Page 14 of Trick or Treat

“This phone your brother has is a secret. Can you keep a secret?”

“Yes.”

“You cannot tell your mom that Keegan has this phone.”

“Why?” she frowned.

“I’m giving him this phone so that if your mom ever leaves the two of you at home alone again, he can call me and I’ll come get you guys. Understand?”

“Yes.” She looked down, not meeting his eyes. “I was scared.”

He reached over and pulled her into his lap. “I’m sorry you were scared, but that’s why we can’t tell Mommy. Can you keep this a secret?”

“Yes, Daddy.” He kissed the top of her head and gave her a hug. “Okay, guys, time to get a bath and watch a movie and then bedtime. What are we watching tonight, Keegan?” Last time Reagan got to pick and they’d had to sit throughFrozen. Again. He loved his baby girl, but Trick could only watch so many princess movies in one weekend.

He took Reagan into the bathroom and started the tub. Kneeling next to it, he helped her get her clothes off, then picked her up and put her in the tub. She had a couple of Barbies she liked to play with in there, but tonight he just wanted to get her clean and get to the movie. He was beat. Although he got to sleep until 10:00 this morning, he’d only gotten maybe five hours of sleep and he was tired. One side of his mouth kicked up at the memory of how he lost all those hours of sleep.

Once he shampooed and rinsed Reagan’s hair, he got her out and dried her off. He let the water drain out, grabbed her Cinderella nightgown and slipped it over her head. He started the water again, checking the temperature, then grabbed a comb and some detangle spray and headed toward the living room. “You’re up, Keeg. Don’t let the tub get too full.”

“’Kay, Dad.”

He stood Reagan between his legs, sprayed some detangler on her hair and began combing out the tangles. Once he was satisfied with his handy work, he tossed her on the couch and earned a belly laugh from her. He went to check to see how things were going with Keegan and found the water was shut off and he was in the process of washing his hair. He had tons of suds everywhere. “How much shampoo did you use?”

“Uh, I don’t know. I started to pour it and the lid came off. I didn’t know what to do with it so I used it.” It made perfect sense to Keegan.

“I think you’re going to need a little help getting that all that rinsed out.” He eased off the door frame, knelt next to the tub and helped him rinse his hair. It took several minutes to get it all out, but they finally managed. “Okay, let the water out, get dressed and meet us in the living room.”

Keegan got dressed and picked the movie while Trick made the popcorn. He settled on the couch with a kid on each side of him so they could both get to the bowl. Halfway throughThe Avengers, Reagan passed out. She was sitting with her legs folded beneath her, one hand in the popcorn bowl and the other limp in her lap. Her head had dropped back on the couch and her mouth was hanging open.

“Keegan,” he elbowed his son. “Grab my phone off the table there and get a picture of your sister.”

He snickered and did as his dad asked. “I even got a close up of her with her mouth open.” He handed the phone to his dad.

Trick checked the pictures and sure enough, Keegan had zoomed in. He loved these pictures of his kids. He thought they were the most adorable pictures he had when he caught them just being themselves. Sure, he liked it when they were hamming it up, but these spur of the moment pictures were his favorite. Plus, it gave him dirt on his kids for when they started dating and he needed to blackmail them.

He handed the phone back to Keegan so he could gather his girl up and carry her to bed. He pulled the covers back with one hand, then gently laid her down. Pulling the covers up to her shoulders, he leaned down and kissed her head. His heart swelled like it did every time he looked at his kids.

They may have both been accidents, but he couldn’t imagine his life without them. If he could go back in time, he wouldn’t change a thing. Even the having to deal with a crazy ex like Michelle part. He couldn’t completely hate her because she’d given him the two most precious gifts he’d ever been blessed with. Taking one last look at his precious girl, he pulled the door almost closed then went back to the couch to finish his movie with Keegan.

4

What the hell was that noise? Whatever it was was ruining a perfectly hot dream he was having about Lindsey, Cami’s friend. Fuck, the woman had felt amazing. He wouldn’t mind seeing her again.

There it was again. The sound of his alarm finally penetrated his sleep deprived brain. He jolted up in bed, checked the time and swore. “Shit!” It was 7:00 a.m. and today was Keegan’s first day of school. He shut off the alarm and threw the covers back. He still needed to get the kids up, get them fed, make sure his son had everything he needed and get them dropped off in time. Being late on the first day would devastate his son. He also needed to drop Reagan at daycare before he met with the new lawyer.

He made a quick trip to the bathroom and had to will his hard cock to go down so he could piss. Damn, that dream about Lindsey had been so realistic. No wonder he woke with a hard-on. “Come on. Come on.” His dick didn’t want to cooperate so he had to start thinking about bad things, like Michelle and her leaving the kids home alone. Yep. That did it. Took the starch right out of his sail. He flushed the toilet and headed to the kids’ room.

He laid his hand on Keegan’s shoulder and gently shook him. “Keeg, it’s time to get up. It’s your first day of school.”

Keegan was a lot like Trick. He might come awake slowly, but once he was awake, he was ready to go. Reagan, on the other hand, it took her a little more to wake her up. She did it slowly and at her own pace. He gently shook his daughter. “Hey, little princess, rise and shine. I have to get your brother to school and drop you off at daycare.”

She rolled over and slowly sat up, her hair wild and hanging in her face. Her eyes were closed and her bottom lip was sticking out just enough to be cute. He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. Keegan was just coming out, yawning so huge, Trick thought he saw tonsils.

He set Reagan on her feet and told her to use the bathroom. He left her there to make sure Keegan picked something to wear that matched. Okay with his choice, he returned to his girl. He pulled some toilet paper off the roll and handed it to her. “Here. Wipe.”

She cracked her eye enough to take it from him, then reached down between her legs and wiped. Trick flushed the toilet and helped her up. He chuckled at how her head fell to his shoulder while he was bent and pulling her princess underwear up. He scooped her up, brought her to the kitchen and deposited her in her chair. He fixed her a bowl of cereal without milk because she tended to pick her cereal out of her bowl with her eyes closed. After he’d given her cereal with milk a few times, and witnessed her dumping it over, completely soaking herself, he just gave her dry cereal and set a glass of milk just out of her reach. She’d have to open her eyes to find it.

Keegan came in and took a seat at the table just as Trick was placing his bowl of cereal in front of him. His eyes were open, but not yet talkative.

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