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Boiler’s grin widened, a hint of mischief lighting up his eyes. “I could say the same about you, Tank. You’re something else.”
Blushing, heat spread through me that had nothing to do with our earlier activities. “I mean it. You make me feel...”
“Feel what?” he prompted, his fingers still tracing those soothing patterns on my skin.
“Alive,” I admitted, the word coming out with more emotion than I’d intended. “You make me feel alive, Boiler.”
His expression softened, his eyes searching mine. “That’s how you make me feel too, Tank. More alive than I’ve felt in years.”
And I was ready to burn for him, consequences be damned. We lay there in silence for a while, just holding each other, the room filled with the quiet sounds of our breathing. It was a moment of pure contentment, a rare and precious thing in the chaotic world we lived in.
Eventually, Boiler shifted, hauling me even closer to rest my head on his chest. “Stay with me tonight?” he asked, his voice all tender.
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t want this moment to end. And for the first time in a long time, I felt like I was in the right place.
For the first time in a long time, I felt like I could possibly let my guard down. “I didn’t expect this,” I whispered.
“Me neither,” he replied, his lips brushing against my forehead. “But I’m glad it happened.”
We drifted off to sleep, tangled in each other, the world outside forgotten.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I stirred, feeling the comforting weight of Boiler beside me. But then, the door burst open, and a small figure came charging in, full of energy.
“Daddy! Daddy! Wake up!”
I sat up, startled, and saw a little boy standing at the foot of the bed, his big blue eyes wide with curiosity. Pulling the sheet up around me I panicked.
Boiler groaned, rubbing his eyes. “Hey, buddy. What are you doing up so early?”
“I wanted to see you!” the boy exclaimed, climbing onto the bed and snuggling into his father’s arms.
Holy shit, I watched in stunned silence, realizing I knew nothing about Boiler’s life outside of the club. He had a crotch goblin. No, I checked myself. I couldn’t call him that. Boiler had a kid, a sweet, adorable kid, and I had no idea. The reality of it hit me hard, and I felt a pang of uncertainty.
Boiler looked over at me, a sheepish smile on his face. “Tank, this is my son, Max. Max, this is Tank. She’s a friend.”
Max looked at me with wide eyes, then smiled. “Hi, Tank!”
“Hi, Max,” I replied, trying to process everything while I was naked and full of his dad’s fluids. “Nice to meet you.”
Boiler sat up, helping Max off the bed. “Why don’t you go watch some cartoons, buddy? I’ll be out in a minute.”
“Okay!” Max hopped off and ran out of the room, leaving us in an awkward silence.
Boiler turned to me, his expression apologetic. “I’m sorry, Tank. I should have told you.”
I shook my head, still trying to wrap my mind around it. “It’s fine, Boiler. I just… didn’t expect it.”
“Yeah, I get it,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “Look, I know this is a lot to take in. But I want you to know, I really care about you.”
I looked into his eyes, seeing the sincerity there. Despite everything, I felt a warmth engulfing me, a glimmer of hope.
“This is a lot to handle,” I said honestly.
He nodded, reaching out to take my hand. “We’ll figure it out, Tank. Together.”
I squeezed his hand, feeling a surge of panic. “I’ve got to go.”
“No. Stay.”
