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Addison couldn’t help but chuckle at that. Ricky had her ex pegged. He would absolutely bitch that her husband had searched him out and yelled at him. It wouldn’t help sway her, not at all, but Brady was petty enough to try to get Ricky into trouble. As if.
“Your time with the girls go okay?” he asked.
Addison nodded, more than ready to change the subject. “Yeah.”
“Everything good with Josie? She and Blink left pretty fast.”
Addison smiled at her husband. “We were talking about babies. And making babies. And how cool it would be if our kids were all around the same age and could grow up together. Josie thought it was a great idea, and since Maggie has a head start on all of us…” She let her voice trail off.
Ricky smiled, and Addison could feel his cock growing against her belly. “So she took her man home to have wild monkey baby-making sex.”
Addison laughed. “Pretty much.”
“Kevlar?” Ricky called without pulling away from his wife.
“Yeah?” his teammate yelled back.
“Can you bring the kids home in a couple hours?”
“Ricky!” Addison exclaimed, trying to untangle herself from him. But he wouldn’t loosen his arms.
“Sure. You good?”
“We’re good. Just have some stuff to do at home that we can’t manage with little people underfoot.”
“Understood. The same stuff Blink and Josie suddenly remembered they had to do, huh? Sure thing.”
Addison could feel that her face was bright red. But she couldn’t deny that the idea of a few hours alone in the house with Ricky was too appealing to pass up. They always had to be sure to be quiet so as not to wake the kids.
“Appreciate it,” Ricky said, pulling Addison toward the front door.
“Wait! We need to say bye to the kids. Tell them what’s happening.”
“Kevlar and the others will let them know.”
“Ricky!” she protested, letting him pull her out the door anyway.
She was laughing by the time they got to his car. He practically threw her inside before slamming the door and jogging around to the driver’s side. “Time’s a ticking,” he told her.
Licking her lips in anticipation, Addison felt like a naughty teenager. She reached out and put her hand on his thigh, moving it up until she was cupping his cock. “I’ve never sucked a man off in a car before,” she said suggestively.
“Fuck, woman. One, as much as I’d love for you to go down on me right here and now, you’d have to undo your seat belt, which is a hard no for me. Two…there’s no way I’d be able to control this car and come down your throat at the same time. Three…if you want a baby, down your throat isnotwhere I need to orgasm. Hold that thought, sweetheart. We’ll be home in less than ten minutes.”
“Ricky?”
“Yeah?”
“Make it eight.”
She felt the car accelerate and smiled in satisfaction and anticipation.
* * *
“Fuck her!”
Brady was done. Done playing the role of doting father. Done trying to sweet talk his daughter. Fucking teenagers and their one-word answers. He’d made the right decision twelve years ago to walk away without a backward glance. He should’ve known taking a job back here in Riverton would eventually bring him face-to-face with his annoying fucking ex.
And seeing Addison again had made it impossible to avoid his daughter. At first, he’d actually had the fantasy that he’d meet Ellory and they’d get along great. That he’d easily charm her and she’d be thrilled to have a relationship with such a cool dad. But that idea died after their first meeting. The girl was exactly like her mom, just as uptight and annoying. Not to mention that disgusting disease. No smart man would deal with that shit—literally—for the rest of his life.
