Page 49 of Silver Fox's Twin Babies

“Dad, Parker spit on me!” We heard and I sighed.

“Don’t move a muscle. I’m going to tuck them in and I’ll be right back.” I pecked the tip of Amber’s nose and reluctantly pulled away from her to walk up the hallway. I found Parker laughing and Vera glaring at him. She had toothpaste spit on her arm that had soaked into her shirt.

“It’s okay, Vera, you’ll take it off when you put your pajamas on.” I turned to Parker and said, “What happened, bud?”

“Her arm was in the way because she’s slow. I didn’t mean to spit on her; it just happened.” He shrugged innocently, but I assumed like any brother he didn’t really care that he’d done it.

“Spitting on someone is disrespectful. Please apologize to Vera.” I waited while he offered a half-hearted apology, then I said, “Please don’t do that again. Now you two get your jammies on and get into bed.” I kissed the tops of each of their heads. “And if you wake up before me and Mom, keep the volume of the TV down. There are Pop-Tarts and donuts on the counter just like this morning. Alright?”

“Night dad,” Parker groaned.

“Goodnight,” Vera said, throwing her arms around me. “I’m glad you’re my dad.”

It touched my heart to hear that. I crouched and wrapped my arms around her to give her a squeeze. “I’m glad I’m your dad too, baby. Goodnight.” I kissed her on the cheek and stood up. “Night, kiddo,” I said to Parker, tousling his hair while he rinsed his toothbrush, then I slipped out of the bathroom and headed back to the living room, but Amber wasn’t there.

Her coat hung by the door still, shoes beside the kids’ boots lined up on the shoe mat near the door. I glanced around; she wasn’t in the kitchen or dining room, so I flicked off the lights and headed for the bedroom. I was so tired my bones were aching, and though it was a bit early for sleep still, I knew if I laid down I’d be out like a light.

“Are you here?” I called as I stepped into my bedroom. The light was on, the bed turned down. I could see the light under the bathroom door and shadows moving around.

“Yeah, just getting into my pajamas. I’m cold and my jeans were damp,” Amber called from the other side of the door.

Moving to my dresser to pick out my own pajamas, I thought about how quickly life had changed for me in such good ways. I’d been so accustomed to bad things happening my whole life, it felt like a shock that instead of the shift being hard and involving grief, that this life shift was incredible and brought a wholeness I never knew I could have. Sudden positive shifts were a thing; I’d just never experienced them before.

I kicked off my socks and shucked my pants, pulled on some drawstring pajama pants and took off my button-down shirt. Yawning, I plugged my phone in on my nightstand and crawled under the covers, propping myself up on one elbow while I waited for Amber. I let my eyes shut but fought sleep until I heard the bathroom door open. When I opened my eyes, she stood in front of me wearing nothing but a slinky negligee.

“Wow,” I breathed, not even trying to hide my attraction to her. “You are sexy as hell.”

Amber blushed and crossed one leg over the other, turning her body back and forth from the waist up. “Can I tell you a secret?” she asked, batting her eyelashes.

“Sure.” I sat up a little higher, watching her inch closer to the bed.

“I never planned to go home tonight.” She bit her lip and crawled onto the bed seductively, staring me in the eye. I chuckled and reached for her body, my fingers finding the soft skin of her outer thigh.

“You didn’t? What did you have planned?” My question came out as a grunt as she pinned me down and straddled me, pulling the blanket up around her backside. Her palms splayed on my chest as she smiled down at me. Her hair formed a curtain around us and made her look all the more beautiful.

“I want you…” she said cheekily, “but I also want to talk about some important things.” She leaned down and kissed me hard, tongue searching my mouth. My lips parted and I kissed her back hungrily. I was so exhausted, but seeing how badly she wanted me energized me. I could definitely go for some sex.

Our kissing grew more passionate until we heard a thump and some giggling. I tore my lips away from hers to shout, “Go to bed, kids!” It was followed by more giggling and then silence as Amber snickered.

“You enjoy being a father?”

“I love it,” I told her, pulling her back against my lips. The moisture her body was creating dampened her panties and my pajama pants too. It made me swell just thinking of how incredible it was to slide into her. She pushed away though and rolled to the side, lying down next to me.

“You know…” Amber sighed and brought her hand up to the mattress between us, drawing a figure eight on the sheets. I turned to my side and lay there looking at her, watching her hand move. “My lease is coming up in February. I will haveto sign on for another full year since they don’t do six-month leases. I’m wondering if it might make more sense for us to pool resources.” Her eyes rose to meet mine in a hopeful expression.

“Parker has been asking when he can just stay here.” I grinned. “It would only be because it’s totally more economical and would have nothing to do with how amazing it feels to make love and fall asleep in each other’s arms, right?” I narrowed my eyes playfully and reached over to pull her against me.

“I’m serious,” she said, pressing her hand against my chest. “My lease is up, Evan. This back and forth is fun, but the kids love it here. I love it here; we love each other. I want to be a family under one roof.”

All playing aside, I wanted it too. If she hadn’t brought it up, I’d have continued the way things had been much longer. I was waiting on her to push for more because I didn’t want her to think I was rushing things.

“I would love to have my entire family and the people I love under my roof.” My statement drew a grin from her lips that quickly faded into seriousness again.

“But what if the family grows?” she asked, worrying her lip between her teeth again. “Do you think your house is large enough for a bigger family?”

Studying her for a second, I tried to understand what she was saying. Her face was so serious, eyebrows peaked in the middle, lip crushed between her teeth. Reading her was impossible, so I just asked.

“What are you saying?”

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