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“What’s her-piss, Mama?” Lyra asked.
Remy shot Emma a look of disapproval. “It’s a disease, honey.”
Lyra’s face grew worried. “Is Uncle Bently gonna get sick again?”
Bently got up from the table and walked around to Lyra, taking her in his arms. “No, baby. Aunty Emma was making a joke. I’m not sick anymore. I’m all better, remember?”
Anymore?
“That’s not a funny joke,” Lyra said.
“I agree. How about this one? How do you get a tissue to dance?” Bently asked holding the growing girl in his arms.
“How?” she asked.
“You put a little boogie in it.”
Lyra giggled. “Your jokes are funny, Uncle Bently.”
“I know. Not everyone can be as awesome as me.” He set her back down between her parents before he stuck his tongue out at Emma, who slipped him the middle finger discreetly.
The table began their chatter as if nothing had happened. Everyone laughed and joked, seeming to be more aware of the little ears listening.
After lunch, Lyra convinced Mia to join the game of freeze tag. Mia squealed as Remy chased her, darting behind a tree. Two big arms grabbed her, pinning her to Andre’s chest.
“Let me go before she gets here!” Mia yelped.
“No way. I’m using you as my human shield,” Andre said, not loosening his grasp as she struggled.
“Cheater!”
He growled in her ear, “I believe you started the cheating that first day we raced. I told you I’d get you back.”
Remy ran around the tree, her arms outstretched. The moment Remy’s hand touched her was the same instant Andre let go.
“I got you both!” Remy yelled, pumping her fist in the air before running off.
Andre gave an exaggerated pout.
Mia smirked, out of breath. “That’s what you get for trying to break the rules.”
Andre wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against his body. He dragged her behind a large maple tree, his arousal poking her backside. “Maybe this is exactly what I wanted. It’s been fucking torture seeing you floating around this backyard wearing these tiny red shorts.” His hand squeezed her ass. “And don’t even get me started on this white tank top. All I want to do is—” He dipped his head and licked along her neck to between her breasts. She pressed against his chest as her own arousal seeped onto her panties.
“Stop. Someone is going to see us.” She turned her head to search the area for any witnesses—just foliage and green grass.
“Isn’t that what you wanted?” His voice deepened.
My fantasy.She squeezed her thighs together, sure that her panties were wet. “You’re insatiable.”
“If you hadn’t left my house in such a hurry this morning, maybe I’d be a little less needy now.” He traced her lips with his thumb.
“I see. So, it’s my fault?”
He shrugged. “Hey, you said it. Not me.”
She chuckled before leaning in and brushing her lips softly over his.
“Game over! I got everyone,” Remy announced, breaking their moment.
