Page 67 of Saving You

He seemed to know the exact moment Oz couldn’t take it anymore, and he always gave in right before Oz tipped from frustrated to angry. And the orgasms were so fucking much better that way. They hadn’t done more than fingering yet, but Oz was planning to bring it up to Ridge that weekend. He had a rare Saturday and Sunday off, and he arranged for Ina to be at Adele’s house since he was having baby fever cravings, and Gage was home to help babysit.

Oz loved having her around, but he also liked having the house to the two of them so they could fuck in whatever room they wanted. Oz’s place wasn’t that big, but Ridge was creative.

God, if he wasn’t careful, he was going to get hard right there in the café.

He glanced up and shoved his phone face down a little too quickly when he saw a hand waving in his periphery. Frey shot him a knowing look.

‘Who was that?’

‘Nothing.’

Frey’s brows furrowed, and he spelled, ‘Nothing?’ like he thought maybe he was getting the sign wrong.

He hadn’t. Oz was too in his head, and he was going to give himself away. ‘Nobody,’ he clarified. ‘Don’t worry about it.’ Heturned his attention to Rex, who had bright blue all around his mouth. ‘Cotton candy?’

‘I had a whole bag!’

Oz looked at Frey, who rolled his eyes. ‘There was a little carnival thing at the park and some’—he hid his hand—‘dickhead’—he brought it up again—‘decided to give it away to kids for free. I think he’s a child hater.’

Oz burst into laughter. ‘I see. Well, we can stick with something less sugary.’

‘Please do. See if they have some baby carrots or something. One tiny vitamin is all I ask.’

‘Gross,’ Rex signed, pulling a disgusted face as he bounced from one foot to the other. He seemed particularly hyped up and edgy.

Frey grabbed him by the front of his shirt, lifting him into the air as he giggled and kicked his feet, and he kissed his cheeks. ‘I love you,’ he signed after he set him down. ‘Behave.’

Rex nodded solemnly. The one thing he always did was behave for Oz. He saved all his obnoxious acting out for Frey and Renato, which Oz appreciated. He was starting to come around more and more to the idea of having kids.

He had no clue whatsoever if that was something Ridge would want, and considering they hadn’t discussed the future of their relationship and what it might look like, he didn’t think it was right to ask. Not yet.

But the longer he was in it, the more he was starting to see himself behind a white picket fence with a dog and a couple more ankle-biters running around. The thought was…nice.

‘You okay?’

Oz realized he’d zoned out again, and he smiled, his cheeks going warm. He couldn’t tell Frey the truth yet. Not without talking to Ridge first. ‘Long day and too many papers to grade. See you in a few hours?’

Frey gave him a dubious look, but after a beat, he nodded and yanked Rex in for one more hug before letting him go. They said their quick goodbyes, then headed out the door and up the street toward the cinema.

‘Can I drive your car?’ Rex asked.

Oz almost choked on his own tongue. ‘You have about six years before you can drive a car. And I’m going to let your dad teach you that.’

Rex pouted as he bounced up and down. ‘I want to get a job and drive and make a lot of money so I can be rich like Papa.’

Papa was an initialized sign that Rex had given Renato.

‘You will. But you have to be patient and finish being a little kid first.’

‘Hate,’ Rex signed, stomping his foot several times.

Oh, good. The sugar was clearly getting to him. Oz sighed and gave his shoulder a tiny shake. ‘Why are you in a rush to grow up?’

‘No one wants me to help,’ Rex signed, picking up enough speed that Oz had to widen his steps. ‘Did you know that Gage was going to get married, but his boyfriend didn’t want to marry him?’

Oz hadn’t known, but it made sense why this breakup had hit him so hard. ‘He must be sad.’

‘Angry,’ Rex corrected. ‘Me too. He was going to let me do his wedding, and I was going to wear a suit.’

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