Man of Steel(39)

I don’t try to force my kid to call Lily mom, but I do like the fact that they get along. With that said my little girl misses her mom and whenever she asked for her in those first few weeks it killed me not to give her what she wanted. But there was no way in hell I was letting Deanna have her unless she figured her shit out. She shouldn’t be messing with an asshole like this guy anyway, not with the sheet he had.





After she wised up to the fact that her tactics weren’t working or her fucking Xanax kicked in, she started acting right. Instead of yelling and screaming on the phone or coming to my fucking door with threats against my woman she was actually calm and had gone so far as to apologize to Lily. Lily on the other hand had told Deanna point blank to kiss her ass and get fucked, along with some other choice things. What can I say? Apparently she had some shit of her own that had been building up over the years.

I caved and let her have Holly on a trial basis after that, but I had made up my mind sort of, to keep my kid with me from now on. Something about the situation with this guy was bothering the fuck out of me. He seemed familiar somehow but for some reason I couldn’t put my finger on it. But my radar was going haywire whenever he came up so I knew there had to be something there.

Lily and I had been cruising along and even when we had lil bit with us nothing had really changed in our home. We still fucked like tomorrow never comes and our shit was tight. She was talking weddings and honeymoons and shit, which I wanted no fucking part of. Shit was a minefield for men if you ask me. But she seemed happy enough to deal with it on her own with her girls and her mom.





Tonight was one of those rare nights that I was actually allowing Holly to sleep in her old bed back at the house. She’d begged and pleaded to spend time over there with her mom and I didn’t see the harm so I let her have her way. Lily and I were having a quiet night for once. There were no cases in the works right now thank fuck.

The neighborhood we’d helped clean up had been relatively crime free for the better part of a month after we’d rounded up the fucks and handed them over to the cops all neatly tied with a bow. Turned out it was a good thing we stepped in when we did. The fuckers had a cache of assault rifles, and were stockpiling more ammo than a battalion. Apparently they had ideas about taking over certain areas of the state by force or some other fucked up, not well thought out plan. Dumb fucks.

Anyway it was quiet and I was relaxing in bed watching her putter around, as she likes to when she has nothing better to do. She was also driving me crazy with her hair swinging down her back wearing boy shorts or whatever the fuck she calls them with a little silky looking top that hugged her curves and made her tits look umm.

It was as I watched her bend over to pick something up off the floor that I realized what had been bothering me for the last few days.

“Babe you skipped a pill or something?”

“No why, what’s the matter?” She picked her head up and looked at me in confusion.

“I feel off, only ever felt this way once in my life, that’s when Holly was conceived. Weirdest fucking feeling in the world for a man so you know I’m not ever gonna forget that shit.” If my head hadn’t been up my ass I would’ve caught on sooner, but that’s the only thing it cold be now that I think about it. The queasy feeling, the tiredness in the middle of the fucking day for no damn reason, oh yeah, she was breeding.

“But I have been taking them, I wouldn’t just not take them without telling you.”

“Babe you know you’re shit with pills. Hey what are you doing? come here.” She was starting to tear up and she looked scared. I pulled her up and over me when she reached the bed before laying her gently on her back to check her over.

Of course there was nothing to see but I still felt that kick in my heart. I held my hand cupped over the small of her tummy and kissed her lips reassuringly. The rush of love I felt for her in that moment cannot be compared. My dick grew hard at just the thought that my kid was in her right now. I wanted to fuck, of course, but first I had to calm her ass down.

“Do I look mad baby? I’m not mad so cut that shit out right now. In fact I’m happy as fuck, it’s about time we had another little one running around the place.” I rolled her over into my arms and held her close. She sniffled and wiped her face in my chest before settling down.

“You could be wrong you know, I don’t remember skipping any pills. Unless it happened when I was taking those antibiotics a couple months ago for strep. They say that can happen sometimes. Some doctor I am.”

“Don’t sweat it baby we’re good. A little boy is just what we need around here anyway, I was getting tired of being outnumbered.” And why the fuck was she crying? Please don’t tell me she’s gonna be one of those emotional pregnant types, I’d lose my fucking mind. I doubt she even realized that she’d done that shit.