“If you don’t have Mike’s number, then the girls won’t be giving you it. And they won’t be calling you Auntie Pamela. That is incredibly presumptuous,” I intervened as Raven dug her toe into the ground. It was obvious she felt awkward.
“I’m protecting his children. Mike and I are very close,” Pamela sneered.
I held her gaze calmly. Bitch! “I doubt it, or you’d have Mike’s phone number. Say goodbye, girls.”
“Robin! She’s claiming to be your dad’s girlfriend. We all know he’s single, so darling, I’m very concerned about this,” the second woman intervened.
“Miss Shauna…” Robin looked torn; she clearly didn’t like lying, but she didn’t like these women either. Annoyed, I sent Shauna a look that made her step back.
“What is wrong with you? How dare you ask Raven to compromise herself and Mike’s privacy? If Mike doesn’t choose to share his private life, that’s his business. How desperate are you?” I snapped and,taking their hands, walked away. “Who wants takeout?”
“Me!” both girls squealed. Takeout it was because I wasn’t a cook; that was for sure.
Mike
I walked in much later than planned. There’d been a terrible accident, and I’d been stuck in traffic for two hours. Hopefully Dynamo hadn’t killed my kids, as they could be handfuls. Letting myself in, I was surprised at how quiet it was. Shit. What had Dynamo done with them?
I heard a scream from the backyard and hurried through the house. What I saw there made me pause.
“Again!” Dynamo instructed Raven.
My daughter was red-faced and panting, but had a huge grin on her face. Raven stepped forward and threw a punch. She hit Dynamo’s hand, who shook it and let out an ‘ouch’.
“Way better. See how that didn’t hurt your shoulder?” Dynamo asked.
Raven nodded. “It felt great,” she admitted.
I looked for Robin and grinned when I saw her trying to do push-ups.
“Stop sticking your ass in the air,” Dynamo ordered, and Robin collapsed to the ground.
“It’s so hard,” Robin wailed.
“Getting fit is, kiddo. Come on, five more and keepyour butt down,” Dynamo commanded.
“Whatisgoing on here?” I asked. Three female heads turned in my direction, and Robin huffed. I was puzzled, but she finished her five, leapt up, and raced over. Raven threw three more punches and then slammed into me, too.
“We’re learning to kick monster butt!” Robin exclaimed.
“But we’ve gotta get fit first,” Raven added.
“And every time we get distracted or try to do something else, Miss Dynamo adds on five more!” Robin started looking grumpy.
Ah, that explained the delayed greeting. Dynamo shrugged at my curious look. “Makes sense they can kick the monster’s butt.”
I nodded slowly, studying her. She was as beautiful as ever, and my cock twitched. My eyes latched onto her rounded ass as she bent over and picked a glove up.
“Raven has good form; Robin needs to burn off surplus energy and has the attention span of a gnat. But she makes up for that with enthusiasm,” Dynamo announced, turning and cocking a hip when she caught me checking her out.
I didn’t bother hiding my interest and saw a conflicted look cross her face. Dynamo held my gaze. “You don’t want damaged goods, Mike,” she murmured and began heading to the house.
Raven and Robin had already disappeared inside.
I reached out and put a hand in front of Dynamo, careful not to touch her.
“You don’t know what I want,” I replied.
Her head twisted to look at me. “You don’t need someone who was raped repeatedly by men she can’t identify. I ain’t the girl next door, not mommy material. And I most certainly don’t want a cock anywhere near me for the foreseeable future. I think I’ve had enough of that for a lifetime,” Dynamo murmured.
