Page 103 of Resisting the Temptation
“Sure! That would be great. Morgan’s parents are coming to take the girls for the night, but they’re running a bit behind, and this one wanted to help Dadacook.” She shifts to hand over Violet, and I take the chunky baby.
“No worries. I don’t mind hanging out with you cuties. You must be Violet. Hello, sweet girl.” Violet looks from me to her mom, like she’s not sure what to do in this situation.
Then, her big green eyes lock on Ben over my shoulder, and she just stares.
I hear Ben chuckle from behind me. “Hi, pretty girl.” Violet gives him a big gummy grin.
Morgan’s head whips up at the sound of Ben’s voice, and he gives me a knowing smirk. I roll my eyes at him. I’m sure he’s remembering last year when he told me someone was going to come along and change my mind about dating.
Jokes on him, though, since Ben and I aren’t dating.
He stands and tosses the paper towels in the trash, washes his hands, then extends one to Ben.
“Hey, man, I’m Morgan.”
“Ben. Nice to meet you.”
Morgan turns to me and wraps me in a familiar hug, even though I’ve only met him once over a year ago. “Good to see you, Emma.”
“Same to you, Flower Daddy.”
Morgan chuckles and shakes his head at my joke as he walks back around the counter to resume whatever he was doing before we came in.
Ben steps up behind me and practically growls, “I’m the only man you should be calling ‘Daddy,’Dulzura.”
My thighs automatically squeeze together. Now isnotthe time to explore a daddy kink.
The doorbell rings, and I hand Ben the baby without a second thought when Hannah hands off Poppy to me and goes to answer the door.
I’m expecting Elli and her fiancé, Wes, but Hannah walks in with an older couple who must be Morgan’s parents. His dad is tall as hell and looks intimidating at first, but his eyes soften as soon as Aly catapults herself into his arms, and the twins immediately start jabbering and squirming when they see their grandparents.
“There are my girls!” Morgan’s mom gushes. She does a double take when she sees Ben holding Violet. “Hello, I’m Iris. This is Axel. We’re Morgan’s parents. You must be Hannah’s cousin?”
“I am. I’m Emma, this is Ben.”
Poppy squirms to be let down, so I put her on the floor, and she crawls to her grandma.
“Oh, look how fast you are, Poppy girl. You’re going to be walking in no time, and then we’ll really be in trouble.” Iris bends to pick up Poppy, who starts babbling like she’s catching her up on everything that’s happened today.
I go to take Violet from Ben, but he waves me off. He looks… comfortable with her. He’s swaying slightly while she plays with the button of his flannel shirt and chews on her fist.
My ovaries explode, and suddenly I wonder what a child who’s half Ben and half me would look like. Would they have his tanned skin and my blue eyes? Or would they have my hair texture and his hair color? Would they be stoic and quiet like him or sassy and boisterous like me?
I haven’t decided if I want kids or not. There’s so many factors that play into that decision, and it’s not one I take lightly. Does Ben even want kids? We haven’t talked much about it.
Woah, Emma. Slow the fuck down. You aren’t even really dating.
When I tune back in to the conversation, Ben and Axel are talking about something construction related, and Hannah is gone—probably to grab the girls’ things for their sleepover. Morgan is briefing his mom on the girls’ schedule, and Iris is listening intently.
The doorbell rings. “I’ll get it!” I say, since I’m not in the middle of a conversation.
Elli, Wes, Izzy and a guy I don’t recognize are standing outside when I open the door, and Elli immediately wraps me in a hug.
“Emma! I’m so happy to see you.”
“You, too, Elli. Hi, Wes.”
“Emma! This is my boyfriend, Luke.” Izzy pulls the curly haired boy to the front, and he gives me a big grin and an enthusiastic wave.
