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She nods her head. “He made me drink a lot.” Her little nose scrunches. “And take gross medicine.”

Gabe only chuckles and kisses her forehead. “And your forehead isn’t burning up, so I’m going to say good for Dakota.”

She shrugs but smiles, and it’s the first real smile I’ve seen from her all day, so I’ll take it. She takes a bite, and I smile for the first time all day when she takes another one.

“Yummy,” she says. “This is better than Mommy’s!”

“Noooooo,” Gabe and I both groan because I still want Shelly to like me too, thank you very much, kid.

She just giggles and continues to eat while Gabe and I watch her nervously, like she might hurl at any minute, but she keeps it down.

When she’s done, I leave her chocolate milk with her and pat her little head before Gabe kisses her forehead again and promises to be in to check on her soon. We make our way to the kitchen and sit down to eat, telling each other about our day.

“I’m glad you didn’t have to deal with puke today.”

“Fuck, me too,” I say, scrubbing a hand over my eyes. “Though I would for her, you know?”

He gives me the world’s sweetest smile. “I know you would. I was worried today, but not about you not being able to take care of her. That kid loves you.”

“I love her too.”

He’s beaming now, taking a huge bite and chewing. “Fuck, this really is better than Shelly’s.”

“Do not ever say that to her,” I threaten him with a fork, and he just laughs.

“Did she want to go outside and play?” Gabe switches to Amber, and I shake my head.

“No. It was weird. She asked at Shelly’s if she could play with the kittens, but I said maybe after she got some rest, and she didn’t fight me at all. And she didn’t ask again.” I frown because that’s so weird for her.

The kid lives to go outside. Especially to play with the kittens, who follow her around nonstop.

“Give her time,” he says, placating me.

But it’s worrisome. “She loves playing outside.”

He just chuckles, having already gone through this many times. “Fuck, I love you.”

That gets my attention. “Not that I didn’t know that already, but why did you say it then?”

“Because you love my kid. And that just makes me love you even more.” He says it like it’s the simplest thing in the world.

Hell, maybe it is.

25

GABE

“Oh, fuck, yes.” I whisper because even though my eyes haven’t opened yet, I’m still very aware Amber is in the house, hopefully still fast asleep in her bed because I really, really need some alone time with Dakota right now.

“Shhhh,” he scolds me as he coats my dick with lube and then climbs onto me, straddling me to take my cock in his hand and notch it at his hole. It seems he’s been awake for a while, his hole wet and waiting for me, already prepared.

Damn, I’m pissed I slept through that, but I can’t be too mad because my balls are pressed up against his ass, my cock fully seated now.

“I locked the door, but if you wake her, I will choose her,” he says, and goddamn, I love this man. I grip the back of his neck and pull him down for a kiss to muffle the moans falling from my lips while he rides me at a slow, punishing pace.

I reach between our bodies, stroking his needy, leaking cock until I’m coming inside him and he’s coating my hand with his cum. I will never tire of waking up this way.

He collapses on my chest, my cock still inside his tight hole, surrounded by my cum. “I’m not ready for this party.”