Page 127 of Enticing the Fixer

We’re the people he gets excited to see–not a nanny. And since I work from home and she has cut her hours back at the office, we can provide that for him. My parents moved to Kansas City to be close to Jagger and us.

“Daddy.” He grabs my face with his pudgy hands and kisses my mouth with a loud smack.

“Well, if it isn’t my two favorite men.” Kinsley wraps her arm around my waist and cups Dalton’s cheek, giving him a kiss with more relish than the one he gave me.

His cheeks pit with deep dimples as he chatters with us. “Jax. Tickle.”

“Did Jax tickle you?” I rest him on my hip as Kinsley rubs my back with her palm.

“Yes.” He nods, making the curls bounce again. “I laugh.”

“Well, you do love to be tickled.” I grab his thigh, holding him in place. The kid doesn’t know how to stand still.

She sighs and rests her temple on my upper arm. “This was nice. I’m glad your parents could come and Valeria.”

They’re standing on the other side of the fire pit, chatting as Easton runs in circles between them. He was born four months before our son, and they’re thick as thieves.

When they start school together, their teachers will struggle with them being uncle and nephew. I’m not sure I’ve wrapped my head around it yet.

“It’s good to have everyone together at one time.” Even though we live in the same neighborhood, we’re all going in different directions, and getting together is not as easy as it was.

Our Friday night poker games have gone from weekly to biweekly and sometimes only once a month. And instead of cigars and whiskey, it’s diapers and lullabies. But I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

“Yes, it is.”

She glances up. “Are you happy?”

“Baby, I couldn’t be happier.”

“Not even if there was another baby in the mix?”

My heart skips a beat. “I’m not pressuring you to have another baby. When I brought it up the other night, I was overcome with dopamine.”

“You have a valid point.” She smiles. “That Pilates I’ve been doing has increased my riding stamina.”

“Thirty minutes riding dick should be their mantra.”

She places her hand on my chest and runs a fingertip along my pec and down to my abdomen. “That’s part of the fine print.”

“Well, they’re good at it,” I growl and turn to Dalton. “Hey, Buddy. Why don’t you say hi to Grandma and Grandpa.”

“And Unc Jag?”

“Yes. That would be perfect.” I set him down and embrace Kinsley until she’s perfectly molded against me.

“So?”

“You want to go at it right here? We usually wait until everyone’s gone, but I’m game if you are.”

“Stop.” She swats at my chest, but the mixture of humor and lust in her eyes makes my dick twitch. I’m never going to turn her down. If she wants to sneak inside and offer up that sweet pussy, I’ll drop everyone and go. Any place. Any time.

“Never.” I lift her feet off the ground.

Her eyes get wistful as she stares into my eyes. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. I enjoyed every second of your ass smacking me.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

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