I blushed and then peeked over at Angel scared that he might notice. His attention was also on Z, and the angry scowl made me look away. That did me no good since my gaze landed in his lap. My pussy wept at the subtle tent in his sweats and the thick length stretching along his thigh. His size made me curious.
In a perfect world if I could let him fuck me… would he even fit?
Suddenly, my pussy had a pulse.
It was shamelessly seeking out the feeling of him inside me even though I didn’t want it.
Right?
Thirty minutes into the movie, Z and Lucas were arguing the merits of purging. That was when I heard him cry. My body tensed along with everyone else in the room, Z and Lucas’s debate forgotten.
Instinctively, I rose to see to him until Angel’s grasp on my wrist reminded me that it wasn’t allowed.
“Let me go,” I gritted. “I need to see to him.”
“That’s not what we discussed.”
“You discussed. I wasn’t given a choice.”
“Sit down, Mian.” When I hesitated, he squeezed my wrist until I cried out. I didn’t give in, though. I couldn’t. Caylen’s cries grew more intense as we stared into each other’s eyes. His were screaming to obey, and mine were screaming to understand.
My knees buckled when I couldn’t take the sound of his distress any longer, and I collapsed to the floor with my knees pressed into my chest. Angel stood, so I braced for a fight. He surprised me when he stepped around me and left the room. Minutes later, Caylen’s cries could no longer be heard, but it didn’t lessen my urge to go to him. One quick glance at Lucas and Z told me they wouldn’t hesitate to stop me.
When Angel reappeared, the t-shirt he was wearing before was gone. “Where’s your shirt?”
“He threw up on it after I burped him.”
“ You fed him?”
“Yeah.”
“You have experience feeding infants?”
“Doesn’t require a degree to figure out how to feed a baby.”
“But apparently you fed him too much if he threw up on you.”
“I fed him until he stopped reaching for the bottle, Mian. It’s not my fault his eyes are bigger than his stomach.”
“So now you’re calling my baby fat?”
“What I’m saying is that he has a healthy appetite and that his mother is a lunatic.”
“Oh, right. You kidnap a mother and child and keep them apart, yet I’m the lunatic.”
He had the nerve to shrug his shoulders. “Just calling it like I see it.”
I started to curse him out when I heard, “You two fight like you’re already married.” Z grinned from his position on the floor.
“Pardon?”
“Cut it,” Angel warned.
Z shrugged his shoulders and lay back down. The movie resumed, and everyone returned their attention to the screen, but my mind was still racing.
“Was he feeling okay?” I whispered. “Did he feel too warm or fussy?”
“He’s good, Mian. He was just hungry, and now he’s asleep.”
“You sure he’s asleep? Because he’s not like most babies. He won’t fall right to sleep. It—”
“I know.” Finally, he turned his full attention on me, and I was struck by the warm brown of his gaze. There was no trace of irritation in them, though his tone didn’t change when he said, “He didn’t fall asleep right away, so I rocked him, and that was it.”
“Oh… Thank you.”
He didn’t bother to reply and turned his attention back to the television.
“I think her baby did a Jedi mind trick on you,” Lucas said after a few moments of tense silence.
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“Well,” he shrugged with a grin, “he’s got you playing Daddy, and you’re none the wiser of who his father even is.”
Angel’s jaw clenched while Lucas and Z laughed at his expense. These were one of the moments when I believed it was wise to keep quiet. The last thing I wanted to do was discuss Caylen’s father.
The movie played, and I pretended not to notice Angel’s stare .
*
“ So you’re a mother… How did that happen?” Angel had me brought to him the next day. I watched him sit confident and strong behind his father’s desk, unbroken by the decisions of our fathers.
“Oh, you know… the natural way. If you want to know the positions we used—”
“You still haven’t learned a damn thing, have you?”
“Such as?”
“Your mouth will get you in trouble.”
“Sorry. I’m not much of an actor.”
“You had no trouble pretending you wanted Lucas and Z’s cocks last night.”
I quirked an eyebrow and smirked. “Who said I was pretending?”
“Would you like to fuck them?” he asked quietly. He was calling my bluff.
“I wouldn’t want you to be jealous.” I winked.
He stared at me for a beat and then closed his eyes. When he opened them again, I wasn’t prepared for the heat within them. “I’m going to ask you again, and this time, I want you to think about what comes from your mouth. If I don’t like it, I’m going to walk to the other side of this desk and do something to it. Are we clear?”
I nodded.
“How. Did. Caylen. Happen?”
“I went on a date with a college frat, decided to give it up on the first date, it didn’t go as well as I liked so I decided not to continue our relationship. Does that satisfy your question?”