I chuckle, shaking my head. Juniper is a spunky little thing, same age as my Ava. Our family dynamic is a little strange, but we make it work. It’s no one’s business what we’re doing. There is so much love in this family, and that’s all that matters.
It took a good year for Harrison to come to his senses, but when he did, he graveled like nothing I’ve ever seen before. And not to get Seraphine back, but over the way he acted towards her for so long. Seraphine did not forgive him right away, but we worked together and figured it out. I told her I would not force her to be around him if she didn’t want to be, even if he is my son. Sometimes, family does not trump everything else. What Harrison did was borderline unforgivable. Seraphine andI talked about our options many late nights, and ultimately she decided she would try to make things work with Harrison.
I’m not sure what was going on with him after his breakup with Seraphine, but he wasn’t his normal self. Neither of us have seen a hint of that part of him since he’s come back into our lives. Now, here we are, closer than ever. Which I am grateful for because all my kids get along splendidly. Harrison’s wife—because yeah, he’s married and has been for about three years now—and Seraphine are close. We make this work the way we need, and nothing has ever felt more right.
“I’ll let the girls know,” I say.
“See you soon.”
I head upstairs and find the girls’ room a disaster as they pull out everything from their toy box to play with. But they’re sitting together, playing nicely, so I let them be.
My wife is in our bedroom folding clothes. I shut the door, lock it, and move towards her.
“This can wait.” I pull a shirt from her hand and toss it away, grabbing her chin and kissing her.
She laughs against my mouth, hands sliding up my chest. I grip the fabric of her dress and lift it up before dropping to my knees.
“Elliot,” she says. “We can’t.”
“Yes we can. You heard the doctor.”
“I’m not ready for this baby.”
“Yes you are, sweetness. And so am I. Besides, I’ll go easy.”
Her hand tangles in my hair as I lick her pussy, enjoying the sweetness of her. She lays down on the bed, on her side because it’s the only position that’s comfortable for her nowadays. I lick her until she comes, then I free my aching cock, and slide it into her, standing at the edge of the bed. My wife pregnant is so sexy, and it doesn’t take a lot to make me explode inside her. Just in time for banging on the door.
“Mommy, Ava took my doll!”
“No, I dint!”
“Yes you did, brat!”
“Hey, girls!” I call, fixing my pants. “No name-calling.”
Seraphine sighs. “Ready for another, huh?”
I grin. “Don’t have much of a choice now.” I move to the door, pulling it open. “Oh, and Juniper is on her way.”
“Juniper! Yay! Did you hear that, Ava? Juniper is coming!”
“Yay, yay, yay!” Ava says, dancing around in a circle.
I look back at my wife who has gone back to folding the clothes. I tell her all the time she doesn’t have to do this, that we can hire someone to do all of it. Cooking, cleaning—everything. But she doesn’t want that. She likes doing all of it herself, she says. It reminds her of her mother, and she wants to do everything for her girls that she didn’t get from her mother. I appreciate that and completely understand.
I don’t feel so bad about it now that I’m home all the time. When I was still working full days, I felt terrible leaving her here to do all this. But I’ve since “retired.” I still own the company and go to meetings when necessary, but it’s in other people’shands now and it’s still running perfectly. We’re doing better than ever. Seraphine doesn’t work at all, which is perfect in my opinion. She mentions going back to work, and I fully support her if that’s what she wants.
“Love you, sweetness,” I say.
Seraphine looks up and blinds me with the most beautiful smile.
“I love you, too.”
I smile back. How the hell is this my life? How did I get so lucky? I walk into the hallway to help the girls clean up their room. It’ll only be a disaster again once Juniper gets here. She’s a freaking whirlwind in human form.
“Elliot?” Seraphine calls just as I round the corner. I pop my head back into our bedroom to find her smiling.
“Yeah?”
