She bends down to be at his level and straightens the hair I just ruffled. “Yes, ready when you two have finished playing dinosaurs. Grandma and I have been waiting for ages.”
She smiles and kisses his cheek. He runs to get his coat and shoes on, and I get up and move to Macen, taking her into my arms. “You okay, baby?”
She nods and reaches up to kiss me on the lips. “Yes, and thank you for today, Caspian. Thank you for being there. I couldn't have gotten through that on my own. I don't know what I would have done if yo—” I stop her with a kiss.
“You don’t ever need to thank me. I’m here for you and with you. The three of us are one, now and always, Mace. Always.”
Macen
WE ATE PIZZA AND laughed with Dixon and Grandma, but I couldn’t take my mind off the new information we’d been given. I found myself looking at Dixon more, really looking at my son, and seeing if I could see Reid in him. His hair color is similar to Reid’s in the one picture we found earlier, but other than that, no there is nothing that screams out that he’s Reid’s son. He’s me: 100%. He’s mine, and from what Caspian said earlier, he’s his as well.
How on earth did I get lucky with Caspian? I’m a single momma — he’s a hot celebrity, and he wants Dixon and me — he wants us both. I struck gold with Caspian. I’ve watched him interact with Dixon in the restaurant while I was speaking with Grandma and you would think he was already his poppa. They get on so well.
We’re on the couch in my living area. Dixon is in bed, and Grandma went to bed to give us some space. We have some wine, but we haven't spoken much. “You okay, Mace? You're very quiet tonight. In fact, you were very quiet when we were out to dinner?”
I nod and sip my wine. “I was thinking at dinner about how I’ve struck gold with you, Caspian? How are you so enamored with Dixon and me? The way you are with him, anyone would think you were his poppa. He really looks up to you, and I see the admiration on his face because you talk to him and play with him.”
He kisses the top of my head. “Macen, I love him like he's mine. It's like I've always known him. It's so weird to explain, but we just click. We understand each other as a poppa and son.”
I smile up at him. “I didn't think I could love you any more than I do, Caspian, but you just melted my heart. I love you so much.”
He kisses me.
We sit, not speaking for a while longer. “You're quiet again?”
I am because I haven't stopped thinking about Reid. “I'm sorry. I'm not the best company tonight. I'm enjoying being here with you, but I can't stop thinking about tomorrow and Reid.” I sit forward, put my glass on the table, then turn to him. “I have never felt so much hate for a person. I mean, yes, I hated my attacker, but it's difficult to hate someone you don't even know. I want to kill him, Caspian. That’s how I feel, even though I know that's bad, but I don't want him alive, I don’t want to breathe the same air as him and there’s no way on this earth Dixon will ever know his biological poppa. He's dead to him.”
He takes my face and kisses my lips. “Thank fuck for that. I was having the same battle in my head earlier when I was playing in Dixon's room, but I had to talk myself down because it's your decision at the end of the day, not mine. I have no right to say anything. We’re new together, and Dixon isn't mine. As much as I wish he was.”
He's looking me straight in the eyes.
“I want to hear your opinions. You are part of our lives now, and yes, I know it’s only been a week but…” I look down. I feel embarrassed.
“But what?”
“I feel utterly stupid, Caspian but… I can't imagine you not being in our lives.” I blow out a breath. “There, I said it, and now I feel pathetic. Like you say, it's only been a week, and the trauma we've both been through could be why I feel like this now. Who knows, you may feel differently, especially once the Reid business is sorted?” I shrug and then lean into his chest so he can't see the tear escaping my eyes.
“Macen.”
I can't. I shake my head, and he pushes me away slightly so he can look at me as he wipes the tears away. “God, the shit we've gone through this last week is bad enough, but what you've gone through for years is enough to send anyone over the edge. I get that we've become close really fast, but I couldn't imagine either of you not being in my life now. It just feels so right, so normal. We're going to have ups and downs, but we’re here to pick each other up. I love you, Mace. I've told you, I never had anyone to love before. It's always been just me. But with you… Macen, I want you, Dixon, and Doris in my life for good. You will be mine, Macen. You will be my wife one day, and I will adopt Dixon to make him mine.”
I go to speak, but he stops me. “No, Mace, no, you're not saying anything. It will happen. Not just yet, but it will. We just need to get rid of all this Reid shit first. Then start a normal life together, drama free. Do you hear me?” I'm sobbing now. I can't speak because I'm so choked up. How, in just a few days, can it be like this? I love him with all my heart.
It’s late. “Caspian? Do you want to stay over?”
He looks down at me, “What about Dixon and Doris?”
I shrug. “Grandma knows how I feel about you; she’ll be fine. I can put a note under her door not to let Dixon in my room in the morning. I would rather he didn’t see us in bed together right now. I can lock the door as well.” I feel really embarrassed. I don’t want him to think I’m being forward. I just want to sleep in his arms. “Mace, I would love nothing more than to stay and sleep with you in my arms.” I’m waiting for the ‘but.’ “But, if we do, I will set an alarm to wake up early, and come out here and sleep on the couch. If that’s okay with you?”
I beam at him, nodding my head. I get up, take his hand then lead him into my room.
I close the door and head to my bathroom, but he grabs my wrist and pulls me into him. He kisses me hard. It deepens quickly, and both of us have wandering hands, but I pull away. “Can we just cuddle? I would prefer when we’re here, to just sleep, I mean no, erm, you know.” I feel myself blushing.
“It's okay, Mace, we can just hold each other. We don't have to do anything. Just one problem, though.” He looks down at his cock that is now tenting in his slacks and smiles at me. “I need to sleep with a cushion or pillow against my crotch. We can't have you freaking out here. Dixon or Doris might hear and come in to see what's wrong. Is that okay?”
I laugh at him. “Yeah, in fact, I have just the thing.” I rush into my closet, and I find a little cushion I've had for many years. It's only small and should just fit inside his Calvin's. I smile to myself when I find it, and I walk back into my room, with the cushion behind my back. I reach him and pull him by the waistband towards me, then I undo his slacks, and I put the little cushion into his Calvin's.
He flinches and sucks in his breath. “Sorry, did I squash him?”
He laughs at me. “No, Mace, it's just you touched him, and you know what that does to me, baby.”
He takes his slacks off, folds them up, and places the cushion where it's comfortable for him. I can't help but stare as he adjusts himself. If we were at his place right now, I would be exploring more. “Don't, Macen.” I look up to his face and see the anguish there.
“What?”
He pulls me into him. “The way you’re looking at me, licking your lips like that, makes me want to do naughty things to you. I would love nothing more than to be speaking to my friend right now.”
I have no idea what he’s talking about and frown at him.
He laughs, then he cups my private parts with his hand. “This is my friend, Mace, and we had a few good chats last night. I would love to continue my conversation right now.”
I move away from him and laugh as I head into my bathroom to get ready for bed.
I hear an alarm and feel Caspian get out of bed, but I don't wake up. I just turn over and go back to sleep.
“Momma, Momma, Casp stayed over last night. Momma, he's on our couch. Did you know he stayed over?�
�� I'm being shaken by a little hand as I'm buried under the comforter. “Momma, wake up. Can Casp take me to school today? Please, Momma.”
I slowly move the comforter to peek at Dixon. I smile at his adorable face. He has dimples in his cheeks. In fact, Caspian has dimples as well. He jumps on the bed and gets under the comforter with me to give me a cuddle. “Can he take me, Momma? I want him to take me, please.”
“Well, if Caspian is okay taking you, then I don't see why not. Did you ask him?”
He shakes his head. “No, he was still asleep on the couch. Grandma told me to leave him and not to wake him.”
“Oh, so it's okay to wake your poor momma who needs some sleep, is it?” I start to tickle him, and he giggles and starts to wrestle in the comforter. I hear a knock on the door, then the comforter is pulled back slightly, and there is a gorgeous face staring down and smiling at me. He's smiling like he's never seen me before. Oh crap, I'll have bed head and look a right mess. “Morning,” I say quietly.
“Good morning to you, beautiful. I heard Dixon laughing and thought I would come and see what he was up to?”
“It's Momma, she was tickling me, ‘cause I waked her up and not you. Casp, will you take me to school today, please?”
He looks at him with adorable puppy eyes. I think even Caspian would have a hard time saying no to him. He looks at me to see if it's okay, and I nod at him. “Of course I will, Dixon, but only if we leave your momma to go back to sleep. How about we go see Grandma and get you some breakfast? Then we can get you ready for school, and you can show me where it is. How does that sound?”
He squeals gets up and starts jumping on my bed. I laugh and so does Caspian. “Come on then, Dixon. Let's go. Give your momma a kiss.”
Dixon throws himself on me and hugs and kisses me. Caspian holds out his hand, and Dixon takes it. “See you soon, Mace.” He winks at me then leans down and gives me a kiss on the cheek, then leaves with Dixon. I melt.
I must have fallen asleep again because the next thing I know, Caspian is crawling into bed with me and taking me into his arms. “Hey. Is Dixon getting ready?”
He laughs. “Dixon is in school and has been for the last two hours.”
“Oh, oh, I must have fallen back to sleep.”
I'm up against his chest, and it's bare. I lift up the comforter and look down his body. He's naked, and I raise my eyebrows at him. “Well, I thought I would get a shower, and I saw how comfortable you looked, then thought I would join you”
“What, naked?” He shrugs. “Why not? Now, if my beautiful girlfriend were to get naked as well, that would make this pit stop to the bathroom worthwhile, wouldn't you agree? Besides, I have a conversation that needs to be resumed.” He raises his eyebrows at me and wiggles them. I laugh. “Where's Grandma?”
“Well, she apparently had some errands to run. She made it quite clear she would be out for a couple of hours.”
I lay back, trying to catch my breath. He’d wanted to have a conversation with his friend, and who was I to deny him? I’ve just had two more orgasms — each one getting more intense. I'm just coming down from my second orgasm, and Caspian is still between my legs. “You know what?” I manage to say. He looks up at me from kissing the insides of my thighs and raises an eyebrow, waiting for me to continue. “I think I'm addicted, and it's your fault.” I breathe out.
"Addicted to what?"
“Well, you for one, but orgasms. I love orgasms — they are my new favorite thing. I would even say better than chocolate.”
He laughs out loud, then he crawls up my body, holding himself above me. “Come on, Mace, time for a shower before Doris comes back.”
I look at the time. It's almost lunchtime. “Wow, I can't remember the last time I stayed in bed until this time.”
He gets up and takes my hand, leading me into the bathroom. In the shower, I decide to be brave and step further outside my comfort zone. I want to talk to my friend. I’ve not done this before, but I want to try it. I gingerly lick his cock, licking the pre cum from the tip, then I put it into my mouth. The noises he makes encourage me more. He’s grabbing my hair and gently gyrating, “Baby, I fucking love your mouth around my cock, but why are you blowing?” I look up at him with his cock in my mouth. I let it pop out. “It's a blowjob? I'm blowing. Don't you like it? Am I doing it wrong?”
He pulls me up to standing and takes my mouth, hard. I break the kiss. “Caspian. Didn’t you like what I was doing? If it's wrong, then tell me. I've never done this before.” I feel offended. I thought he would love having his cock in my mouth. I get a little frustrated and start to leave the shower. I feel so stupid.
He pulls me back to him and bends to look me in the eyes. “God, I fucking love you, baby. I loved you putting my cock in your mouth — it was the best feeling ever. Don’t be offended because I pulled out. He’s going back in very soon.” He wiggles his eyebrows at me. I pout and he takes my pouty lip in his teeth, gently biting. I slap his chest. “Baby, It's called a blowjob, but you don't actually blow. You suck and lick and suck and stroke. You put him in as far as you can and use your fist to help at the base. Then, if you feel like it, because I fucking love it, you can take my balls in your hand and caress them. Do you want to try again?” I nod, yes, but I'm embarrassed. I lower to my knees, and I take hold of the base, and I put him in my mouth. This time I suck him like a popsicle. I lick and suck as he said, and then I take his balls and fondle them. He starts gyrating harder, and he's deep in my throat. I find, once I get into it, I really start to enjoy it. I even like the taste of him. He's very salty, but it's nice. “Baby, Macen. I'm going to cum. If you are not ready to swallow, then please stop now, baby. I can't wait. Ahhhhh, fucking hell.” I feel it all squirt down my throat, and I swallow as fast as I can without choking.
“Oh, fucking hell, Macen. That was fucking amazing. Did you like it, baby?” I nod yes, but I’m embarrassed. He lifts me and kisses me hard, and we can taste each other on our lips.
“You, my love, can talk to your friend any fucking time you want to. I will never stop you.”
It's time to head to Casper's. I've been dreading leaving to go to work. In fact, I’m terrified. “Macen, I need to go to my place to change first. Do you want me to see you into the restaurant, or do you want to come with me?”
“With you,” I say quickly, not wanting to leave his side.
“Hey, it will be all right. I won't leave you, okay?”
I nod, yes. He can see I'm scared.
We’re in the car, heading to Casper’s. I have hold of his hand in my lap, and I’m squeezing hard. I don’t know how I will react if I see Reid. I don’t know if I can hold back. I hope to God the police get him before we arrive.
Caspian
THE GRIP SHE has on my hand is a killer — it's going numb. I place my free hand over hers and start to rub, hoping she eases up a little. I feel her shaking. She's terrified. I just want this over with. If we see him, what will she do? What will I do? I want to kill the fucker for what he's done to Mace. We approach my building, and I'm scanning the street, but I don't see him. “Come on, Mace, let's get up to my apartment quickly.” I open the door and hold my hand out to help her out of the car.
I've just pressed the button to call the elevator when I hear him. “You fucking pair of pussies. You think you can get one over on me? You think you can avoid me forever? Well, think again?”
I have hold of Macen, and I feel her freeze. She doesn't look round to where he is, and she doesn't look at me. I have my back to him, but I turn my head. I need to see where he is, and I need to make sure he doesn't come for us. “Don't fucking ignore me, you fuckers,” he shouts at us. I turn my body to fully face him, keeping Macen tucked behind me. She's right at my back and gripping my coat with one of her hands. I have my key card out ready for the elevator, and I slip it into her hand, ready for when the doors open. When they do, I'm going to push her into it and make sure he doesn't get in it. He's not getting near her. Over my fucking de
ad body.
“Got a problem, Reid?” I say gritting out the words. I want to kill him. Thinking about what he did to Macen is making my blood boil. I'm not sure I can hold back. I notice Derek behind Reid, and I nod slightly, hoping he takes it as a sign to move away quietly and call the cops. I hear the doors of the elevator open, and I turn my head slightly and motion for Macen to get in it. She shakes her head, no. I move back slightly and push her into the elevator, still keeping my eyes on Reid.
He moves towards us. “Go up, Macen. NOW. Fucking go.” I shout at her, and I lean in and press the penthouse button. I hope to God she knows to put the card in so it starts to move to my floor.
He charges at us, but I stop him dead in his tracks with one hit to the stomach. He keels over, trying to catch his breath. I’ve winded him, which was my intention. The doors have closed, and I check to make sure she didn't get back out. I need her safe. I need her to call the cops. As long as she isn't here, she's safe. I hope she doesn’t come back down. Derek disappeared as Reid charged, and I hope he's calling the cops as well. I just need to hold him off until they arrive and try not to kill the fucker in the process.
He stands up straight. “You fucking cunt. You can't have her. How many times do I have to tell you?”
I sneer at him. “She will never be yours, Reid. You think after what you did, you will ever go near her again? You will have to go through me first, you fucking dick.” With that, he comes for me again, charging me and sending me flying.
I grab his neck and put him in a headlock. He's weak and pathetic, and he's got nothing on my build. “Do you have a fucking death wish, Reid? You know I can ta…”
I stop mid-sentence. I feel a strange sensation in my side. It hurt, but it didn’t. That makes no fucking sense. I'm starting to shake slightly, must be the adrenalin. I'm starting to feel cold, but I'm also sweating. He punches me on the other side, not that I feel it much from the angle he’s at. It's just a tap really, but for some reason, it really hurts.
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