“It is,” he agreed, thinking that this had been one of the best days he’d spent in a while. Having sex with Gwen was amazing, but just spending leisure time with her also felt so damned right. “So,” he added, “I know you went to college in South Carolina and that you have a sister who bought you a zoo membership but tell me more. Does your family live near here?”

Gwen stretched lazily against him and he tried to block out the fact that she wasn’t wearing panties beneath her jeans. He wanted to enjoy this time with her without having his cock digging into her ass. There would be plenty of time for that later.

“My family lives in Columbia, which I’m sure you know is a couple of hours from here. My dad has his own landscaping business, and my mom handles his bookwork. My sister, Wendy, is married but has no children yet. She teaches the fifth grade and her husband, Peter, also works at the same school.”

“Hmmm, I’m sensing a pattern here,” Dominic mused. “If you follow in your family’s footsteps, you’ll be marrying someone that you work with.”

He had felt her tense against him for a split second before she relaxed. “Well, my immediate supervisor is kinda cute.” Now he was the one tensing until she added, “I wonder how he feels about having two wives.”

As she giggled against him, he started tickling her, which led to other things . . . Before he knew it, she was lying under him, and he was sipping from her plump lips. Things were beginning to get out of hand when he heard a voice that was as effective as a cold shower. “Mommy, is he putting a baby in Gwen’s tummy?”

He jerked away from Gwen and sprang to his feet so quickly that he overbalanced and crashed backward. “Holy fu— fudge,” he corrected at the last moment as he looked up into the curious eyes of Maddy, Megan, and Shannon.

While they were staring at him, Gwen made her way to her feet, zipping her jacket discreetly. “Hey, guys, what are you doing here?”

“Mommy said she needed to get out of the house before she tore all of her hair out,” Maddy said matter-of-factly.

Megan fingered her own hair before looking at Gwen in confusion. “Why would she want to pull her hair out? Do you think it’s because Cameron keeps playing with it?”

When the adults looked around awkwardly without answering, Maddy spoke up. “I think that it’s ’cause he made her scream last night. I was in my bed and she yelled ‘don’t stop.’ He must not have listened the first time, though, because she kept saying it. Doesn’t he know that Mommy doesn’t like to repeat herself?”

“Oh, my God,” Shannon moaned, looking horrified. “Maddy!”

Gwen walked over to put her arm around a rattled Shannon. Dominic heard her asking the other woman under her breath, “Who is Cameron?”

As Maddy and Megan walked a few feet away to chase a butterfly, Shannon said, “Cameron is a doctor I work with. We’ve been having dinner together some nights at work, and he came over last night. I should never have—I thought the girls were asleep.”

Dominic was trying hard not to listen to the conversation between the two women. He knew Shannon was probably embarrassed enough by now. When he felt a tug on his jacket he looked down to find Maddy staring up at him. “Do you play with Gwen’s hair, too?”

The question was innocent enough, but he knew this was a train heading off the tracks. He should have run when he had the chance. “Er . . . sure. There’s nothing wrong with that.”

Maddy, ever persistent, continued her interrogation. “Is that why you were lying on top of her? Did you have to get close ’cause you thought she had something in her hair?” Shit, if this kid didn’t grow up to be a lawyer, she was missing her true calling.

He had no idea that Megan had been following their conversation until she suddenly popped up next to him, saying, “I bet she’s got lice. Caroline’s little brother, Bastard, had that. It’s when you have bugs crawling around in your hair and you gotta get a special brush and shampoo to get them out.”

Dominic was trying very hard not to laugh. Surely, there wasn’t a kid named Bastard out there. “I don’t think Gwen has lice,” he tried to assure the girls. “She was just cold, and I was warming her up.” Maybe it wasn’t a great excuse, but that’s the best he could come up with on the fly.

Wrinkling her nose, Megan asked, “Are you sure? ’Cause Bastard didn’t know he had bugs, but he couldn’t stop itching.”

Gwen’s burst of laughter clued him into the fact that she’d overheard Megan’s statement. Shannon looked at her daughter, shaking her head. “Megan, I’ve told you that his name is Baxter.”

“No, I think it’s Bastard, Mommy,” Maddy added, “just like Daddy’s other name.”

Dominic tried, he really did, but he couldn’t keep it in any longer. He took a few steps away and bent over laughing. These girls were all kinds of crazy, and it should scare the hell out of him to think that he could have one anytime soon. Megan poked him in the side and asked, “Do you gotta go potty? The bathroom’s over there.”

After that, Shannon was more than ready to get the girls out of there before they embarrassed her any further. Dominic thought he’d heard it all from his nephews, but Megan and Maddy could teach them a few things. God help the world if those four ever got together. Gwen walked up to him as he stood grinning and slid an arm around his waist. “Is it wrong that I’m still a little turned on from earlier?” she whispered against his neck.