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“I was, but I needed antibiotics for the virus, and they interfered with it. Are you mad?”

I shake my head. “I plan to give you so many babies.”

I bring her in my arms and pepper kisses all over her face.

“Daddy?” Apollo rubs his sleepy eyes. “Up. Up.”

He’s almost three years old and spoiled rotten.

“Yes, little man?”

“Can you come lie down with me? I’m tired. I don’t feel good.”

He pukes all over my shirt, and I set him down to remove my shirt.

“Sure. I’ll give you a bath and we can lie in bed and watchPJ Masks.”

“Not your bed, my bed. Big boys sleep in their bed, not Daddy’s bed.”

“Right.”

Roselyn follows me, goes to lie down in Apollo’s bed while I bathe him, put him in his pajamas, lay him in bed, right next to his momma. Once Apollo is asleep, I grab Roselyn’s hand and lead her to our bedroom, and we lie in bed together. I wouldn’t trade this moment for anything in the world. She kisses my forehead and removes her clothes, and I do the same. I tie her to the headboard, duct tape her mouth shut, and fuck her until we’re both out of breath.