Page 102 of The Locksmith's Promise

Its warmth lit the smiling faces sitting around it. Within moments, I found Maggie with Corwin beside her.

Maggie lifted her chin as I approached and snapped to attention. Hurriedly, she moved a blanket off the seat on her other side and patted it for me to sit down.

“I’m sorry,” she murmured.

I shook my head. “You have nothing to be sorry about.”

“I do, Bax. I shouldn’t have interfered. I’m just not used to anyone else disciplining him.” She grimaced. “And the curse words threw me.”

“I get it.” I dipped my chin, grateful she welcomed me back into the fold. “I don’t know how you stayed so calm.”

Corwin snorted, and Maggie laughed. Jerking her chin up, she said, “Tell him.”

Smiling widely, Corwin admitted, “Mom went off!”

She chuckled. “It took a minute for it all to sink in. Once it did, I lost it.” Looking at Corwin, she added, “What else do you need to say?”

His face sobered. “I’m sorry, Dad. I shouldn’t have taken your tools without asking and I shouldn’t have played around with the bow and arrow.”

“Anything I have is yours, Cor,” I answered roughly. “But please, you’ve gotta be smart. If you’re old enough to handle tools and weapons, you’re old enough to handle them safely.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Sir?” I grinned at Maggie. “You could take a lesson from him and learn some respect.”

She wagged her eyebrows, and my dick twitched in my pants.

“Can I go find Mickey now?”

“Mickey’s right here,” Maxine retorted, dragging a folding chair to set up behind us. “And he’s staying right here.”

Maggie nodded in agreement.

“Thank God Miller’s mom took the other two hellions home,” she continued, her hand on Maggie’s shoulder as she settled. “I swear Miller’s children are killing me.”

Beside her, Miller snorted as he flung open his chair.

Maggie side-eyed me and answered, “I know what you mean.”

Corwin moved to sit beside Mickey, their heads ducked together no doubt commiserating over their last bit of trouble and planning their next.

Miller chuckled.

“Don’t you laugh,” Maxine warned. “Or I’ll tan your hide next.”

“Spank me, baby,” Miller muttered with a wide grin.

Maxine rolled her eyes.

I had Maggie rolling her eyes, too, but it was much later while I moved inside her, my hands cradling her head.

“Say it again, Maggie,” I ordered.

“Yes, Sir,” she breathed.

I groaned, my cock swelling inside her. Sir. The kink I never knew I had.

“Baby, baby, baby,” she breathed. “Just like that.”

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