Forged (The Art of Love Book 4) by Merry Farmer

Author:Merry Farmer [Farmer, Merry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-01-24T00:00:00+00:00

TWELVE

“Shit, shit, shit.”

Nick continued to swear as he dashed across the hall from Bax’s flat into his. It was a good idea for him and Bax to have their adult time in Bax’s apartment. Not only was there no chance of the kids accidentally walking in on something they shouldn’t see, but it helped him to shift gears in his mind so he could give Bax his full attention. Or at least as much of his full attention as he could.

The baby monitors were a necessity, but sometimes, just sometimes, like that morning, when he’d been balls-deep in Bax, so close to coming that he could taste it as he watched Bax get lost in pleasure, they were a colossal pain in the arse.

“Hey, babies. I’m here,” he said as he hurried into the nursery that Jordan and Macy shared. He went on to sing his usual morning greeting, “Good morning to you, good morning to you, good morning, dear babies, good morning to you.”

The babies calmed their sleepy morning fuss and reached out to him as he scooped up first Macy, then Jordan.

“That’s better,” he cooed in his daddy voice, praying he didn’t smell too much like sex and Baxter.

Then again, they were toddlers. They wouldn’t know what the smell was.

He was used to their morning routine, as frantic as it could be. He got the kids up, plopped them in front of the telly, feeling deeply guilty about rotting their brains and how it made him a terrible dad, then filled small bottles for them. While they zoned out in front of CBeebies, he quickly jumped into the shower to clean up the remnants of his night with Bax.

“Shit,” he hissed into the shower spray. He’d run out on Bax more or less in the middle of things, before either of them could get off.

That was why his balls ached so much. He had been so focused on getting back to the kids that he hadn’t even taken a second to jerk off in Bax’s bathroom before racing to take care of his kids.

By the time he turned the shower off, quickly toweled off, and scrambled to put his work clothes on, he felt like the worst boyfriend in the history of the world. He didn’t even feel like a good father, really. Someone somewhere would probably take him to task for having the telly babysit his kids while he showered. At least he’d gotten into the habit of showering with the bathroom door open in case they needed him for anything. They were too young to worry about seeing him naked, but Jordan in particular was getting older by the second. There’s been a couple times that winter when Nick had caught his son staring at his genitals with more curiosity than indifference.

He couldn’t not shower with the door open, though. He couldn’t leave his babies alone for too long either. There really wasn’t a good solution, unless he locked them in some sort of cage while he took a shower.

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