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“Come fight me then, mamas,” I say as I grab a handful of her ass. She yelps but giggles before lightly pushing me away.
“Okay. Okay. It’s my turn.”
“Of course,” I nod as we settle back down. “Ask away, Sweets.”
“Okay, so,” she starts before turning to face me fully. A serious look flashes across her face, and suddenly I’m nervous. “Well, I’ve been thinking about our relationship lately, and I love how we joke around about marriage. I mean, I know you’re serious, and don’t get me wrong, so am I…”
“But?”
“But…we never talk about anything past that, and I think we...should. So, can we?”
“What’s past marriage?” I ask. She quickly looks down at her stomach before looking back up at me. My eyebrows furrow as I look up at her. “Wait, you want to have a baby? I thought you didn’t want that.”
“Wait, no, hold on,” she waves her hands frantically before chuckling nervously. “I mean…I don’t, but that’s justmyopinion. We never talk about howyoufeel about it.” She sighs and looks away, obviously nervous. After a few seconds, she looks back at me. “Doyouwant children?”
“Honestly, I want whatever you want,” I admit. She starts to interrupt me, but I put my hand up to stop her. “And before you say anything, I’m serious. I’ve never once thought about carrying a child, so I’ve always felt like it would be up to my partner, my spouse, if we ever went down that road.” I pause to take in her reaction, but she stays quiet, which I take as permission to continue. “Angel, I love you, and you’re the most important person in my life. I know how you feel about carrying a child, and I’m down for whatever you want to do. If you want to adopt one day, we can do that. If you NEVER wanna have a child and just want me to be a cool, gay auntie with you, I’m down for that as well.”
This gets a laugh out of her, and she shakes her head. “You’re so damn silly, Phee,” she sighs but there is nothing, but love written all over her face. “I appreciate you, though. Thank you for never trying to change my mind about my choice.”
“You never have to worry about that, and that’s a promise,” I guarantee her. “I respect you too much to ever try to convince you to do something you don’t want to do. Thank you for asking my opinion, though. That meant a lot to me.”
“Just like you have me, I have you,” she assures me before pulling me in for a kiss. “Just like you respect my decisions, I respect yours. Always.”
“Mm, have I ever told you how fucking fine you are?” I grip her by the hips and lie back. She straddles me, and soon she’s slowly grinding against my leg. I smirk. “You better take these little ass shorts off so you can feel this friction for real.”
She nods and gets to work removing her clothes as I strip as well. We spent the next however long trading orgasms before collapsing onto the bed once again. By then, we were both tired as hell, and it wasn’t long before she drifted off in my arms. I felt a sense of peace and serenity wash over me. I was where I was supposed to be, and I wouldn’t change that for anything in the world.
12
Where There’s Fire...
AngelSavoie-August20th, 2025
I was tired as hell right now.
This last week has been hell on Earth, and today was no different. I was so damn stressed from the number of orders we were getting for back-to-school and end-of-summer parties. Then on top of that, there was a stomach bug going around, so most of the staff were out sick. I was pretty much running the bakery on my own when Avery didn’t stop by a few hours a day to help. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I was in over my head.
This week was also the week that I was responsible for caring for Kennedy while her dad and Chris were out of town doing deliveries. They would be leaving early tomorrow morning, and I’d already told my workers that the bakery would be closed tomorrow since I needed to take Kennedy school shopping.
That’sanother reason why I wanted to get everything done today.
Well, that and the fact that today was my grandma’s birthday, and I was distracting myself from wanting to spend all day crying...
I was running on two hours of sleep and three coffees, but I could feel the crash coming soon. I hoped to be done with these last few orders within the next few hours so that I could go home and get a couple of hours of sleep before I went over to pick up Kennedy. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was a bit after noon. I’d closed the bakery down for today so I could work in peace and didn’t have to worry about the lunch rush.
I yawn as I focus my attention on the task at hand. The cake I was making called for fondant, and I was about ten seconds from calling it quits. I hated working with fondant, but that didn’t mean I didn’t know how. Usually, I didn’t mind since people rarely ever ordered cakes that used it, but this one customer was adamant about having it over a cake decorated fully with icing. My patience was wearing thin, but I knew that if I didn’t get this done now, I would be stressing about it later.
“Listen! Get your shit together and soften, please,” I argue with the mound of Play-Doh textured substance. I continue to knead it until it finally gives way. “Thank you, you stubborn bastard.”
I managed to get all of the layers wrapped and all of the decorations cut out in record time. By the time I finished that cake, I was way more tired than usual. I wasn’t sure if I was coming down with something or if the fatigue was finally starting to set in. Whatever it was, I knew that I needed to take a break before I passed out.
So, I finished mixing and pouring the last couple of cakes before sliding them into the oven. I set a timer on my phone to remind me when to take them out, and then walked out to the small dining area. I figured I could give my feet a break and try to catch up on some reading while I wait.
I set my phone on the table and pulled the book from my bag before settling into one of the booth seats. As soon as I sat down, I felt the comfort of the upgraded cushions, and every muscle in my body relaxed. It was so comfy, and I welcomed it along with cool air.
I attempted to read the book, but my eyes grew heavy with every word I read. I tried to shake the sleepiness away, but it wouldn’t budge. So, I decided to take a quick power nap instead. I made sure that the ringer on my phone was turned on so I wouldn’t oversleep, and I lay my head back against the booth. Within seconds, I could feel myself drifting off to sleep.
I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
