As we kissed, her hands went to the belt of my jeans, her fingers working on it, her hands so close to my crotch that I could barely stand it. I wanted her so much, but I was going to wait. I had to wait. I had to be strong. Because she seemed to be fumbling nervously, I pushed her hands away and unbuckled it, ripping open my buttons at the same time. I kissed her again and walked her backwards to the bed, stopping when the back of her knees hit the side. She whimpered, and the sound almost drove me crazy. As she lay down in the bed, I pulled back, turning slightly as I pulled off my jeans, trying to rearrange downstairs so it wasn’t so freaking obvious. I threw my jeans on the chair by the side of her bed and turned back to her. She’d climbed into the bed and had lifted the cover, looking at me expectantly, waiting for me to get in with her. I smiled as I slipped in next to her,filling the empty space. “So, is this my side of the bed now, Stripes?” I asked, grinning l
I woke to the sound of Britney Spears’ voice blasting near my ear. I winced and flinched away from the sound as Ashley groaned loudly, shifting and pressing her face into the side of my neck. Her hand blindly slapped onto her bedside cabinet, looking for something. I smiled, a little confused, then I realised she was reaching for her cell phone. I laughed as I noticed what the Britney song actually was, ‘Womanizer’ was blasting way too loud for this time of the morning. Finally, she found it and pressed it to her ear without moving her face away from my neck. She didn’t bother with any hellos. “This had better be important or I’m gonna kick your ass,” she growled into the phone, her voice thick with sleep. I laughed and wrapped my arms around her tighter, kissing the top of her head as I blinked, trying to get my stinging eyes to adjust to the light in the room. “Heck yeah you woke me up! What time is it anyway?” she asked, then she groaned again. “Josh, I hardly ever ge
Everyone stopped laughing and looked at me. Anna and Bryson looked shocked, Ashley looked like she thought I was joking, and DJ, well DJ was looking at me like I’d just suggested that I buy a real live penguin of his own. Ashley opened her mouth and then closed it again, seeming a little lost for words. She looked at Anna again, and they seemed to have that whole silent conversation again. I really wished I was privy to it, I’d love to know what went on in my girl’s pretty head. Ashley looked back at me, chewing on her lip. “Really?” I nodded and shrugged, silently hoping she would say yes, because that meant that she trusted me with the most important thing in her life. “Sure, we could go Friday, after I finish work,” I suggested. DJ pumped the air hissing a ‘yes’ as he grinned. I looked at Ashley, waiting for her to say something. Instead, she walked up to me quickly, gripped the front of my T-shirt and kissed me passionately. “Eww!” DJ cried. I smiled an
I grinned happily, ignoring the comment about my sisters. My mom was going to pitch a fit when I told her. “And if Josh cancels this weekend, then my mom insisted that we bring DJ too,” I said, playing down my mom’s enthusiasm a bit. Ashley recoiled. “Well let’s just hope that Josh doesn’t cancel this time then. I mean, surely your parents are a little apprehensive about you dating a girl with a child. I think it’d be best if they just got used to the idea a little before I throw my four-year-old into their faces.” I smiled, unsure how I could phrase my reply without telling her that my mom was already bragging about her grandson down at the bowls club. “Stripes,my parents don’t mind in the slightest. They want to meet him actually.” Wow, understatement of the century! A nervous smile twitched at the corner of her mouth. “Really?” “Really,” I confirmed. “If Josh cancels then we’ll take him with us. He’d love it there. We could play on the beach, and they have a
“Momma,” A voice said quietly. What the hell? “Momma.” It suddenly dawned on me that I was at Ashley’s apartment and that her body was practically on top of mine. Her face was pressed into the crook of my neck, her arm and leg were slung over me – and damn, was it comfortable! She moved stiffly, and I glanced in the direction of the voice. I could barely see from the light of the alarm clock, but I could just make out DJ standing by the side of the bed, clutching Woody doll to his chest. “Hey, Baby, what’s up?” Ashley whispered, moving off me carefully. “I had a bad dream,” DJ answered, sniffing loudly. “Shush, Baby, Jace’s sleeping. What was your dream about?” Ashley whispered as she moved to sit on the side of the bed, rubbing her hand over her face. “Bad guys came in and got us,” DJ answered, as he started to cry again. “It’s okay, Baby, no bad guys will come in here, you don’t need to worry about that. Come on, let’s get you back to bed,” Ashley whi
“Momma, wake up,” I heard DJ say as he squeezed my hand. Grinning, I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him in the bed, yanking the duvet over our heads, making him giggle and thrash around as I tickled him. “Morning, Baby.” I yawned as he hugged me back. “I made you breakfast, Momma,” he chirped happily. I smiled. “Yeah? What did you make, pancakes and bacon?” I asked, playing along, holding my hand out for the pretend food. He laughed and pulled the cover off our heads. “No, we made eggs and I mades the toast.” My eyes flicked behind him and I jumped as I saw someone standing in the doorway. My mouth popped open in shock. I’d forgotten that Jace had stayed last night. I wasn’t used to waking up having someone else in the apartment at all. He smiled, probably at my shocked face, and I couldn’t help but smile back. Of their own accord, my eyes wandered down his body. Just the way his jeans hung so dangerously low, showing off all of the muscles to perfection
An hour later I was dressed and had just finished packing up DJ’s overnight bag. Jace and DJ were stretched out on the floor of the lounge, a big box of Lego tipped out all over the place as they made some model together. DJ was watching Jace intently; he seemed to be copying his every movement – if Jace crossed his ankles or scratched his head, then DJ did it too. I was pretty sure Jace had no idea DJ was mimicking him. I couldn’t look away. It was probably the sweetest, most adorable thing I’d ever seen in my life. My eyes took in everything, the way Jace’s clothes clung to him in all the right places, the way his muscles flexed as he moved and added another piece. The puzzled look on his face as they searched for the block they wanted. How he laughed and bumped my son’s shoulder with his when DJ had said that the model looked like a house, when apparently they were making a car. Then I took in DJ as he looked at Jace, his grin, the twinkle to his eyes as he laughed. The
DJ skipped back into the room, smiling, with his bag on his back. I wiped my face quickly before picking him up and putting on a fake smile so he wouldn’t know anything was wrong. “Momma, why are you crying?” he asked, looking at me worriedly. I laughed and rolled my eyes. “I’m being silly. I’m just gonna miss you, that’s all,” I lied smoothly. He hugged me tightly. “I won’t go then, if you’re sad.” I smiled at how sweet he was, and rubbed his back. “I’m fine, DJ. You have to go because otherwise your daddy will be upset. And Nanna Juliet, she'll be sad too if you don’t go there to see her.” He smiled but still looked a little worried. “Yeah, I know. I’ll bring you back a cake from Nanna Juliet’s,” he said before turning to Josh. “We will be baking cakes at Nanna’s, won’t we, Daddy?” Josh nodded. “Probably, Buddy, she loves to bake cakes with you.” I kissed his cheek and set him down on his feet, avoiding eye contact with Josh so I wouldn’t get angry an