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Thinking fast, I grabbed the can of whipped cream out of the fridge.Popping the top, I squirted a little into my mouth.Iris’s eyes grew wide.Smirking, I swallowed the sweet treat, then squirted a little more.“You want some?”I asked.

Still covering her mouth, she nodded, but she was a smart kid.Suspicion darkened her face.

“Here’s the deal.You get one squirt of whipped cream, and then you take the medicine.If you swallow it like a good girl, I’ll give you another little squirt.”

Those intelligent eyes flickered over my face for a long moment before she finally nodded, and she slowly dropped her hands into her lap.

“That’s my girl.”Relieved, I approached her with the can of whipped cream and the two oral syringes.Tipping her head back, she opened her mouth wide.I gave her a tiny taste of the whipped cream.She swallowed it quickly, smacking her lips together as she savored the sweet cream.

Not giving her time to back out of our deal, I gave her the two syringes, letting her dose herself.Fighting this precious baby the way River used to do with Rocco was not something I wanted to experience.I refused to give either of my girls a reason to be scared of me, and struggling to force medicine down Iris’s throat would only traumatize us both.

As soon as she pushed the plunger on the second syringe, I had the can of whipped cream at the ready.After she swallowed the pain reliever, I filled her mouth full then put a little on her nose.Laughing, she gulped down her reward, her chubby fingers swiping at her nose.

During the entire process, Demi had sat there practically holding her breath as she watched the exchange between her daughter and me.When I looked at her, she was nibbling on her bottom lip, but I saw the smile she was fighting.

“Does Mommy want a little cream too?”I teased.

“Yes!”Iris cheered, clapping her hands together.“Mommy, eat.Eat.”

Hesitation filled her face, but she still tipped her head back, her mouth opening just enough for me to get the tip of the nozzle inside.My cock went rock hard.I could picture how hot she would look with my cock shoved into her mouth, those lips wet and swollen from sucking me so fucking greedily.

Squirting her a little cream inside, I pulled back quickly before I did something stupid.Like grab her and kiss her.That would only scare her, and I would never willingly do anything to make this woman fear me.But because I was a glutton for pain, I smeared a little of the cream on her bottom lip.

Her tongue licked it away, and I couldn’t mask my groan.Pink filled her cheeks, something hot flashing in her eyes.Lowering her lashes, she tried to hide what she was thinking from me, but I’d already seen it.

She wanted me just as much as I wanted her.

Iris clapped her hands in glee.“It’s good, huh, Mommy?You likeded it?”

“So good,” Demi agreed, a pretty pink flooding her cheeks as she licked her lips.Blinking, she shook her head.“Yeah, Iris.Mommy likes the whipped cream.”

Clearing my throat, I set the can on the table.“You two keep eating, babe.I’m going to make those calls.We’re going to get our princess’s ears better in no time.”

“Kingston.”She caught my hand, her fingers squeezing mine.“Thank you.”

Fuck, I wanted to kiss her so damn badly.Unable to stop myself, I lifted her hand to my lips, needing a tiny taste.“Anything for my girls.”

ChapterEight

Demi

Whatever callsKingston needed to make had taken a while, and he was still in his room talking.His deep voice floated to the kitchen every so often in raised, harsh tones, and I’d been unable to keep from flinching each time I heard it.

Unable to eat more than a single pancake and a few slices of bacon, I’d gotten started on cleaning up the dishes and was putting the last plate on the bottom rack of the dishwasher when the door was unexpectedly thrown open.With a startled squeal, I turned at the sudden opening of the back door.Iris gasped from her place at the table, her hands covering her eyes in fright.On instinct, I grabbed one of the knives from the chopping block just as the newcomer kicked the door shut with her foot.

“A little help wouldn’t hurt, Kingston.Christ, you’re the one who asked for all this shit.The least you could do is carry it.”The blond woman turned with a box in her arms.Green eyes the same shade as Kingston’s widened in surprise.

At first glance, I would have put her close to thirty, give or take, but she was beautiful with her blond hair pulled into a casual ponytail.Her simple jeans and a pastel-pink blouse fit her slender body perfectly.With her hands occupied, I didn’t think she was an immediate threat to Iris, but I wasn’t going to take any chances.

Confusion pulled her brows together, and she glanced around the kitchen as if she had never seen it before.“Ah, Christ.Please tell me I did not just walk into a stranger’s house.I know I’ve had brain fog out the ass the last few weeks, but this is getting ridiculous.”

Kingston came running into the kitchen, his bare feet slapping against the hardwood floors at a pace that spiked my fear a little higher.“Babe, what’s…”

His voice trailed off as he took in the scene before him.Me with the knife in my hand, my fingers clenched around it so hard they ached.Iris with her hands still over her face.The blonde who was obviously related to him standing by the door with her arms full of a box that looked as if it weighed more than she did.

Lifting his hands, he cautiously walked toward me.“Hey, sweetheart, hey.Let’s put the knife down, okay?This is my cousin River.She’s not going to hurt you or Iris, I promise.”

Feeling as if my heart was going to explode from the sudden rush of fear, I carefully unclenched my fingers and placed the knife in the sink.But my eyes kept going back to the other woman, who hadn’t moved an inch since spotting me.

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