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“Um, no. Hard pass. I’ll watch y’all eat and warm something up in the kitchen.” My words didn’t mean much, because before I knew it, he was holding the graham cracker sandwich in front of my mouth.

“Try it, Jade,” Aja begged, looking more like her father in that moment than anything. He said she looked like her mother, but every time I looked at her, I saw him.

I screwed my face up. “I don’t wann?—”

“Jade.” Oden’s heavy voice and the fact that he was still holding this damn s’more out in my face was the most sinful type of peer pressure I had ever encountered.

“Fine.”

I took the smallest ,and I mean the smallest, bite and straight up hated it. I didn’t taste the marshmallow at all, but the texture of it was there and threw me off. I wanted to spit it out, but I swallowed it instead. “That was disgusting.”

Aja laughed and Oden shook his head. We were sitting on the back porch around his firepit. Yesterday was extremely heavy emotionally, so to be able to sit here now and just enjoy one another’s company was everything. It was crazy how being here with them made it so easy for me to forget everything going on back home. I was able to be present here and feel lighter. I allowed yesterday’s heaviness to be yesterday’s heaviness, meaning when we woke up this morning I focused on everything but yesterday. So after eating breakfast this morning, Oden taught me how to harvest herbs and produce, something I never thought would be so sexy but it was.

Oden kissed my shoulder, breaking my intense stare down with the fire in front of us. It was then that I realized it was just him and me on the porch now. Aja must have gone in.

“Where did Aja go?” I blinked, settling into his body behind me.

“Into the house to the washroom, but I’m pretty sure that’s code for going to talk to that little boy.”

I laughed at the dryness in his tone when he said that little boy. “First you said Kinga had beef with a tween. Do you now have beef with the tween too?”

He joined in on my laughter before growing momentarily serious. “Nah, shit, I don’t know. Never thought my daughter would grow up and like boys. Mentally you don’t see that typa shit when they’re taking their first steps and babbling in baby language.”

“Understood. But she had to grow up, right?”

“Yeah. I can’t believe she wants to live with me…well us, full-time. She says Kinga has too many kids and dogs.”

I cackled before I could catch myself because I immediately thought about our conversation when I braided her hair. “She said that in so many words to me last night when I braided her hair. Told me it would just be the three of us unless I can guarantee her a little brother.”

Before I knew it, he was chuckling too. “Guarantee, huh?”

“Same thing I said.”

“She’s convinced that you live with me.”

I shook my head, eyes on the water beyond the couple trees. “Technically I do. Well… until I find a place, because no amount of peace of mind will make me feel unviolated in there.” My mind went to my condo.

“Don’t think about that shit. You can stay with me for as long as you want or need. You mess around and let me and Aja get too used to you and yeen going no fucking where.”

“Just like that, huh? That's easy?”

“That's easy. Everything doesn’t have to be hard, love. Some things just work out in the right fashion, and for that, I’m grateful.” His massive hand rested firmly on my thigh, holding me in place. His words were like an affirmation to my heart. I had never been one of those girls who love found. I’d had plenty more mishaps than I had happily ever afters. Then here he was, a man who seemingly had it all together, and time was insignificant when two souls found a fit within one another.

We spent a while longer out on the porch before finally going into the house. There I attempted to clean some dishes, but with a quickness that man tossed me over his shoulder and carried me toward the stairs.

“I’ll handle that shit in the morning. Lemme handle you right now.”

I laughed as he carried me up the couple stairs, then stopped and looked in on Aja, who was already asleep.

“I need to take a shower. We were just outside. I smell lik?—”

“Outside,” he finished for me. “Aight, go turn the water on.”

When he put me down, I went and did as he asked, with heated anticipation of him having me however he wanted. I stripped out of my clothing, leaving everything pooled outside of the shower door and I stepped in. His water pressure was heavenly and that shocked me because he really lived in the sticks.

I had been standing under the warm water for all of seven seconds when he joined me, pulling my body back against him. Then his hand was on my back while the other kept my legs upright. I knew exactly what he wanted, so I did just that, bending over, welcoming him in. I bit into my bottom lip in anticipation, feeling my pussy palpitating. What I didn’t expect was to feel his tongue, while his hands held me in place. Fire pooled my abdomen while I gnawed my bottom lip in pure ecstasy.

He spoke into my pussy from the back. “Stay right there, don’t fucking move.”