Page 35 of Blindside

“She doesn’t like formula. I ran out of the supply you sent a couple days ago.” She nods and goes back to staring down at our little one as she eats. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not turned on or anything, but the sight of her feeding Adalyn from her breast is a fucking beautiful sight to see. She not only carried and nurtured this amazing little girl but she’s also able to give her sustenance from her own body, that’s fucking amazing. Silence stretches between us and the tension in the room is so thick you cut it with a butter knife.

Katie unlatches Adalyn when she falls asleep. She rests her little chin on her shoulder as she covers herself up and begins to tap gently on her back. Contentment can be seen in her features as she closes her eyes and rocks back and forth burping the tiny human we created. Saint and I just stand here and watch them. When it becomes apparent Katie has fallen asleep, I lean in close to Saint and whisper,

“Put Addy in her crib, I’ll carry Katie to bed.” Nodding, he gently lifts Addy off Katie and places her in the crib, while I gently lift Katie into my arms. She immediately nuzzles into my chest as I walk us next door to our room. Saint limps around me and draws the covers back as I lay her on the bed. He takes her shoes off before I tuck her in. I motion with my head for him to follow me out of the room.

Saint grabs each of us a beer before sliding onto the stool next to me at the breakfast counter in the kitchen. “How is she here?” I ask.

“Fucked if I know and honestly, I don’t care. I’m just fucking happy she’s here.” My phone begins to ring. I pull it out of my pocket and snort when I see it’s Troy calling.

I answer the call and place it on speaker. “Forget to tell us a surprise was arriving, did ya?” Troy laughs.

“Figured it was better to let her surprise you, plus, she didn’t want me to call you in case you took off.” I frown down at my phone.

“What?”

“She thought we would take off with Addy if Troy gave us the heads up.”

“Look, I don’t get paid enough to give relationship advice. I’m just calling to let you know, Jackson’s confession wasn’t needed because the documentation wasn’t legal or lodged so the adoption technically never happened.” Troy goes on to explain that Devon will stand trial in front of a grand jury where he will be sentenced for a minimum of fifty years. Jackson will be charged and sent to prison as well. It brings me great joy to know they won’t be able to sell any more children or hurt another family.

“Thanks for everything, Troy. I owe you one,” Saint says.

“You owe me ten, kid, just don’t ask me to cut the others out again. I work for the five of you, not just one.”

“You got it, old man,” Saint says before ending the call.

“We need to talk to her when she wakes up. She has to know we want her here.”

“Yeah man, I agree,” he answers. “Crue, what I said—”

“Don’t even worry about it,” I say. His eyes shine with guilt. I grip the back of his neck and pull him to me where I rest my forehead against his. “Thank you. What you did that night saved our girl and brought her home. I owe you the life of our daughter, brother.”

“If you really want to thank me, you can suck my cock?” I shove him away as we both laugh.

“Been there, tried that and it’s not for me, my man.” He laughs harder. This right here is what I’ve missed. The easy banter, the way we can make each other feel okay just by being around.

“I love her, Crue.”

“So do I.”

“What if she wants to leave?”

“That’s never going to happen,” I grit out through clenched teeth.

“Good, because I don’t want to live without her or Addy.”

“You won’t have to, we’ll figure this all out. They’re our girls and they stay with us always. If she has a problem with that, we’ll just have to remind her why she fell in love with us. If that fails, we’ll just fuck her into submission until she agrees to stay.” The lustful look in Saint’s eyes has my cock getting hard. I need to fuck my girl asap.

Katie

I woke up an hour ago to the sound of the guy’s laughter. It brought a smile to my face hearing that sound. I decided to leave them to catch up while I snuck into my baby’s room. She smiled up at me and it fucking melted my heart. I brought her back into our room and decided to run us both a bubble bath. I heard skin to skin time with a baby is the best way to bond, which is why I’m still sitting here in the bath with Addy latched onto my breast. She peed on me before and rather than be grossed out, I found it so cute. I gently brush my fingers down the side of her face and smile. I had hoped and prayed on my way back here after Troy and John got the charges dropped that she would feed from my breast.

“Hey, Momma.” I dart my gaze to the doorway to see both Crue and Saint standing there, shirtless! My eyes drink them in. Jesus, it should be illegal to look that fucking good.

“Our eyes are up here, Katie baby.” Humor is thick in Crue’s voice. I feel the blush coating my cheeks. There’s an awkwardness between us now, I hate it but I’m unsure of where the hell we stand. We had a common goal before, to find Addy. We’ve done that, so now what happens?

“You look lost, Momma.” Hearing Saint call me Momma shouldn’t have me clenching my thighs together, but fuck it’s so hot. They both step further into the room, not stopping until they reach the side of the tub, both their cocks are in line with my face. I crane my neck back to look up at them only to find their heated stares on me. “I have one question.”

I swallow audibly. “What is it?” It comes out breathy and needy sounding but I can’t find it within myself to care, not with how they are looking at me.

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