“Come sit with me while I make breakfast.” I remove my hand from between her legs, moving her so that her back is to the counter where I can easily pick her up, setting her next to the stove. I move around, getting her a cup of coffee before coming back to her. “How did you sleep?” I ask, handing her the cup of coffee and stealing a quick kiss.
“Really well.” She smiles, tilting her head to the side like she’s studying me. “How did you sleep?”
“Better than I have in years. I like knowing that my family is all under one roof. I like waking up to the feel of you tucked in next to me.” I watch her face turn soft, and I can’t help but kiss her again. “Do you feel up to going to look at cars today?” I ask, pouring pancake batter onto the griddle.
“Cash.” The way she says my name is like a full conversation; she doesn’t even have to say anything else, and I already know exactly what she is thinking.
“Okay, that came out wrong,” I say and look over at her. “It sounded like a question, and it wasn’t. We’re going to go look at cars today.”
“I knew it,” I hear her say under her breath, and I chuckle.
“Babe, you’re not driving that piece-of-shit anymore; it’s not safe or reliable.” I pull out a spatula from the drawer and start to flip the pancakes. “Honestly, I’m surprised I lasted this long. I was thinking about slashing your tires; I hate that fucking car.
“Fine, I know I need a new car. I will just use some of my rainy day money for a down payment.”
“Were you not here when we had this conversation before? I know I told you I'm buying you a new car.”
“Cash,” she says again, then shakes her head, “I need to help.”
“Lil, you have done more than your fair share over the last few years.”
“You can’t just come in and take over, Cash.”
“I'm not taking over, but if there is a way that I can make things easier for you and Ashlyn, then I'm going to do it.” I watch as she rolls her eyes before taking a sip of coffee. “That’s one.”
“What?” she asks, looking confused.
“One spanking for rolling your eyes.”
“You do know that I'm a grown woman, right?”
“And?”
“And you can’t threaten me with spankings.”
“First, it’s not a threat. Second, I can see that you want it. Every time I tell you that I'm going to spank you, your eyes light up and you wiggle around.”
“I do not,” she huffs out, wiggling on the counter, making me laugh as she glares.
“Breakfast is ready,” I yell down the hall a few seconds later. I hear the kids’ feet pounding down the wooden floor before coming around the corner into the kitchen.
“Yay, pancakes!” Jax yells.
“Yippieee! Can I have chocolate chips in mine?” Ashlyn asks, and Jax looks at her like she’s a genius.
“And mine,” he says, climbing up onto one of the stools.
“Sorry, guys, we don’t have any, but we can get some for next weekend,” I say, putting pancakes on plates for both of the kids. Lilly jumps down from the counter, goes to the fridge, and pulls out orange juice, pouring it into two plastic cups and setting it in front of each of them. Then she takes a banana and cuts it in half, putting a section on each of their plates before doing the same with an orange.#p#分页标题#e#
“What?” she asks when she catches me watching her closely. She is such a good mom. Last night in the shower, when she brought up the fact that we had used a condom when she got pregnant with Ashlyn, got me thinking. What are the chances that I could have used protection with two different women and gotten them both pregnant? That shit is as unlikely as winning the lottery. And as much as it pisses me off that it happened, and that Jules is most likely behind that shit, I have a hard time being pissed about it. Or at least being pissed at the situation. If Lil didn’t get pregnant, Ashlyn wouldn’t be here. Lil would probably be married to some dude, having his kids, and I would have never heard from her again. She would have been the one who got away.
“Nothing.” I pull my eyes off her, adding more pancakes to the griddle before pulling down a plate for the two of us.
“Can we go to the zoo?” Ashlyn asks, and I throw my head back laughing; she always wants to go to the zoo.
“Not today. Today we’re going shopping for a new car for your mom.”
“Oh.” She pouts before shoving more food into her mouth. Just then, the doorbell starts to go off. I look over at Lilly and she shrugs. I’m not expecting anyone. Even before I make it to the door, I can hear kids yelling and people talking. “Shit,” I mutter to myself, unlocking the door.