never taken an innocent life. Of that he was certain. He had, however, taken money for a life. If that didn’t make him a monster, then he wasn’t sure what he was. All he knew for sure was that he was going to have to confess his misdeeds to Hayley.

Mac had honestly thought that he would be able to keep his secret. That he’d come up with some half-truths that would satisfy Hayley’s curious nature and that would be the end of things.

The truth didn’thaveto be voiced. But it needed to be. Hayley trusted him. Hayley allowed himself to be exposed. Not just his body, but his soul as well. They’d never be true partners—real—if Mac didn’t lay all his cards out and let Hayley decide on his own if Mac was good enough for him.

A sharp pain in his chest had Mac gasping.

He could lose his boy before he’d even been given the chance to truly know him.

But telling Hayley was the right thing to do.

Mac closed his eyes and counted backward from ten. Then he did it again. Five times he counted, until he felt steady again. As long as Hayley was there, Mac would do everything in his power to show Hayley that he’d be a good Daddy. He might not have much time, so Mac would enjoy every minute he had with Hayley.

Rising from the bed, he walked toward the French doors on the other side of the room.

He hadn’t missed the way that Hayley’s eyes had drifted to the doors, not knowing the surprise that awaited him.

Mac pushed open the door before flipping on the light.

The playroom brightened and he smiled.

There was more that could be added, but the playroom was one of Mac’s proudest accomplishments. Maybe it would show Hayley how serious he was about becoming the perfect Daddy for him.

This wouldn’t be the first time that Mac reinvented himself, but this felt like it would be the most important. It was also the only time he was putting his own wants above anything else.

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