Once we got to the airport, Mom and Dad gave us goodbye hugs, wished us well, and begged for updates. Liam and I attracted attention as we walked through the halls, and quite a few people stopped to congratulate us. By the way they said it, you’d think we’d both won. Liam was gracious and at ease with his newfound fans. He was a natural at being a star. I knew he would be; it ran in the family.

Once we were boarded and resting in first class, compliments of the show, Liam closed his eyes. “I’m already exhausted,” he told me.

Shaking my head, I answered, “Better get used to it. It’s just going to get crazier.”

I texted Anna that I was on my way. She texted me back a picture of her chest. Jesus. This was going to be a long ass flight. As I debated quickly sending her a photo of my hard-on, I got a text from Chelsey. Reading it made me smile. Don’t forget…the dog may have lost everything, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t get it back. And remembering his loss made the next steak he ate ten times as savory. That’s the beauty of second chances. Don’t I know it.

Three hours later, I was walking into my new apartment. A modest two-bedroom place with the backside of a building as its only view. It was small. Pitifully small. But with Chelsey’s words ringing through my head, it felt massive. It felt like the largest, warmest, most wonderful place on earth…because my family was here.

Anna had given me a key before she’d left, and I let myself in. Hoping to surprise her, I tried to be as quiet as possible. Being stealthy had never been one of my specialties though, and I bumped and banged a few times as I ran into things. Anna didn’t come out to greet me, so I tiptoed down the hallway. Walking past the girls’ bedroom made me pause, and I peeked into their room to check on them. They were fast asleep in their beds. Onnika was holding a doll while she sucked on her thumb, and Gibson had Crock tight to her chest as she lightly snored. Like a trail of breadcrumb clues, evidence of everything they’d played with today covered their floor; there were dolls, teacups, books, stuffed animals, and building blocks everywhere. A pang went through me as I stared at the chaos. I’d missed a chunk of their childhood. Maybe it had been a small chunk, but I’d still missed it. Never again. I wouldn’t miss a second of my new baby’s life.

“I thought that was you I heard banging stuff.”

My surprise blown, I looked over at my wife as I shut my daughters’ door. She’d just come out of our bedroom…and she was wearing her work uniform. My jaw dropped as I took in the tight, bright orange shorty shorts, and the tank top that was just opaque enough that I could have seen her bra underneath it…if she’d been wearing one.

“Oh…holy…fuck…” I muttered.

Anna grinned as she played with a long lock of her hair. “Yeah, I figured you’ve missed this outfit.” She put her hands on her hips, turned to show me her ass, then slightly bent over in a Come fuck me pose. Goddamn…

I pointed to the room she’d just stepped out of. “I need to be inside you, right now.” Unzipping my pants, I started heading her way. She giggled, then took off into our room. I had my shoes kicked off and my pants around my ankles by the time I got to the door. When I stepped inside, I closed the door, flung my jeans away and ripped off my shirt.

Anna was lying on the bed, her hair fanned out around her. Her back was arched, her nipples were hard, and her legs were ceaselessly rubbing together; she had an ache just as profound as mine.

Giving my cock long, teasing strokes as I approached her, I murmured, “The Hulk will see you now…”

Chapter 28

Winners and Losers

Early in the morning, a couple of days later, I was tackled by two energetic little girls. Luckily I’d put some underwear on before falling asleep the night before. Anna and I had been making good use out of our daughter’s early bedtime by reconnecting between the sheets. I’d almost forgotten how horny being pregnant made my wife.

I let out a groaning laugh as Gibson jumped on me and Onnika crawled up my legs. Gibson’s cat, Kitty Sunshine, crawled up near my head and sat down with her ass almost in my face. “Good morning, Daddy!” Gibson, exclaimed, way too chipper for the early hour. Was the sun even up yet?

“Good morning, babe,” I grumbled. Reaching down, I started tickling her. Her laugher woke me up better than coffee. I’d missed this. I pulled Gibson into my arms then pulled Onnika up. Rotating my head back and forth, I gave each girl a tender kiss.

Anna was leaning against the doorframe, watching us. She was wearing casual lounge pants and the Douchebags band shirt I’d given to her the first time I’d met her. She’d blown me away that night with her beauty, her fun-loving spirit, her flirty nature…her amazing rack. There were so many things I loved about her that it was almost weird to me that I hadn’t been able to properly express it. Until now.

Gazing at her as I held my daughters close, I said, “I love these girls with all my heart, but you’re the best thing in my life. I’d be lost without you.” Thinking of the weeks we were apart, I frowned. “I was lost without you. Let’s never do that again, okay? Sink or swim, we make our fate together.”

The smile Anna gave me was so warm, I felt the heat from it all the way in my toes. “I like that plan. Us being together, being a team, it’s all I’ve ever wanted.” Walking over to us, she sat down on the bed and put a hand on my chest. “You’re my best friend.”