Page 67 of Pumpkin
Did she think the kiss and asking her on a date was just for sex? Had he not done enough legwork to prove to her just how devoted to her he waswithout sex? Dosia was the mother of his children and there were no limits to his commitment and affection towards her, and he’d eventually get a ring on her finger. Even if she refused him sex for the rest of their lives, he’d still die a happy man. Just with very,veryblue balls.
He’d never masturbated so much in his life. Not even when he was a teen and had woken up with his first erection. Hell, he’d had to excuse himself on more than one occasion to take yet another shower just from watching her read a book. His dick was probably more devoted to Dosia than his heart was, and that was saying something.
Dosia put the cage into Park and then sat back with a sigh. Hersmile trembled slightly as she looked at him. “Long day,” she murmured. “Let’s get these two bathed and into bed. We need to talk.”
Fuck. Those dreaded four words anyone in a relationship hates to hear.
But he was no coward and he was not planning on spending the entirety of bath time trying to guess what Dosia wanted to tell him. “Good talk or bad talk?”
A humorless chuckle left her mouth as she stared up at the vehicle’s ceiling. “I still haven’t figured that out yet.”
Ominous. Pumpkin didn’t like it. When Dosia made to get out of the cage, he grabbed her wrist to stop her. “Are you okay?” he asked. “The kids? Did something happen while I was on stage?”
Dosia looked over her shoulder where JJ and SJ were starting to fuss about being left in their car seats. JJ was just shy of the height requirement to switch her to a booster seat.
“They’re fine,” she told him, meeting his eyes.
Meaningshewasn’t. Pumpkin was not okay with this. But Dosia turned her hand in his grip and squeezed his fingers. “After bath time, I promise.”
Even though the kids were exhausted and likely wouldn’t play in the water like they usually did, this was going to be the longest fucking bath time of his life.
Pumpkin was soaked.SJ was definitely overstimulated and hadn’t handled getting into the bath well. It had been more of adunkthan a bath, really. So while Dosia washed and played with JJ in the tub, Pumpkin sat on the closed toilet seat with a naked, crying, wet SJ, trying to comfort his son.
The pack-n-play Darrin had set up the first night Pumpkin had stayed at Dosia’s grandparents’ house had been moved upstairs to JJ’s room the first few nights before Pumpkin had gotten a crib and changing table delivered. JJ wasthrilledthat she shared her room with her baby brother.
Pumpkin was holding onto that attitude for as long as he could, because he highly doubted JJ was going to feel the same in a couple of years.
His house on club property had three bedrooms and two baths. Pumpkin had the master with a full bath. Frankie occupied one bedroom and SJ’s nursery was the third room with a connecting bath between them. It had certainly been an interesting conversation when Dosia had found out that Frankie was ‘living with’ him. But thankfully Dosia hadn’t made a bigger deal of it than it was, and now Frankie and she were friends.
When Dosia and JJ moved into his house, Frankie was going to need to move out so JJ could get her own bedroom. He didn’t think Frankie, or Steel who had moved Frankie into Pumpkin’s house, would mind. Frankie was thrilled to see Pumpkin and Dosia together, and her role in SJ’s life was slowly returning to how it had been prior to Pumpkin’s accident.
Solstice poked her head into the bathroom. “Everything okay?”
Pumpkin was rocking SJ in his arms. He’d taken off his shirt prior to bath time, a preemptive strike against the water monsters he called his children, and it didn’t hurt that Dosia’s eyes always landed appreciatively on his chest. Two birds, one stone, and all that.
He had a towel around SJ to keep his son warm. The way SJ curled into his chest, though, was more pitiful than angry. Dosia had already gotten up to turn off some of the lights in the bathroom to try to help SJ calm, but the best remedy would always be skin-to-skin between father and son.
Pumpkin nodded. “We’re just really tired.”
Solstice’s face turned adoring as she looked at SJ. “Want me to take him? I can get him into jammies and return him to you.”
Pumpkin and Dosia, though, shook their heads. “We’re almost done here,” Dosia told her grandmother. “Thank you, though.”
Solstice nodded once. “I’ll leave you to it then. Good night.”
“Good night,” Dosia and Pumpkin said in unison.
JJ moved quickly to the edge of the tub, splashing water everywhere in the process. “Good night, Grandma!”
“Good night, baby. I wish you the happiest of dreams,” Solstice said before walking away.
Pumpkin continued to rub SJ’s back as his son’s cries were slowly transforming into sobbing hiccups. “I love your grandma.”
Dosia sent him a smirk over her shoulder. “That’s because she feeds you.”
Pumpkin waggled his eyebrows. “Yeah, she does. I am pretty sure that woman is the only one in the world who could have gotten me to eat kaleandlike it.”
Dosia chuckled. “Are you good to stand with SJ? I think it’s well past bedtime. I’m going to get this one dried off and we’ll be in for story time.”
