Chapters (32)
- Author’s Note
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Epilogue
- About the Author
“Ashleigh doesn’t have a pee-pee, Dada,” Thomas said.
“Oh my God!” Maddie took Thomas from Mac and headed for the front door while everyone else screamed with laughter. “Time to go home!”
“Yay, cuz I wanna play naked boy-naked girl,” Mac said, flashing a giddy grin.
“Does anyone have a muzzle I could borrow?” Maddie called from the foyer.
“If we had one,” Janey said, “we never would’ve taken it off him.”
“Have your laughs, citizens,” Mac said, taking the sleeping Hailey from his mother, “but when I get home, I’m having mine. I’ve been cock-blocked for days thanks to sick kids, who are apparently feeling just fine now.”
“Did he just say cock-blocked in front of Mom?” Grant asked.
“Yep,” Adam said, “and now you have, too.”
“Where did you guys find Mac anyway?” Frank asked Big Mac and Linda after Mac and his family had departed.
“At a baby flea market,” Linda said. “We’ve been trying to make him civilized ever since.”
Big Mac’s best friend Ned Saunders laughed at that. “Still got a long way ta go.” He and his wife, Francine, were holding hands like the newlyweds they were.
“I’m never having kids,” Riley said.
“You say that now, son,” Kevin said, “but it’ll happen to you.”
Riley grimaced at the thought. “Not any time soon, please.”
“I think it’s time to get our little temptress home to bed,” Tiffany said, standing to leave.
“I’m locking her up until she’s thirty,” Blaine muttered to more laughter.
“Thank you for a lovely day, Mac and Linda,” Tiffany said, kissing them on the way out.
“Thank you for the best laugh I’ve had all year,” Big Mac said.
“I’m dying,” Tiffany groaned on the way out. “If this is three, what will eighteen look like?”
“I need to start drinking more,” Blaine said.
“I haven’t laughed that hard in years,” Erin said to Slim when things quieted down again. “That was awesome.”
“I don’t know what was the best part—the reaction of their parents, or Thomas saying Ashleigh doesn’t have a pee-pee.”
“Don’t even,” Erin said, laughing again. “I can’t take anymore.”
“This is what Tiffany gets for opening a store called Naughty & Nice,” Slim said.
“A store the men in this town love, by all accounts.”
“I heard Tiffany say she had the biggest month since her opening ahead of Christmas.”
“Good for her. I love that store.”
Speaking close to her ear, he said, “Is that right?”
“Uh-huh.”
“I’m going to need you to model some of your Christmas presents for me.”
“That could be arranged.”
The promise he heard in her softly spoken words traveled right to his cock, making him instantly hard. “Let’s go. Right now.”
“Relax, stallion. It’ll keep until later.”
“I won’t survive that long in this condition you’ve put me in.”