Page 114 of A Second Chance

At that moment, Scar interrupts our blissful moment, saying, "How about that hot cocoa?" Shaun claps his hands with excitement, and we make our way to the coffee table.

The rich aroma of the hot cocoa fills the air as we take a sip, and the smooth, velvety texture warms me from the inside out. The colorful lights twinkle and dance around us, casting a cozy glow that envelops us. We snuggle up to watchDr. Seuss's The Grinch, and the flickering lights create a magical atmosphere that adds to the enchantment of the movie.

As the credits roll, I glance down and notice that Shaun has fallen asleep on my lap. His head rests comfortably against my thighs, and I can hear the gentle sound of his breathing. Scar, who was sitting on the other side of the couch, gets up and walks over to us.

"I'll take him to bed," she whispers, reaching for the Spiderman fleece blanket that covers him.

Without thinking, I grab her wrist to stop her. "I'll take him."

I carefully lift Shaun's sleeping form and hold him close to my chest, feeling the warmth of his body against mine. As I walk down the hallway to his room, I can't help but feel a sense of tenderness and responsibility toward this little boy.

I lay him down in his bed and pull the covers up to his chin. Leaning down, I press a gentle kiss to his forehead. "Good night, kid," I whisper.

As I step aside, Scar comes over and kisses him goodnight.

Together, we exit the room and make our way toward the living room. As we walk side by side, I reach out and take her delicate hand in mine. Our fingers intertwine, and my gaze shifts to our joined hands, and a sudden surge of desire courses through me. The need to be inside her. To kiss every inch of her body.

"Today was amazing, Ricky. Your presence made this day unforgettable, and I couldn't have asked for a better day. Thank you," Scar says with heartfelt appreciation.

I wrap my arms around her, pulling her close and squeezing her ass. Her laughter fills the air as she places her head on my chest. Her small hands rest gently on my waist, a comforting touch that sends warmth through my body.

I lean down and gently press my lips against her forehead. "Thank you for letting me be part of it."

"Shaun loves you."

"He's a great kid. You're an amazing mother, Scar."

I pull her closer, wrapping my arms tightly around her. She looks up at me, her beautiful smile lighting up her face, her chin and soft hands resting on my chest.

As I bend down, our eyes meet, and a thrill runs through me. I press my lips against hers, feeling her warmth and softness. She responds eagerly, parting her lips, and I deepen the kiss, losing myself in the moment. I give her ass another squeeze, and my dick hardens, poking against her core.

She moans, and I lose it. I pick her up and toss her on the couch, never taking my lips off her. I start to glide my hand underneath her shirt, but the sound of keys jiggling in the doorknob stops me.

"Shit," Scar mutters, and I smile against her lips.

"Mom's home." Despite her agitation, I remain still, frozen in place.

"Ricky, get off me!" She smacks my ass.

"Ooh. Do that again. It turns me on." I nip at her lips, and she laughs.

The door opens, and I pull my body off her, still grinning like an idiot.

Scar's mother walks in with a big smile on her face, exclaiming, "Oh my God, the tree looks beautiful!" as she sets her keys and purse on the table. "Oh, Maverick. Thank you so much." I rise to my feet and embrace her.

"It was my pleasure," I say, winking at Scar.

She blushes.

"I feel bad for not being able to make it, but I'm glad that Shaun was able to go," she says with a friendly tone.

"Well," I say, "I better head home."

"Sleep tight, Maverick," Olivia says with a warm smile as she gently taps the side of my face.

She walks toward Scar and plants a gentle kiss on her cheek. "I'm going to shower."

Scar walks me to the door. I put on my coat and boots and open the door. Before leaving, I turn around and give Scar a long kiss.

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