Page 113 of Tangled Emotions

We finished our game as the boys came back and it was easy to see they were running low on energy.

“You boys ready to head home?”

“We gotta wait for our dad.” Alex shrugged.

“Nope. We’re taking you home.” I hugged Matthew. “Already worked it out.”

“Cool! Can we get ice cream?” Matt bounced with less energy than when the night started.

“Of course. Can’t end a night out without some treat.” Frank winked at the boys.

We made our way outside to the SUV and after we all were belted in; he drove us to an ice cream place that had a drive through. Once the boys were busy with that, I gave him directions to Greg and Lori’s house.

There’s very little discussion happening while we all ate our treats. When Frank pulled up at their house, the boys high fivehim and got out, running up to their door where their mom let them inside.

Frank made his way to my apartment and followed us inside, where Matt headed straight for his Legos.

“Shower first then you can play.”

“Can we watch a movie when I get out?”

I looked over at Frank, and he plopped down on the couch. “I’m good with it.”

Nodding at Matt, he whooped and went to do his thing.

“Hey, Edie?”

“Yeah?”

He motioned me over with his finger.

I sauntered over to him, sat beside him, and whispered in his ear. “Turns out I do come when you finger me.”

Frank pulled me into his lap, then captured my lips in a demanding kiss. I ran my fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp.

We made out like horny teenagers until we heard the shower cut off. I moved to sit beside him, and he smiled at me.

“Your lips are puffy.”

“And?” I reached over and cupped his erection. “Your dick’s puffy.”

“Do we have snacks?” Matt yelled as he came into the living room, dripping wet, trying to put his shirt on.

Frank let out a rich husky chuckle. “Dude, did you dry off?”

“Uh-huh.” The head in the shirt nodded. “I swear I did, Doc.”

“I’ll get the popcorn and cupcakes.”

Matthew sat beside me, taking the middle of the couch to be between us, and hit play on the DVD player.

“It’s the Lego Ninjago movie.” He smiled. “You haven’t seen it yet have you?”

“I have not.” Frank stretched his arm out along the back of the couch, and I did the same so we’re touching.

Halfway through the movie, Matt’s head ends up leaning against Frank’s ribs and he snored lightly.

“I’ll wake him and tuck him in.” I moved, but Frank stopped me.

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