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My hands lowered to her ass, cupping and squeezing her plump cheeks, earning me another one of her moans again. That sensual sound caused my cock to twitch, aching to be released and taken care of by only her. We made out, taking our time. My lips familiarized with how soft her lips were, how slick hertongue was, and trying to ingrain this moment and the way she tasted.

I reluctantly pulled away when I heard her stomach growling, then smiled against her lips.

“I think we should get some food in you, baby. You’ll need your energy later.” I winked, her cheeks blushing.

I admired her features; how adorable she looked when she’s embarrassed and shy.

“I’m going to finish making dinner. You can pour yourself a glass of wine and relax.” I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Can I help you, baby?” she asked, looking up at me with big, doe eyes.

How could I saynoto her when she looks so innocent and asked nicely? This little girl has me wrapped around her finger and she doesn’t know it yet.

“Of course, baby. Come on,” I said. My large hand envelopes her petite one and I led her into the kitchen.

We’re maneuvering around the kitchen seamlessly as if we’ve cooked together for years. I glanced at Cecilia as she finished chopping the vegetables, and a sense of calmness washes over me. This domestic lifestyle with her by my side felt comfortable. I could picture my future with her.

The doorbell rang, startling both of us.

“Were you expecting someone?” Cecilia asked.

I shook my head. “No. Did your dad mention he was coming by?”

“No,” she shook her head as she responded. “I wouldn’t have come by if I knew Dad would be visiting you.”

The doorbell rang again, and I headed for the door. I looked through the peephole and my eyes widened as I pressed my lips together into a thin line. Opening the door, I glare at the woman standing in front of me—my ex-wife, Kristin.

“Kristin, what are you doing here?” I asked, keeping my voice low. I didn’t want Cecilia to hear that my ex was here, and I didn’t want Kristin to know that Cecilia was here. She might tell Michael, and I’m not ready to tell him about my relationship with his daughter just yet.

“Visiting you, Leo, of course. I’ve missed you,” she said, taking a step forward.

I took a step back, not wanting to be anywhere close to this woman, but she swiftly moved forward, coming into the house.

“We’ve been divorced for three years andnowyou miss me?” I let out a sarcastic laugh, shaking my head. “You’re unbelievable.”

“Everything I did before the divorce was a huge mistake, and I’ve changed. I want you back, to have another chance with you.” Her green eyes were pleading.

“No fucking way. We were over the moment you decided to spread your legs open and cheat on me. Now leave,” I sneered, not wanting to hear any bullshit or see any crocodile tears. She’s trying to manipulate me and make me feel bad for her, but it’s not going to work.

“I’m sorry. We’re good together…admit it, Leo. I shouldn’t have left you.” Kristin’s voice was getting more annoying the more she spoke.

She stepped forward again, but I backed up, hitting my back against the wall. Suddenly, she caught me off guard as she pressed her lips on mine in a kiss, my body tensing. I pushed Kristin away before Cecilia sees anything, but it’s too late. Cecilia’s eyes were wide as saucers. She gasped then turned on her heel, headed back to the kitchen with hurried steps.

Kristin watched Cecilia walk away, then turned to me with a questioning look on her face.

“Is that Cecilia?” she asked, her eyes brows pulled to the center.

I put a good distance between me and my ex-wife, pointing at the front door.

“Leave,” I ordered, my voice boomed in the foyer, avoiding answering her question. “I don’t ever want to see you again. We’re divorced andnevergoing to get together again.”

“You rather be with that child?” Kristin scoffed.

“Yes, she’s more of a woman than you ever were. Now get out of my house.” My tone was clipped and I was done talking to her.

Kristin huffed, leaving the house. “Wait until I tell Michael about how his little girl is with his best friend.” She had an evil look on her face.

“You wouldn’t dare?—”