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I’m relieved. You sure Addie is okay with you tonight? Hilary should be off in a few hours and will come get her asap.
Crew. I know we still need to talk, but Addie is great. We’re having a blast, actually. I’ve already introduced her to the life-changing music that is Jewel.
Suburban Daddy
Haven’t heard that name in forever. Better than the shit King teaches her. Yesterday was Bow Wow blasting in her room.
Ah. I remember discovering my love for new genres. Akon’s music was my life’s anthem.
Suburban Daddy
Not you too…I’m not sure this thing between us will work…
Har Har. We know that isn’t true. You’d miss my tits too much.
Suburban Daddy
What gave that away?
Hickeys. The answer is hickeys. All over my once pure tits.
Suburban Daddy
I defiled you.
That he did.
It’s been two weeks since the night Crew showed up at my house and fucked me ten ways to Sunday.
We still haven’t completely talked about what us being together looks like, and I’m antsy over it. He may have proclaimed he was never letting me go during sex, but I want to make sure the same is still true when he’s not horny and looking at me naked.
I’ve quickly learned how little private time parents get to themselves when they have children. It’s been a bit challenging, given our new… situation. Between both of our schedules, any moments of alone time we’ve had have involved sneaking away and giving in to our need for each other.
Again and again.
Itfeelslike we’re together. And Iwantto be together, but are weactuallytogether? That’s the burning question.
At the home game following that first night, one look at Tenley and Gus told me everything I needed to know. They were behind it all and proud to see Crew finally make a move.
That makes three of us.
Right now, however, Crew is currently in Tampa for an away game series, and while it’s usually Hilary’s week with Addie, she has to work late tonight. Vanna is visiting family in Cuba for the month, leaving me the only option.
And by only option, I mean likely the first person to jump at the opportunity to hang out with Addie. Crew didn’t ask—he didn’t need to. I’ve been dying to spend some one-on-one time with the little city queen, and now is my chance.
I was afraid at first he might say no, given I’ve never kept her on my own, but he had zero hesitation. Hilary, too. I’ve come to really respect their relationship as co-parents together, always clueing each other in before making a decision that affectstheirdaughter.
I’m also lowkey obsessed with Hilary and truly feel like I’ve earned myself a really great friend. A really great friend who also happens to love hot yoga and stuffing our faces together afterwards.
It’s balance.
Which leads me to tonight. Hilary texted me earlier saying she would be here around nine when she gets off, and it’scurrently six fifteen, leaving Addie and me two hours and forty-five minutes left of fun.
We’ve already painted our nails—a wide variety of neon colors on each finger. Her choice.
We baked cookies and used them to make ice cream cookie sandwiches. Pretty sure I changed her life with that one.
We spent an hour chasing Shakespeare around the house. Addie thought it was his way of playing tag, but really, the dude was overstimulated and trying to get away. He’s slow to warm up with people, especially kids who wear terror like a crown.
