“He had a few things to do this afternoon, but he’ll be here soon,” Bobby answers, picking up Zane and heading into the kitchen.
I follow him in, watching him grab a box of cereal and a bowl from the cabinet.
“You and I are going to have so much fun tonight. Maybe we can call a few chicks over. You want me to call your hot babysitter over for you?” Bobby looks at Zane and lifts an eyebrow in question.
“Puppy?” Zane asks.
“Yeah, you can bring puppy,” Bobby answers, smirking. “The chicks will love him,” he continues, his tone serious.
I laugh. “Did you seriously just ask my son that?” Bobby’s head whips up as if he didn’t realize I had followed him into the kitchen. “And why would you have him tonight?” I ask. Bobby’s face pales and he shrugs. I know that look; he’s up to something.
“What are you up to?” I interrogate.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Bobby clips, avoiding looking at me.
“Uh-huh, where is Shadow?” I continue to question. I suddenly smile, remembering today is Valentine’s Day.
I light up excitedly and walk up to Bobby.
“Shadow is out getting me something for Valentine’s Day, isn’t he?” Bobby’s face twists and he raises an eyebrow like I’m crazy, but I can see right through his act.
“What? No, that’s ridiculous,” Bobby snorts. I laugh and reach for a bowl from the cabinet.
“If you say so,” I continue. I am thrilled he will watch Zane for me; now I can definitely wear what I got Shadow for Valentine’s Day. Hopefully, nothing from the club will interfere.
“No plans for Valentine’s Day then?” I question. I know he has it bad for Doc, and I know she wants him just as much, but neither of them will admit it. Bobby is too stubborn to commit to a relationship, and Doc has some serious issues going on keeping her from a relationship, as well. So they are just fuck buddies as far as I know.
“Nope,” he remarks quickly.
I sigh and shake my head. One of these days, they will both get over whatever is keeping them apart.
After breakfast which we ate at noon, I take Zane back to the room and begin to lay him down for a nap. He was a little fussy over breakfast; I bet Bobby let him stay up late. Bobby is a great uncle; I’m surprised how good he is with Zane. But when it comes to rules Bobby has none, which Zane loves.
Zane climbs onto the bed and pats the pillow next to him, wanting me to lie down next to him. He rolls over on his back and starts babbling, playing with his feet. I slowly climb onto the bed, and lay on my side.
Zane rolls over onto his stomach and grabs a strand of my hair, twirling it, and I reach over and start patting his back, hoping it will soothe him to sleep.
***
“Wake up, Firefly.” I open my eyes and see Zane sleeping on his pillow, his mouth parted with slobber slipping out.
“Firefly,” is whispered in my ear, causing my body to spike with desire at the familiar voice. I slowly turn over and see Shadow standing next to the bed looking down at me, his dark shirt hugging his torso tightly with his leather cut over it. I lick my lips at how delicious he looks and my clit throbs, making me realize just how horny I am.
“Where have you been?” I ask, trying to sit up.
“Get your things; I’m taking you somewhere for the night,” Shadow whispers, ignoring my question. He grabs my hand gently and helps me climb off the bed.
“What should I wear? I don’t have much here,” I respond half-asleep.
“What you have on is fine,” he answers, smacking my ass as he lifts me off the bed. I giggle and swat his hand away before he causes me to wake up Zane.
As soon as my feet hit the floor, my head swims and my heart races. I close my eyes and clench Shadow’s hand, trying to steady myself.
“What is it, babe? Are you okay?” he questions frantically.
I nod and take a calming breath.
“Little girl is just running out of room,” I answer.
“Maybe we should go to the hospital?” Shadow suggests, looking me over with worried eyes. When I was pregnant with Zane, he was just as nerve-wracking, over-protective, and don’t get me started on the delivery process—he was a mad man.
“No, I’m in my last trimester; things are going to be uncomfortable,” I assure him, stretching my arms out from their sleepy state.