Page 74 of Filthy Business

Daddy paused mid-stride, eyes narrowed.“I did not.”

“You swore off vaginal sex in front of a midwife named Julie. Then tried to sell me on the benefits of anal during contractions.”

He scrubbed a hand over his face.“You screamed at me that you wanted to be a dolphin and swim away from the pain.”

“Fair. That was the drugs. But I didn’t try to schedule a vasectomy in the middle of the pushing phase.”

He grunted.“It was a dark time.”

“Daddy, you threw paper cups at a doctor and demanded to see his qualifications.”

“He looked twelve.”

I snorted, biting my lip to keep from laughing too hard.“I’m just saying… you owe me one. Maybe two.”

He finally came back to the bed, brushing his knuckles along the baby’s soft cheek.“You want anything, it’s yours.”

“Hmm.” I smirked.“I’ll think about it. But I am adding‘anal-only vow’to the baby book.”

Daddy groaned.“You are the most evil, beautiful creature I’ve ever met.”

“Damn right I am. And you’re stuck with me,” I said before, pausing. “Isn't he precious?”

“Evan Dalton Trentham,” he whispered, kissing our dark-haired boy.

Evan Dalton. My father’s name.

I held onto our little burrito bundle, not even trying to hide my tears.

Daddy kissed my forehead.

“You know I’d do anything for you, sweetheart,” he murmured.

I sniffed and nodded.

“Anything but give up your cunt,” he added under his breath.“Because that was madness talking in the delivery room earlier.”

I shook my head at him. He wouldn't even let me cry in peace. I focused on Evan. The name felt right.

Our little angel was fast asleep.

So beautiful. So innocent.

Magnus adjusted the blanket around Evan, then dropped onto the hospital chair beside my bed like he’d run a marathon. His hand found mine without looking.

“You sleep,” he said gruffly.“I’ll keep watch.”

I smiled.“You said something like that when we first met. Right before you tried to fuck the attitude out of me.”

He didn’t even flinch.“Still works.”

I turned toward our son. The soft rise and fall of his chest, the tiny twitch of his fist as he dreamed.

“I love him so much it hurts.”

“You love me too,” Magnus said, just a little too quickly.

I smirked.“Not when you said you’d only have anal from now on.”