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Then we arranged my brother in the backseat and I climbed in after him to make sure he was ok on the ride home.
I was surprised to feel Indi’s eyes on me in the rearview mirror.
“Are you going to keep him?” she asked.
I looked down, my finger trapped in the baby’s grip, adjusting his little hat so his ears wouldn’t be cold.
“Yes, I am. It’s not his fault.”
I glanced up, but she flicked her eyes quickly away so I couldn’t see the expression in them.
“What are you going to name him?” Indi asked after a moment.
“Well,” I said. “I know I—we—really liked the name Julian, but I don't want to take that one if you’re planning to save it for another baby. In the future.”
There was a big lump in my throat at the idea of Indi and Finn having another baby together. Would they get married? I knew Finn wanted to, of course he’d want to. Anyone would belucky to have Indi. It took a special kind of asshole to have her and then throw away the relationship with a stupid mistake.
“No,” she said lightly. “I think Julian suits him. I think you chose well.”
Julian. It did suit him. I could already tell he was a regal child.
As we neared home, Indi asked a question I had never expected.
“Why did I hear you doing fuckingbreeding dirty talkwith Astrid? If I could ever forgive you, I couldn’t forgive that. When we were in the middle of dealing with infertility and trying to get pregnant.”
“The truth is so goddamn embarrassing!” I said. “It would ruin your view of me as a supremely virile man,” I added, feeling like as banter went it wasn’t my best.
“Ambrose, I haveFinnfor anytime I’m craving someone overflowing with virility. I want thetruthfrom you.”
Sighing, I closed my eyes and remembered the day.
“It doesn’t usually do that,” I said, my cheeks flaming as I looked down at my flaccid cock with a mixture of fury and bafflement.
“How long do we have?” Astrid asked, pulling down her shirt and twiddling her nipples.
They weren’t quite as exciting as I had imagined. Just breasts really. Maybe it had been more about theideaof something forbidden, because now that I was actuallydoingsomething forbidden, I felt a bit ill.
“Maybe an hour until Indi gets home,” I said.
“Let’s make this quick then,” Astrid said, ripping her skirt up and showing me her lacy thong.
But my penis did not seem inclined to be quick.
Astrid dropped to her knees between my thighs and applied her wet mouth to my cock, leaving exciting red lipstick marks all over it.
But my cock did not seem to want togo.
This was really embarrassing. Indi and I had had voracious sex ever since the day we met, and I had never once had a problem getting it up for her.
In fact, until the last several months when trying to conceive had become so stressful, I’d never had a problem going multiple times a day.
And just the thought of our honeymoon in Bali was enough to get my cock twitching.
In fact, it was twitching now.
I looked down in surprise to see it beginning to stand up like a soldier in Astrid’s mouth.
“Yes, Daddy,” she breathed, scrambling up and onto my lap, wrinkling my nice tweed jacket but I couldn’t think about that now.
