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Walking over to the sink, I quickly rinse my face off then grab a bottle of water from the counter.
“I’m perfectly fine,” Eden growls before pushing herself off the table.
But she isn’t fine. Her knees wobble and she has to put a hand against the table to keep her balance.
“Drink some water, Eden,” I say and place the bottle of water next to her.
Then I head out of the kitchen.
Bellowing in the most chipper of tones, I sing to Abel, “Your father comes to you, my dear son!”
I hear a giggle coming from the playpen. Standing up, holding the rails, Abel beams a truly cherubic smile at me.
Sweeping down to grab him, I swing him in a small circle so that he lands gently on my arm with his arm resting on my shoulder.
“Let’s go look at Daddy’s new bike,” I say and kiss his cheek.
Abel tugs lightly at my shirt collar as we move, and I know what he wants. He wants to look at my tattoos again. He’s as drawn to them as I am.
Last night at bedtime, I was shirtless and he kept tracing his tiny fingers over them. It was like he was trying to figure out how I got them on my skin.
Perhaps one day I’ll tell him.
* * *
It’s almostsix in the morning this time when my phone rings.
All has been quiet in the house and in my brain.
Eden stirs beside me and slowly lifts her head, her eyes narrowing at the hostile ringtone.
There’s only one person in my contacts who has their very own special ringtone. It’s the opening guitar riffs toHells Bellsby AC/DC.
Pushing the connect button, I say, “What is it, Coss?”
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Eden
Noticing me watching him, Jude reaches over with his free hand and grabs me.
Yanking me closer to him.
Dammit, I should have kept my eyes closed and just listened to his call. Now that he knows I’m awake, there’s no reason for him to keep his hands off me.
“I’ll be there in thirty minutes,” Jude says and sets his phone to the side.
I relax in his hold, relieved that he’s leaving. Thinking he won’t have time to molest me.
The last few days have been a total mindfuck and I could use a break.
Between Jude fucking me silly, fucking me like I’m a drug he can’t get enough of, and trying to come to terms with my new living situation, I’ve been a bit of a mess.
One minute, I’m fine with everything.
Fine with the way he dotes and loves on Abel.
Fine with the way he fucking worships me like I’m some kind of goddess.
