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  “I have no doubt, but he’s only two, Brittany. He will be fine. I won’t push you, if you don’t want to.”

  I’m not sure what I should do. Sometimes I feel like this, whatever this is, is going faster than other relationships I’ve been in, but this relationship is different. I’ve known Nathan a while now. Well, kinda. I don’t know much about his personal life. I want to. “Okay. I’ll come with you. I’m ducking down in the seat. I don’t want to cause any issues when it comes to you seeing your son.”

  Nathan smiles. “Great. Not the ducking in the seat part. I could care less if she sees you. I can’t wait for you to spend time with us. Kayson’s a great kid. You’ll love him.”

  “I’m sure I will,” I say. Nathan then wraps me in his arms. I love the warmth I feel inside myself when I’m in his arms.

  “Isn’t this adorable, Alex?” Jessa says as they walk up behind us. I turn and flip her off, releasing Nathan.

  “Shut your face. Let’s go spend your money.” I laugh, heading for the door. Everyone follows behind me.

  We walk inside and I look around the boutique. There are several dresses on one side and on the other side there’s a small section of tuxedoes and accessories. It shouldn’t take Nathan long to find a tux. Now for me on the other hand. I may be screwed. I love to shop online, but this wouldn’t have been the best thing to look for online. Jessa has told me I need a silver dress, so that narrows it down a bit. I know I won’t have to wear one of those ugly poufy dresses. You know the ones that look like cotton candy exploded. She wouldn’t do that to me. Jessa would be beautiful in a paper bag, so it won’t even matter what I choose.

  Alex and Nathan go in search of a tux. I’m surprised that Jessa follows them, leaving me to find my own dress. It could be that she knows it will take me forever and she can help me after them. To my surprise I find myself glancing at a few of the wedding dresses. I wonder when it will be me bringing Jessa here to find her maid of honor dress for my wedding. I’m truly in no hurry, but I feel like if it takes much longer I’ll never get married. I do enjoy doing what I want, when I want, and how I want. It will be hard for me to share myself and my life with someone. I’m so used to doing everything myself. I mean everything.

  I sigh and walk towards the silver section of dresses. One sticks out to me and I take it from the rack and look it over. It’s a beautiful mid-thigh dress with thin straps that have a few sequins on them. It’s simple, yet elegant. I know it’s the first one I’ve looked at, but I think it’s the one.

  Jessa walks over. “Oh. Brittany. I love it.”

  “Me, too. Do you think it will coordinate well with Nathan’s?”

  “He just went in to try his on. Go try it on and y’all can stand together and we can see.” She smiles way too big, causing me to roll my eyes and head for the dressing room. I need to remember that this is all for her and I need to at least act happy. I mean, I am happy for her. It just makes me feel pathetic that I have no one in my life really. I’m not sure where this is going with Nathan. I’m enjoying our time together, so that’s a good thing. I’m not sure if he’s marriage material, though. He has already been married, divorced, and has a son. None of that counts against him and I’m pretty sure it’s all the crazy ex’s fault, but who knows.

  As I walk in Nathan is walking out and I almost lose my footing at how breathtaking he is all dressed up.

  “Wow! You look amazing, Nathan.”

  “You think so? I feel like a penguin or something. It’s so stiff,” he says, adjusting the tux.

  “I do. Quite delicious.”

  “Thanks. What did you pick out?” He reaches for my dress and I slap his hand away.

  “You’ll see. I’ll be out in a moment,” I say, walking away.

  I get the dress on and can’t believe how well it hugs my curves in all the right places. I walk out the door and see Alex, Jessa and Nathan chatting.

  “Wow. Britt. You look beautiful,” Alex says.

  Nathan turns and his mouth falls open. It makes me giggle, and almost makes me blush.

  “I love it. This is definitely the dress for you,” Jessa says excitedly. “Do you like it? Tell me you like it.” She looks expectantly at me waiting for my answer.

  “Well,” I say for effect. Jessa’s face falls. “I love it.” Jessa begins bouncing like a freaking child.

  Nathan clears his throat after picking his chin up off the floor. “Brittany, you really do look gorgeous.” I see him adjust himself. I’m not sure if it’s because of the tux or me. I hope it’s me.

  “Okay. Let’s get these paid for and get outta here.” Alex says, slapping Jessa on the ass.

  I follow Nathan to his house and we leave in his jackedup truck to go pick up Kayson. I am a bit nervous. I hope he likes me. I also hope I don’t have to see his ex-wife, Tonya.

  We pull into the McDonald’s parking lot. I can feel that my palms are sweaty and my heart is racing. I’m not scared of the bitch one bit, but I just don’t want there to be any issues between her and Nathan and him seeing his son.

  A few minutes later I see Nathan walk out with the biggest smile on his face, carrying the cutest little toddler on his hip who is giggling at something Nathan said to him. Seeing him with his son does something to me inside. My heart feels like it could erupt at the sight of them together. Thankfully, as they approach the truck. I can now see how much Kayson resembles his daddy. I’m so glad. His hair is brown and it looks like he has green eyes, also.

  A few steps behind him, Tonya walks out, hot on his heels. Even when she’s not pissed she looks like an evil bitch. She quickly catches up to them and puts her arm around Nathan’s waist, smiling and saying something to Kayson. Nathan pulls away from her grasp and gives her a knowing look. He then glances to the truck, knowing that I’m inside and not wanting her to follow him and risk her seeing me. That would do nothing but cause more problems for him spending time with his son. She already hates me, and for no damn reason other than that I work with Nathan.

  Nathan opens the door, buckling Kayson into his car seat and hops into the driver’s seat, turning to me and smiles. It wasn’t quick enough though. Tonya sees me and her face instantly turns beet red.

  “Nathan, why is SHE with you when you’re supposed to be spending time with OUR son?”

  Nathan sighs. “She has a name, Tonya. You remember Brittany from work? We have some work to do, but it won’t take long. Don’t make this into something it isn’t when OUR son is in the backseat,” he says, glaring at her with warning.

  “So that’s what you call it now? Work? Is she your girlfriend?” She looks me over as if I’m some whore he picked up off the side of the road. I want to say something so badly. I bite my tongue instead. I will not make this any worse. I simply smile and leave her to believe whatever she wants in that brain of hers.

  Tonya looks from me to Nathan, huffs and storms away not saying another word. I’m grateful for that. I don’t want Kayson to see me as someone that makes his parents angry with one another.

  When she’s out of sight Nathan turns around to Kayson. “Kayson, this is my friend Brittany. Can you say hi?”

  Kayson looks at me and smiles, looking away bashfully. “Hi.” he says in the cutest little voice I’ve ever heard. I’m not around children, like ever, so this should be fun. Not that I don’t like them. I just don’t know anyone with children or even know what to say or do with them. I think he can walk and can obviously talk some.

  “Hi, Kayson. It’s so nice to meet you.” He instantly smiles again and then giggles.

  “Kayson, Brittany is going to play with us today. Is that okay?” he asks, looking at him in the rearview mirror.

  Kayson nods and giggles again. He seems to be a happy child. I feel bad for him, that he come from a broken home. I couldn’t imagine how hard that will eventually be for him. I guess it’s good that he’s going through it now, instead of when he gets older. This will seem like the norm for him.

  We make it back
to Nathan’s and little Kayson runs right to what I’m guessing is his bedroom. He can run fast for such a small child with tiny legs. I follow behind him so I can try to get to know him a little better and hopefully win him over. Kayson’s sitting in the floor playing with his toy trucks when I walk in. He looks up at me and smiles, reaching out to me and tapping the floor. I sit down beside him and push a little dump truck across the floor. He smiles at me, moving a bit closer as he pushes his truck along the floor.

  Before I know it, he’s in my lap and driving his truck up my arm. It tickles and I start laughing. I catch Nathan watching us from the doorway. He’s smiling. “I’ve made lunch. Kayson, let’s wash your hands and eat, okay?”

  Kayson jumps up and runs to Nathan, wrapping his little arms around his leg. I stand and follow behind them. This is a new side of the Nathan I haven’t seen. He seems to be a great dad, and I can see Kayson loves his daddy. It is a wonderful thing to witness.

  After we’ve eaten PB&Js we go out to the backyard and roll a big ball around the grass with Kayson. A bit later he begins to get fussy so we all go back inside and pile on the couch together. Nathan has Kayson in his arms and in just a few minutes Kayson is out like a light.

  Seeing this small child asleep, with his little mouth open, on Nathan’s chest is adorable. I feel an urge to move closer to them, but I don’t want to disturb Kayson. Nathan slowly stands, trying not to wake Kayson and takes him to his room to nap in his crib.

  I sit here and my thoughts get the best of me. I think of what it would be like to be responsible for another human being. It must be terrifying at times. I can see the pluses, too, having someone else love you no matter what, despite any of your flaws, looking up to you, admiring your every movement. I want that someday.

  Nathan comes back, sits down beside me and kisses my cheek. He wraps me in his arms and sighs. “I’m so glad you’re here. I hope you’ve enjoyed spending time with us today.”

  “I’m glad I came. I think Kayson is a wonderful boy. You’re also pretty damn sexy at this whole dad thing,” I say, nuzzling closer into him.

  “Oh yeah?”

  “Yeah. This is new for me, being around kids and seeing you interact with him.”

  “I wish I was able to see him more. Tonya is such a bitch. She uses him as a pawn, in a way. I hate her. I’m glad I was with her for that short time, though, because we have Kayson, but all the rest of it, she’s just made my life miserable. I only get to have him every other weekend and only for one night. I meet her at the same time I picked him up tomorrow. She treats me as if I’m a terrible person, a bad father. It’s just so wrong for her to be like this, especially for Kayson.” He sighs.

  “Why is it that way, besides her being a bitch? Why don’t you have joint custody?”

  “She told the judge all kinds of shit. I’m lucky I get to see him at all. She’s extremely manipulative.”

  “Can’t you take her back to court?”

  “It’s not that simple, Brittany. I wish it was.”

  “I don’t understand. You seem to be a great father and you have a nice home and job to provide for him. I just don’t get it.”

  “It’s a long story. He will only sleep for about an hour. I want to enjoy my time with you and not talk about Tonya.”

  “What did you have in mind?” I ask, lifting my head watching his wicked green eyes grow darker with need. I know what he wants and I want it too. I don’t know how this works with a toddler in the other room. I’m not the quietest person.

  “Can I have a snack?” he asks, licking his lips. I know what that means. Fuck yeah. I want that magical tongue on me.

  Nathan eases off the couch and onto his knees in front of me. He slowly unzips my jeans, I lift for him to drag them down my legs, his eyes piercing mine the entire time. He spreads my legs wide, leaning in, eyes never leaving mine and takes a deep breath before diving in. Each swipe of his tongue brings my nerve endings closer and closer to exploding. I bite my lip trying to stifle the moans that I want to let out. I don’t want to chance waking Kayson and bringing these amazing feelings to an end.

  Speaking of ends, I can feel myself getting so close, so close to orgasming and him lapping it up. I bite my lip harder, grabbing the throw pillow beside me and smothering myself before screaming into it. My body trembling, my breathing ragged from the orgasm that seems to go on and on. I don’t realize that I’m basically strangling Nathan around the neck with my legs until I hear him coughing. I’d almost thought he might have been coughing from choking on a pube, but I’m all trimmed there and everywhere else. That would have been mortifying.

  “I’m so sorry.” I giggle as he gets up from his knees.

  “I thought I saw my life flash before my eyes,” he says, eyes gleaming. “Death by pussy.”

  I push him back onto the couch, narrowing my eyes and unzip his jeans, freeing his erection. It was almost as if he thanked me for letting him free, straining, wanting me to take it into my mouth. I lick the drop of precum and he twitches, releasing a breath.

  I wrap one hand around the base, the other cupping his balls and suck the head into my mouth, teasing him ever so slightly with my tongue. Nathan hisses, gripping the edge of the couch and that’s when Kayson starts crying. I jump up like a teenager about to be caught by her parents. Nathan laughs, standing and zipping himself up before disappearing down the hall going toward his crying son. He wasn’t angry one bit. He will be later when he has a horrible case of blue balls.

  Nathan emerges with a sleepy Kayson in his arms. Nathan smiles at me and walks to the kitchen. I stand and follow them.

  “I’m sorry,” I say, not sure what else to say.

  “For what?” He chuckles. “It’s not your fault. It happens. I hope you understand,” he says and looks away, making Kayson a sippy cup of milk.

  “Of course I do. He’s your son, Nathan,” I say, touching Kayson’s little chubby face. He gives me a sleepy smile before burying his face into Nathan’s shoulder.

  “I’m gonna go so you can have some alone time with Kayson, okay?”

  “Are you sure? I don’t mind if you stay. I don’t think Kayson would either.”

  “I should go. Call me tomorrow and maybe we can hang out after you drop him off.” Nathan’s face falls. Shit. I didn’t mean it like that. “I didn’t mean that I don’t like spending time with the both of you. I had so much fun today. I just feel like I’m interfering. Kayson needs his time with you.”

  Nathan nods. “I’m glad you had fun with us. Kayson is my life and I am so glad you understand and still want to spend time with me.”

  “It doesn’t bother me at all that you have a child. You are the first person I’ve dated with one, but it is not a deal breaker by any means.”

  “We’re dating?” Nathan smiles.

  “That’s what you got from that? Yeah. Well, I guess we are. Aren’t we? We spend time together and we’re definitely more than just friends,” I say, playing with the hem in my shirt.

  Nathan walks me to the door and I turn to kiss him, but not sure if I should with Kayson in his arms. I step forward for a side hug. Surprisingly, Kayson reaches out for me. I look up at Nathan and he smiles. I take Kayson into my arms and he hugs me so tight, pressing his little cheek against mine. Holding this small child in my arms is like nothing I’ve experienced. I suddenly feel like my heart is full. I’m happy, relaxed, so many feelings just by holding him in my arms. I can’t help but close my eyes and breathe him in, hearing him breathe and feeling his little chest rise and fall. I think he likes me and it pleases me very much.

  Nathan brings me out of my moment. “Tell Brittany bye Kayson.”

  “Bye,” he says before reaching for his daddy.

  Nathan seems so happy. He hugs me and kisses my cheek. “I’ll call you tomorrow and we can make a plan. Wait. Crap. I have something I need to do tomorrow night. I guess I’ll see you Monday okay?”

  “Okay,” I say, skeptically walking out the door.

&n
bsp; I sit in the driver’s seat of my Mercedes trying to deal with all the feelings I have right now. Holding Kayson in my arms felt so right and it almost scared me. I never expected to feel like that with him. He’s a great kid.

  I had a great time with them up until I walked out. I wonder what Nathan has to do that he couldn’t just tell me? Does he have another girl on the side or something? I know he’d said he isn’t seeing anyone else. Why else wouldn’t he just tell me?

  I couldn’t sleep last night. I can’t seem to quit thinking about Nathan and what he’s up to. I know he meets the bitch soon to drop Kayson off. I’m not normally the nosy girlfriend, or whatever I am, but I’m not going to let him fuck me over. I don’t need this shit. I have a vibrator and an awesome realistic dildo for emergencies. Fuck. Who am I kidding, they’re not even close to his tongue or his dick.

  My phone rings. What do ya know? It’s Nathan. I wonder if his plans fell through.

  “Hello.” Let’s see what he’s got to say.

  “Brittany, are you busy right now?” He sounds weird.

  “No. Why?”

  “Could you come over to my place and watch Kayson for a bit?”

  “Why? Aren’t you meeting the I mean Tonya to drop him off?”

  “Yes. Well I’m supposed to, but she didn’t show up and isn’t answering her phone. I need to go see what’s going on. It’s not like her to not answer when I have Kayson and she’s never not been there to pick him up.”

  ‘’There isn’t anyone else that can do it? I’m not exactly Mary Poppins.”

  “Brittany, I have no family here. Tonya and I moved here for my job at Rogan.”

  “Oh. Okay. Yeah. I’ll leave now.”

  “Thank you, Brittany.” I don’t respond, hanging up and throwing my shoes on, I walk out the door.

  On the drive to Nathan’s, I’m suddenly nervous as fuck. I’ve never watched a child by myself in my entire life. It couldn’t be that hard, but that doesn’t ease my mind of the ‘what if’ feelings. I’m full of those.

  I walk up to Nathan’s door and he opens it before I can knock. He looks flustered and scared.