Merry was still staring at me, but the look in his eyes had changed. There was a sweetness there that I liked a lot but had never seen.

Oh yeah.

If this worked, I was totally going to be able to talk him into kids.

Me, being me, not perfect but wanting to give Merry everything he needed, I didn’t push that.

But I did keep talking.

“You quit needing your dad in any real way a long time ago, honey. So I know for certain you going to him about something important meant everything to him.”

When I finished, his look turned darker but warmer, just as his arm tightened around my waist and pulled me up so our faces were closer.

“Ethan was pretty jazzed about that test and you pullin’ out the pistachio ice cream sundaes to wash away green bean residue,” he surprisingly remarked, considering I thought his look and movements were leading somewhere else. “Thinkin’ he’s out, but his sleep may be light.” He tipped his head on the pillow and the look that hit his eyes I felt in my womb. “Early morning date for the bathroom?”

Okay, so he was going where I thought he was leading.

It would just happen hours from now.

I forced my other arm from between us, shoving it around him so I could get closer, and replied, “Oh yeah.”

His hand in my hair twisted gently.

“Liked comin’ home to you and your boy, Cherie.”

Oh God.

God, God, God.

I liked that.

“Liked you doin’ it, Merry.”

And I did.

It was a dream come true, nearly literally, except in the dream I’d had, we were at my place.

But I had a feeling I was going to get that dream too.

“We’ll get you and your boy home tomorrow. But let’s set that up to happen more often, sweetheart,” he suggested.

Oh yeah.

I was going to get that dream too.

“Okay,” I agreed readily.

“Now, give me some gooey and we’ll get some shut-eye so I can wake you up early and fuck you.”

I melted into him and gave him the gooey. It turned into a mini make-out session, but neither of us pushed it far because my boy was probably sleeping lightly down the hall.

Merry turned out the light, I got under the covers, and we curled into each other, safe in his bed in the dark in his crappy condo.

But even if you’d offered me the world as a choice, I wouldn’t have wanted to be anywhere else.

* * * * *

Early Friday Morning

I bit the flesh of Merry’s shoulder when I came.

His deep groan sounded against the skin beneath my ear, driving down my neck, my chest, and right to my clit when he did.

Eventually, he dropped my leg that he was holding around his hip and I again felt the water hitting us.

Right. We were in the shower.

As my leg fell, he slid his cock out of me but kept his arms around me.