Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“We got this?” he asked in confusion as he blinked stupidly.
“You were sleepwalking.”
Atlas froze, looking at Bindi who wasn’t looking at him, but at the wall in front of her.
He looked slightly green, and I knew that he was thinking worst-case scenario here.
“So I was just thinking,” she said. “Because, you know, it’s kind of scary for me when I can’t see anyone come and go. I’m thinking that if you had a setting on your alarm system that alerted your phone—or maybe your wife’s—of your door being opened after you’ve set the alarm, it could be a really good thing. That way someone other than a blind woman would know that you’re out of your house when you shouldn’t be.”
“I didn’t set the alarm,” he admitted. “I usually set it, but I knew that Pepper would be home soon. Fuck.”
“The door alert thing would be really good,” Auden said as he rocked Glades.
“Yeah,” Atlas agreed.
The front door burst open and hurried feet came our way.
She didn’t come to Atlas or her baby, though. She went right to Bindi, who was still in my arms, and threw her arms around my girl’s shoulders.
“Thank you!” She squeezed, causing Bindi to gurgle slightly. “Thank you, thank you.”
Then she let go and turned to Auden. “This is now my sister-in-law-to-be. You fuck with her, you fuck with me. And your wife won’t take kindly to you manhandling our new BFF.”
Auden sighed. “I didn’t know.”
“Don’t blame him too much,” Bindi said softly. “I would hope he’d do the same thing if he knew that I had an infant in my house. He didn’t know what was going on. Just that a stranger was walking in without lights on and looking kind of creepy.”
Auden looked relieved to hear that.
I could see her point, but…still. I didn’t like that she’d been hurt in any way, even if he hadn’t been trying to do it.
“Well…” Pepper paused. “Okay.”
“Where are the other two?” Atlas asked tiredly.
“I put them to bed,” she answered. “And left Garnett with them. Germaine and Garnett came over to share their cookie cake since Garnett said that she couldn’t eat it all because her metabolism was atrocious since she turned sixty-five. She stayed over there while I came over here.”
“Oh.” Atlas rubbed at his eyes. “Fuck, I’m tired.”
“I think it’s time for everyone to go to bed,” Bindi chirped.
Auden and Atlas focused on her, and I knew that they knew.
I hadn’t let go of Bindi once since we’d gotten inside.
When Atlas opened his mouth to call me on it, I made a neck cutting motion with my finger then mouthed “not now” to him.
He nodded, his eyes narrowed, and said, “I think that’s a great idea. Give me my kid, Auden.”
“I think he just filled his diaper up anyway,” Auden said as he stood, still feeding Glades, and handed him over. “Get some sleep, bruh. You look like shit.”
“I’ll lock him in, don’t worry,” Pepper chirped.
The three of them walked out, leaving Auden, Bindi, and me.
Auden walked up to Bindi and said, “Future sister-in-law, huh?”
“Um…” Bindi hesitated.
“Maybe if you get tired of DPD, you can come work for Sunnyvale. They don’t wear you ragged like they do at DPD,” he teased.
Then he was gone, leaving us alone.
The dogs all went to lie down after Auden left, leaving Bindi and me standing in the middle of the living room alone.
“What did they say about full moons again?” I chuckled, skimming my nose against her neck.
She shivered against my side and said, “I’m not all that tired, Gee.”
I picked her up and carried her to my room, forgetting about everything but getting her to my bed where I could slip inside of her.
She started taking my shirt off with her body entirely pressed against mine, causing us both to laugh as she tried and failed to make it happen before I put her down on my mattress.
I had one arm in my sleeve and one arm out, with the shirt half on, half off, when I set her down on the bed.
I quickly stripped off my shirt and started on her shoes when she said, “Maybe tomorrow on the way to work we can stop by my place so I can get some clothes?”
“Yeah?” I asked. “’Cause you want to stay with me?”
Forever?
“Because if we keep having sleepovers, I need some clothes that I haven’t already worn once this week,” she pointed out. “Though, today’s outfit was pretty utilitarian.”
Her shoes and socks fell to the floor, followed by the stretchy pants, leaving her in a black thong and a t-shirt.
She took care of the T-shirt, the bra, and the panties in the time that it’d taken me to drop my jeans.
Her tits bounced when she fell back on the bed, and I had to stop and admire the view.