Fifty-Three
Charlie
Six Weeks Later
“You should know betterby now,” I teased Keith as he rolled his head back on his shoulders and sighed after Jo whooped his ass again.“She cheats.She denies it, but I have yet to win a game of poker when she plays.”
“I don’t cheat,” Jo said while rolling her eyes.“I’m just a better player than you guys.”
“I’ll have you know that I am a fantastic poker player,” Keith objected.“So I agree with Charlie—you cheat.”
“You would know if I cheated,” Jo countered.
“Would we?”I asked, narrowing my eyes at her as Ashley bounced Molly on her chest to try to get her to burp.“Because I can’t imagine acheaterwould make it obvious that they were cheating.”
“You’re just upset because you never win.”Jo stuck her tongue out at me as she gathered the cards from the table and shuffled the deck.
“Hey, I win when I play against Axel,” I said, smiling as he sat down beside me.
“That’s because we play strip poker and I let you win.”
My cheeks flushed with heat as I smacked his chest.
“Youdid notjust say that,” I hissed.“And you don’t let me win!I win because I’m good.”
“Can’t we just say that weboth win?”Axel suggested as he wiggled his eyebrows.
I shook my head, not able to argue with him when he looked so adorable.
“No one wants to hear about your sex life,” Jo muttered to Axel as she shuffled the cards one last time before dealing them.
“Then I guess we should take this party upstairs,” he replied, locking his hand with mine under the table.“We have plenty of people wanting some Molly cuddles today...”
“You cannot just advertise that we’re going to go have sex!”I whispered, trying to keep my voice as quiet as possible.
“I agree with her,” Jo said with a shake of her head.“But, in all fairness, it’s not like you guys have all the time in the world for adult time.So, I don’t know, if you guys needed togo work on laundryfor an hour or so, I would be more than happy to watch my niece.”
“We’re actually all caught up on laun—” I started, but then stopped when I got it.
“Yes, we need to do laundry.I’m ready to put some starch in your—”
I pressed my fingers to his lips to stop him from talking.
“That’s enough out of you,” I said with a laugh.“But we do need to build the crib since little Miss Independent over there is already getting too strong to trust her in that bassinet.”
Axel nodded his head and then stood up at the same time I did.
“Safety always comes first,” he announced, pulling his chest back like Superman.
“Does that mean my new nickname issafety?”I teased quietly in his ear so only he could hear.
He didn’t say anything.He just slapped my ass and then tossed me over his shoulder and carried me upstairs before closing and locking the door.
Neither of us spoke as we began stripping off our clothes.We made every opportunity we could to explore each other’s bodies, but it was hard to find the time with a baby constantly in the room with us.Thankfully, we had a wonderful support system with friends who helped out and gave us some alone time so we could strengthen our connection to each other.
Axel crossed the room, stroking his cock as his eyes slowly trailed up and down my naked body.I gave up on being self-conscious around him because even though I was still carrying some weight from the pregnancy and my body hadn’t bounced back the way I thought it would, Axel didn’t seem to mind at all.The things I liked least about my body were the things he liked best.
I wrapped my arms around his neck the second he was close enough, bringing my lips over his.His hands dipped down my waist and grabbed my ass, giving it a nice, hard squeeze that sent an ache through me.