Page 43 of Filthy Commitments
Another tragic tale of misfortune. I’d heard tons of them. But this man had no idea if I had money or not. Asia hadn’t said a word about it. It hit me that people often spoke of their money troubles. It wasn’t always directly aimed at getting me to give them anything.
We walked into a small bedroom where her sister, who looked a lot like her, was sitting up, holding a tiny bundle of white. “Hi, guys.” Her doe-like eyes, similar to Asia’s only Asia’s were more beautiful to me, went to me. “And you’re Asia’s, man. I’m Spring. It’s nice to meet you.”
“Jett Simmons.” I gave her a nod. “It’s nice to meet you too.”
Asia was quick to take the baby out of her sister’s arms as she delivered a kiss to her cheek. “Oh, give him to me.” She stepped back next to me. “Oh, my goodness. He’s so cute.”
Looking down at the baby had my heart speeding up for reasons I couldn’t comprehend. Seeing Asia, holding that baby, made her glow in my eyes. “He’s a remarkable little guy.”
Asia looked at me. “Here, you hold him.”
“Me?” I shook my head. “Oh-“
She was quick to get that baby in my arms. Expertly, she maneuvered my arms until I was holding him. “He’s so light, isn’t he?” Asia asked me.
“He is light. Almost as if I’m not holding anything at all.” The baby snuggled against my chest, and the aroma that drifted up to me was like pure Heaven. Baby powder mixed with his brand new smell. “Hi, Ray. It’s wonderful to meet you.”
“Mom and Dad are on their way up. They’ll be here in the morning. You two can have the guest bedroom until they get here, then you can take the sofas in the living room.” Spring smoothed out the blanket and straightened her nightgown.
Asia’s expression was one of reluctance. “Well, we’re not staying here, Spring. We’ve already gotten a room.”
“Oh.” Spring looked at me. “I didn’t realize that. I mean, that’s cool. Usually, my little sister has no money. I’m used to letting her stay with me.”
“It’s very nice of you to offer. I could get your parents a room there too if you’d like.” I nudged Asia. “Mind taking him, baby?”
She took him out of my arms and smiled as she did. “Mom and Dad won’t stay anywhere but here, Jett. They’re weird about things like that.” She cooed at the baby and rubbed noses with him. “He’s just so little and precious. I haven’t even left yet, and I already miss him.”
“You can come as often as you like, Asia,” I told her, earning curious expressions from her sister and brother-in-law. “I can make sure she has the means to come see you all. That’s what I mean.”
“How nice of you,” Max said. “Asia, can you take the baby into the living room while I help your sister get into the shower?”
“Sure thing.” Asia walked out the door, and I followed her. “Oh, and the food will be delivered in about thirty minutes. I called it in just before we got here.”
“Who did you get to deliver?” Spring asked.
“Don’t worry about that. Just take a shower, and when you get all done, dinner should be ready to eat.” Asia gave her a smile then I closed the door behind us to give them some privacy.
The hotel we checked into had an excellent concierge, even though it wasn’t a thing I considered to be a real hotel. The Marriott was one of the most country bumpkin looking hotels I’d ever stayed in. The restaurant was four and a half stars, not bad for South Dakota. They were nice enough, when given a hefty tip, to have the meal of ribs and all the trimmings delivered to us.
Asia sat on the sofa, and I sat next to her. We both looked at the baby, and she sighed. “I love babies. I was there when Bow had her first and third babies. The second was born in the middle of a stormy night. I didn’t make it for that one.”
“No wonder you look at home with that little guy in your arms. You’re an old pro at this aunt stuff.” I kissed her cheek. “That looks good on you, by the way.”
She blushed, and it sent shots of pure love through me. Asia and that baby were doing something to me. Making me think thoughts I wasn’t trying to have. Thoughts about making babies were making me hot.
We’d do dinner with her family then I was going to get my little Asia to the hotel where we could practice making babies all night long.
What the hell had gotten into me? Since when did the idea of babies make me horny?
The shit having Asia in my life had changed was unending. What was next, getting turned on by watching her iron clothes?
Asia
Jett was crazy by the time we got into our hotel room. He kissed me over and over again as we went up the flight of stairs to our room. Once we were inside, he was ripping my clothes off.
I had no idea what had gotten into him. But I had to admit, I liked it.
“Baby, oh baby, you taste so good. I’m going to eat you up.” He chewed on my neck, making my insides melt.
