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Page 47 of Reluctant to Love

“If you insist.” I lift my head slightly to give him better access to my lips. He kisses me sweetly but pulls away before the kiss goes any further. My hormones have been off-the-charts and I’ve been insatiable. I can’t get enough of Roderick. He’s not complaining but really, he only has himself to blame. Stupid sexy man bun.

He leaves the room and soon I hear Izzy’s moans. She is not a morning person. The moans are quickly replaced with delightful squeals and the sound of her begging Roderick to stop tickling her.

“Daddy, stop!” I hear her yell.

My breath hitches and my heart thuds to a brief halt. She just started calling him ‘daddy’ and every time I hear it; it makes me stop. A little over a year ago, I didn’t think any of this would be possible.

Izzy’s bare feet slap against the hardwood floor as Roderick chases her out of her bedroom, waving a dress in his arms.

“You can’t wear that to school,” he shouts, trying to catch up with her.

She stops beside me. Her hair is a wild mess of light auburn waves and her eyes are the greenest I’ve ever seen them. “Hi mama,” she says with a lopsided smile. Then she beds down and kisses my belly. “Hi baby.”

Then she runs away again with Roderick in hot pursuit.

This is my life. One I was so reluctant to dream of or even accept. And now I can’t imagine it any other way.

Fuck the universe?Nah. More like accept what it has in store for me.

The End

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