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While Eddie was still hard at work in the kitchen, my daughter was nowhere to be seen.

Eddie nodded his chin toward the front of the house, and before I could even turn in that direction, I heard a deep belly laugh drift over to me.

I followed the sound, my lips curving up at her easy joy.

When I walked into the living room, I found Lainey on the couch with Coast at her feet. Her onesie had three snaps undone, exposing her round belly.

And I watched as Coast leaned down and blew raspberries on her tummy, getting another laugh out of my daughter.

“Ugh. I want some laughs,” Jade, who was sitting across from them, grumbled. “Stop bogarting the baby.”

Coast leaned down, doing one more raspberry, and another laugh.

My heart felt like it was coated in something delicious and gooey.

Coast finally caught sight of me, shooting me warm eyes as he re-snapped Lainey’s onesie.

“Wanna go hang out with Jade?” he asked her as he lifted her up.

“Gimme,” Jade said, snatching Lainey out of his arms. “You wanna go look at the trucks?” she asked, heading toward the front door.

“You okay?” Coast asked, catching me watching him.

“Can I talk to you for a minute?” I asked, watching him tense up.

“Not too long,” Eddie called. “Breakfast is almost done.”

“Sure,” Coast agreed, following silently behind me up to his room.

If he thought it was weird that I’d locked the door, he said nothing.

“Is everything al—”

His sentence got cut off by my lips.

There was a short second where he tensed, where he wasn’t reactive.

But then his arms were around me, pulling me flush against him as his lips angled over mine again and again, taking it deeper, making the need spread through me.

It wasn’t long before his hands were sliding down my back to sink into my ass, using it to grind me against him.

His hardness pressed against me, making me whimper against his lips.

Coast walked backward, taking me with him as he lowered himself to sit at the edge of the bed.

I kicked off my shoes before moving to straddle him.

There was no shame to be found as I lowered myself down onto his lap, shifting until his hardness was pressed against where I needed it most, then rocking restlessly against him.

Coast’s hands slid up to the hem of my shirt, dragging it up, then breaking the kiss to pull it off.

I’d been too sticky from the shower to even think of wrestling myself into a bra yet, so I was bare to him immediately, dragging that sexy little rumble out of him.

Coast wasted no time ducking his head and sucking one of my nipples into his mouth.

A low moan escaped me as I arched into his mouth, my hips grinding down harder against him as the need increased.

He was impatient with me, though. And I was loving his lack of control as he flipped me onto my back, then reached down to undo my button and zipper, then drag down both my shorts and panties.