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I smiled against his lips. “I hope not because there were a lot of firsts experienced in this room.”

“Oh yeah?” He asked.

“I never had a man in my mouth and you’re the only man to ever come inside me.” I was hoping he caught my hint.

“Oh shit. Are you on the pill?”

“No, why would I? Sex isn’t something I do…like ever. It’s been a few years.” I broke the news gently.

His head flew back to look at me. “A few years? Are you kidding me?”

“Nope, I wasn’t kidding when I said I don’t have meaningless hookups.”

A smile rose on his face. “This meant everything to me, Morgan. Every fucking thing.” He pecked my lips. “Thing is, I had a condom right there in my wallet. We really should have used it, but I wasn’t thinking straight. And as far as firsts, I had one too.”

I tilted my head. “You had a first?”

“I have never gone bare, and we better look into birth control because I don’t think I could ever have anything between us. That was so fucking hot, Morgan.” His eyes darkened and he lowered his lips to meet mine.

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Creed

I didn’t want to upset her, but I was freaking the hell out. I couldn’t believe I did that to her, but damn it was hot. She felt so damn good I couldn’t stop myself. I had never been so lost in sex my whole life. Her skin was like silk, she tasted like honey and vanilla, she was so damn tight and wet it was unbelievable.

Addie was holding my hand and showing me each fruit tree she helped Morgan plant, and my mind was back in that laundry room. What if I left and she faced pregnancy by herself? What if she miscarried? What if she had it and she regretted it? I made that one leave my thoughts. She sure as hell wouldn’t walk out on her own kid if she was adopting Addie and restarting her entire life.

What would I do if she was offered a script she couldn’t turn down? The thought of another man touching her angered me to no end.

“Dat one makes apples.” Addie pointed at the small tree.

“Maybe Auntie Morgan can make us some pies.” I tried to make it seem like I was listening, but my mind was out of control.

Did I regret it? Not one little bit. If she was pregnant then so be it, but my God that was so damn dumb. I’d do it again though, damn there was no way to avoid it. I didn’t just want her again I needed her. I would have stayed in that tight and warm place for hours if it were possible. That certainly wasn’t how I imagined it happening, but I wouldn’t trade that memory for anything. She had my blood running so hot, and holy shit when I came I could have sworn I saw stars.

I looked down at Addie who shocked me when she let go of my hand and bent over to pick a dandelion. Ever since she came home she had to either be in my arms or holding my hand.

“Mommy day make a wish.” She blew on it and all the white little seeds went flying in the air to pollute our yard with more weeds.

I chuckled. “I hope it was a good wish.”

She nodded real big. “It was a big one.” She took my hand, and we walked to the lake.

“Addie, I need you to listen to me. You can never come down here without a grown up. Okay?”

“Otay.”

Morgan went to take a shower and then to finish up dinner, so we had a little time yet. I sat on the end of the dock and let my legs dangle and pulled Addie down to my lap so I could hold her. I breathed in the fresh air and looked around the lake. It was calming, but nothing like coming home to the best two girls in the world. I shut my eyes and kissed the top of Addie’s little head and thanked God for their respite. I never felt that way before, it was a mixture of appreciation and contentment. I didn’t fuck Morgan, it was something else. Something that was precious and held more meaning thananything else in my life. I had one hell of a shit day, then came home and experienced the best moments of my life so far. Damn, I spent my whole life trying to find some sort of meaning to it. Trying to change the world when the world I needed to change was much smaller, it was my own personal world that was always missing something.

When I built our house, it was meant for all of the Originals. It was a temporary place, and I offered it to Granger once the other homes were ready. We all lived there for about a year, then of course I was called back up. I had plans for a much smaller place for myself. My place and the commissary were the first buildings on Creed’s Lake. We all lived at my place and the commissary was our headquarters. Then I paid for each one of the Originals houses and they pay rent, but Granger wanted a place of his own. I allowed him to build and pay for the house of their dreams. Other than myself, he was the only other one that owned his place. I owned the land just so I was the only one that could buy his house if they ever left Creed’s Lake. I couldn’t blame him for wanting to make an investment for his family. He was proud of what he built for them. None of the Originals wanted my place, they said it was too big. I never dreamed for a moment it would become a home someday. If things went the way I hoped, I would need all the space it offered. For the first time in my life, I wanted a family of my own.

My place was just my place until Morgan came along. Then it somehow felt like home. She made it feel warm and inviting. The smell of her cooking and baking when I had a long day at work made it feel perfect. Then I would lay my eyes on her and I knew it was home.

Maybe I was still euphoric from being inside her earlier. I didn’t know if that was what caused it, but my mind took me toplaces it always avoided in the past. Daydreams of coming home to a pregnant wife and a happy and playful kid felt like all I ever wanted.

Addie gasped. “Look!” She pointed out to a speedboat that was pulling a water skier.

“Those are a few of my friends and you’ll meet them later.” It was Snyder and Combs.

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