“It’s cold,” Marcie whined, and I pulled the blankets up around her shoulders before pulling her into my arms.
We all slept naked, but we did so with the A/C turned down low and extra blankets on the bed. Sleeping with two people would sweat you to death. Especially when they both put off heat like a damn radiator in the middle of winter north of the fucking Arctic Circle.
And while Marcie could run you outta bed with how much heat she put off, she fucking froze. So, it was a constant fight to keep her warm and us cool.
“Hmm, Daddy, that’s so much better.”
“I think so, too, sweet girl.”
“The two of you are fucking adorable,” Hayden murmured, scooting across the bed wrapping himself around Marcie’s back, cocooning her between us.
“Papi, it’s daylight. You’re not sick, are you?”
I chuckled at her morning brattiness veiled in sweetness. The happiness at this moment, and all the ones like it, soothed my weary soul.
“No. I’m not sick, colibrí. Why?”
She hummed under her breath and said, “So, you’re just being a lazy bones then, huh?”
He tickled her until she wiggled with laughter. “No, gigglebox. We’re flying back to Seattle today, so we put PT off until later since we have an early morning.”
“So, you can cuddle me for a bit?”
“Absolutely,” he said, pulling her into his arms, and she went willingly.
I lifted up to rest on my elbow so I could watch them. I’d never tire of it. Marcie softened Hayden’s rough edges. He’d always be the badass Marine with a walking hard on I met years ago, but he was different, too. He’d committed himself to us, to our relationships. Every day, I witnessed how he was with Marcie and also with me, made me love him more than the day before. The cocky bastard I fell in love with, who fucked me until I saw stars, was still there, but another Hayden Marin lived underneath that thick skin. One I’d only caught glimpses of before Marcie. With her, he embraced the Daddy in him, and blossomed, which allowed him to love me more.
If someone else heard my thoughts it probably wouldn’t make fucking sense to them, but screw them. It made sense to me and them, and we were all that mattered.
I dropped kisses on Marcie’s temple and Hayden’s lips before moving to get out of bed.
“Daddy, where are you going? It’s a lazy, sleeping-in day.”
“I thought I’d spoil you guys with breakfast in bed,” I said as I pulled on some lounge pants and a t-shirt.
That got her attention, and she flew up out of Hayden’s arms, kneeling on the bed excitedly. Her eyes lit up like the skies on the Fourth of July.
“Oh! Yes, please. Pancakes with berries and whipped cream?”
I laughed delightedly. “And blueberry syrup? What about bacon and sausage?”
“No, thanks.”
“Yes, sweet girl. You need some protein.”
She scowled, then giggled when Hayden tossed the covers off and said, “I have her protein right here.”
He fisted his hand in her hair, guiding her mouth to his dick. She giggled around him but the noises soon turned to sexy slurps and gags that had my own dick perking up.
Marcie didn’t regress a lot. Mostly, it was just the stuffie she couldn’t be without, cuddles, and ice cream, but first thing in the morning, the little she denied came out.
And whenever there was food.
I loved cooking for her and watching her dance in her chair as she ate. And breakfast in bed was a surefire way to keep her in that headspace a little longer. As soon as she dressed for the day, she slipped into personal assistant to a rising music sensation role, and Hayden and I wouldn’t see this side of her again unless something went seriously sideways.
Walking to the bed, I squatted and pressed my lips to Marcie’s cheek, sneaking a taste of our Papi’s cock. Rising, I leaned over and kissed Hayden, sipping and nipping at his mouth. He pulled me toward him. Fuck, he was strong. Locking my elbows was the only thing that kept me from toppling into the bed.
“Come back to bed, cariño. I’ll make our girl share the high-protein shake she’s about to get.”
