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“A baby?” She questioned, “Or you staying at P’s side?”

“Both.” I shrugged, “But a baby first, because I know you want me at both of your sides from now on.”

“I do.” She answered truthfully. “And yes, I want another baby with you, but I’d be lying if I said the idea didn’t terrify me though.”

“Because I abandoned you last time.” I replied, not asking. I already knew the answer.

“Because doing it alone was the hardest thing I’ve ever done before Fox.” She looked at me over her shoulder, “I’m terrified that I’ll have to do it again, and I don’t think I’ll survive it a second time without you.”

“I’m not going anywhere baby.” I kissed her temple and pulled her tighter against me, tucking my hand between her breasts against her heart, “Heaven doesn’t want me and Hell’s too scared of me. You’re the only place I belong.”

“Promise me.” She looked back again, and I could hear the fear in her voice.

“I promise you. On my life.” I kissed her, “I’m yours and Penelope’s, for the rest of your life.”

“Good.” She sighed and turned back around. “Because I’m far from done loving you.”

“Same, baby,” I sighed, letting my eyes fall closed as contentment overwhelmed me. “Same.”

Chapter 32 – Delilah

Present

Igroanedasmyalarm blared from next to the bed. I blindly swiped my hand over it to silence it and then threw it back on the table.

Fox wrapped his arms back around my waist and tucked me in against his body as I settled into the warmth of him again. “Ready to quit yet?” He pestered me with a voice thick with sleep and seduction.

“Yes.” I answered truthfully and snickered when he jolted behind me in shock. “But not today.” I burst his bubble and he sagged back into the bed.

“Think about it,” He kissed my neck, “We could sleep in, and never set an alarm again.” He sighed, “Fucking bliss.”

“Except Penelope is an early riser and has to be to school by nine anyway, so…” I droned.

“But nine am is far more acceptable than,” He leaned up to look over me at the clock. “Four forty-five.”

“It wouldn’t be so bad if you didn’t keep me up until one am with your shenanigans.”

“Please.” He scoffed, “I distinctly remember you wrapping your pretty lips around my cock at half past midnight after I already tucked your sleepy ass into bed.”

I smiled into the darkness because he was right. After my reward, he fed me, bathed me and tucked me into bed with such care and gentleness that I showed him my appreciation for it with a blowjob.

“Are you complaining?”

“Nope,” he popped the ‘p’ enthusiastically, “but I’m also not the one that has to go work a twelve-hour shift.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me.” I whined. He was right, I was ready to quit the monotonous job at the ER to spend time with him. I knew eventually I’d get bored of not having a job to go to, but for the time being, I just wanted to focus on getting to know Fox again. And I wanted to focus on nurturing the new relationship between him and Penelope too. Which I couldn’t do if I was at the hospital for twelve hours a day.

“I can’t wait for P to come home.” He said wistfully.

I rolled over in his arms and hitched my leg over his hip. His hair was down and rustled from sleep and I feathered my fingers through it soothingly. “I never thought I’d see the two of you together, and now it’s only a couple of days away,” I groaned, “so fucking close yet so far.”

“I hope she likes me.” He admitted quietly, “Or at least isn’t afraid of me.”

“She’ll love you.” I stated, “As soon as she sees how comfortable Maddie and I are around you, she’ll relax and settle in too.”

“Hmm.” He hummed, leaning in to kiss my lips. He deepened it and rolled over until he was between my spread thighs and rocked his quickly growing erection against me. The blaring of my second alarm broke us apart as we both groaned and then smiled at each other in the dim morning light. “I’ll get the coffee going.” He kissed the end of my nose and pulled himself out of my arms.

I rolled onto my side as he turned the bedside lamp on and walked across the room to the large walk-in closet in his naked tattooed glory and smiled. “Look at you all domesticated and sweet.” I mused as he shot me a smirk over his shoulder, “You going soft on me Paxton St. Claire?”

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