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I continue to hold her, soaking in this feeling.

She pulls back and climbs down. I take note of the information for the bed so we can get it ordered, and we wander through the rest of the store.

I grab a chair, a couple bookshelves, and a small table to add to her room. She finds some glow-in-the-dark stars she wants to add, so we grab those, too. We make our way to the checkout, and I pay for everything. They say they can have the bed delivered today around 5 p.m.

Charlie is excited the entire drive home. When we get there, I carry everything inside and have her go up and move her toys into Bailey’s old room. Once everything is inside, I head upstairs and disassemble the bed in Charlie’s room while she watches a show in the living room. When I come down to get her, she’s excited to help me. She helps me lay the plastic sheeting on the floor, and I open the primer. I give her a brush and a small section to paint while I get to work. She asks for music, so I grab my Bluetooth speaker. I smile as she sings and paints.

While the primer dries, I make us an early lunch. After, I put together one of the bookshelves before heading back into Charlie’s rooms and start the first round of painting. I spend the next few hours putting together furniture and doing laundry before finishing the last coat.

Her bed is delivered shortly after I finish the last coat of paint, and I begin setting it up in the middle of the room. Once the walls are dry, I can move it. I texted Liv earlier in the day to keep Bailey out of the house as long as possible. I call in a delivery order of Chinese food and while we wait for it, Charlie and I put some finishing touches on her room. I’ve movedher bed, and Charlie is sitting on my shoulders sticking stars to the ceiling when Bailey walks in. Her gasp is what draws my attention. She’s standing in the doorway, mouth agape, staring at us.

“Wow,” she whispers.

“Hi, Mommy. Caleb let me paint my room and he got me a new bed and these really cool stars.”

Bailey smiles up at her. “I see that, Baby Girl. Did you have fun with Caleb today?”

“Uh huh, lots. He got me hot cocoa and made grilled cheese and tomato soup too. Aaaaaannnnd we get Chinese food for dinner,” she says excitedly.

I lift her off my shoulders and set her onto the ground. Charlie gives her mom a hug and then runs off to the new table with her collection of colouring materials, and I lead Bailey into the hallway.

“You did that for her?” she asks.

I cup her face and lean down for a quick kiss. “Yeah, I did that for her. I wanted to make it more her room instead of my old guest room. So I took her shopping. We had fun,” I say with a smile.

She reaches up and wraps her arms around my neck. “You’re amazing,” she says before she kisses me.

Her tongue licks at the seam of my lips, and I happily open for her. My tongue comes out to meet hers as my arms wrap around her. My hands find her ass, grabbing it and pulling her closer. I nip at her bottom lip, but as I go to deepen the kiss, the doorbell rings.

I groan, leaning my forehead against hers before kissing it and making my way down the stairs. We settle in and enjoy our dinner while Charlie tells Bailey more about our day.

When we finish, Bailey takes Charlie upstairs and gets her into the bath while I clean the kitchen. When I’m done, I go back upstairs, to ensure all the final touches are done in Charlie’s room before heading into my washroom and jumping in the shower.

CHAPTER 27

Bailey

I’m filled with so much gratitude as I listen to Charlie tell me all about her day with Caleb. Not only did this man arrange for me to spend the day at the spa with Liv and insist on paying for it, he also spent the entire day with my daughter. He took her shopping, painted her room, and bought furniture for her, helping her decorate it just how she wanted.

Derek would never spend an entire day with Charlie, let alone take her shopping and do all the work that Caleb did today. He never cared for me enough to realize I needed a day of relaxation, let alone do everything to ensure I got it.

I’ve fallen for this man, but something is still holding me back from telling him how I feel. I’m still worried the ground will be ripped out from under me. Not by Caleb, but rather some outside force.

When Charlie finishes her bath, I help her get dressed, and we head into her room. I have to stand beside her bed to read her a bedtime story now. When I finish, I kiss her forehead before heading into Caleb’s room.

Stepping into the room and closing the door, the sound of the shower running has a smile spreading across my face. I walk into the washroom, strip out of my clothes, and step into theshower with Caleb.

He grins, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into the stream of water before leaning down and kissing me. He kisses me deeply, and I melt into him, feeling his erection pressing into my stomach. When we break apart, I immediately drop to my knees in front of him. He groans as I reach forward and grab his hard cock in my hand, pumping it twice.

One hand reaches out and steadies him while the other comes to my head. I feel so powerful right now, holding this man in the palm of my hand, being in complete control of his pleasure. He’s allowing me to be in complete control. My breathing quickens as this heady feeling rushes through me. I squeeze my thighs together, trying to quench the ache growing between them.

Leaning forward, I lick him from base to tip, flicking my tongue over his slit. His grip on my hair tightens. I tease him, slowly licking the other side and flicking my tongue the same way. I tighten my grip slightly as I give him another pump before my other hand finds his balls and rolls them.

“Fuck, you’re a naughty little minx, aren’t you?” he says as his hand flexes in my hair.

A devilish grin spreads across my face as I nod and lean forward, taking as much of him in my mouth as I can. I moan around his length. He hits the back of my throat and I need to use my hand to work the rest of him. His moan wraps around me, filling me with pride as I bring him pleasure.

I continue to work him slowly, drawing out every last bit of his pleasure. His thighs tense, and I can tell he’s close.

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