Page 26 of How to Hide Your Angel Kid

Galent grinned knowingly.

“I have a baby here,” Pinks hissed.

“I said nothing terrible.” Galent’s innocent expression looked extremely fake. “Are we done with the food? I need to grab a few shirts; we can go home after that.”

Home.Pinks sighed. He wasn’t sure where home was, anymore.

He picked up his pace, grabbing everything that sounded good on the way to the clothes section. He threw boxes of sugar cookies into his cart, honey mustard pretzel pieces, sour cream and onion potato chips—all the things he hadn’t had the luxury of buying before.

Pinks kept expecting Galent to stop him, but Galent only added other flavors of the snacks he picked.

“Are you trying to give me variety?” Pinks asked.

“I’m picking out the things I like. Since we’re going to be holing up in the house.”

Huh.“Get some TP. I heard about a universe where toilet paper was running out in stores, and people were stealing them from other people’s shopping carts.” Pinks shuddered.

Galent frowned disbelievingly. “People steal TP?”

“Yeah. It was really weird.”

They finally arrived at the clothing section. There weren’t many clothes that fit Galent; when he found a T-shirt thatdidfit, he yanked off his too-tight shirt in a stunning display of rippling muscles, and pulled the T-shirt over his head.

“Finally,” Galent sighed. “My pecs have room to breathe.”

“They had room to breathe before,” Pinks pointed out. “Since you were walking around with your shirt half-open.”

Galent’s smile grew. “You were watching?”

“I was trying to keep my eyes from landing on your offensive... everything.” Pinks waved at Galent’s chest. But the skip in his heartbeat made it crystal clear that he was lying.

Smugly, Galent dropped more shirts into the cart. Then they reached the pants section, and Pinks covered his eyes. “Please don’t take off your pants in the middle of the store.”

Galent looked around. “No one’s watching.”

“Oh, gods!”

“Look, I left my underwear on.” Galent gestured at his bulge.

Pinks was so glad that Zarrie was looking over his shoulder now, at everything that wasn’t Galent.

Because wow, that was a lot of skin.

And a big, heavy bulge.

Pinks remembered peeking at Galent’s naked body when he was a statue. In the shower, Galent’s cock had rested gently against his balls, big and thick even when he wasn’t erect.

But looking at Galent’s rock-solid body had felt a touch removed from reality, because everything was stone-cold. Unlike now, with Galent’s boxer-briefs stretched tight over his warm cock, leaving nothing to the imagination.

Galent’s length flexed against his underwear. Suddenly too aware that he was staring, Pinks looked up, only to find Galent grinning smugly.

“See something you like?”

“No!” And there Pinks’ heart went, skipping again.

“That was a lie.” Galent’s smile grew. “You shouldn’t be lying in front of a baby.”

“I’m not going to talk about your—” Pinks waved vaguely at Galent’s hips “—thatin front of anyone!”

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