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“Fine. Can we play yet? You said we could.”

Rhett’s eyes flicker to the corner of his laptop from behind the blue-light-blocking glasses he wears when he works on any screen. He doesn’t need them for vision. As with most top-tier athletes, his vision is better than twenty-twenty, but they protect his eyes from screen rays or something. I’m glad for them. He looks fucking sexy in them.

“Get me your timer. I’m going to set it for thirty minutes. Then you’ll know and you can let me get this done.”

“Awesome!” Theo’s feet are heavy as he sprints across the house.

My heart swells in the weirdest way. I liked that little scene too much. I don’t even want kids, but if I did, that’s what I’d want their other dad to be like. Strict, firm, but willing to have fun.

I head to the fridge and pull out a bottle of sparkling water and Rhett snaps his head in my direction, leering at me. I take a long drink before I set the bottle on the counter. “What are you up to?” he asks.

Guess he caught the mischief in my eyes. “I’m going to do the most epic prank reveal in history. Where’s Jack?”

“Upstairs with Stanley and Casey. Come here, first.”

“Okay,” I say, stepping toward him. “But I’m dirty.”

“I love that you’re a hot, grease-stained mechanic.” Yanking me by the wrist, he shows me where he wants me and that’s in his lap, straddling him.

His hardness presses into the one quickly growing under my coveralls. He crushes his lips to mine with a kiss that sets my heart on fire and then he smacks my ass. “Behave for me but misbehave for everyone else.”

“Yeah, baby.”

I kiss him again, but then climb off his lap, knowing how much that “baby” will turn him on and tease the fuck out of him.

Jack’s changing Stanley’s diaper while Casey moans from his demoralized slump in the rocking chair. He’s full on hiding out here now. He asked Jack and Merc to ban him from leaving to fuck Sutter, which I know he instantly regretted with how much he wants to fuck Sutter.

“Do you know what he did?” Casey says.

“No. What did he do?” Jack buttons Stanley’s onesie and then lifts him to kiss his tiny nose.

“He told everyone in the league not to touch me because I’m ‘his bitch’, and while I, unfortunately, found that derogatory remark hot, he then proceeded to tell me that he’ll text me when he thinks I’ve behaved well enough to earn his dick back.”

“Oh, Mother of God, my ears,” I say.

“That’s what you get for walking in unannounced, kid,” Casey says.

Jack laughs at us. “I dunno. I find all of that hot. I love behaving for cock and being owned.”

Yeah, I unfortunately know that all too well. You have to be careful of the rooms you walk into when the kids aren’t around.

“When it’s consensual, yeah,” Casey says.

“Isn’t it? If you don’t want it, you say no and walk the hell away,” Jack points out.

“Okay, fine. I fucking like it, but he’s still a dick.”

“Sutter will always be a dick,” Jack agrees. “What’s up, Lo?”

“Today’s the day,” I tell him and let the sparkle in my eyes speak for me.

“Prank-reveal day,” he says.

“Hell, yeah,” Casey hoots, punching the air.

“Thought you were going to wait for the camping trip?” Jack asks.

That reminds me. I haven’t added those dates into the calendar yet. I’m hoping Rhett will come too. “This is better. I promise.” I tell them where he’s gone and what I’m going to do. They all want to be outside with literal popcorn to see his face.

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