“I love you.” I kiss her cheeks.
“I got this, Mom.” She cups my face, kissing both of my cheeks this time. Sometimes she reminds me so much of her dad when she’s trying to make me feel better about something. This is one of those times.
“I know you do, sweetheart. I’m just going to miss you is all.”
Cesar puts his hand on my shoulder to try and offer me comfort, too.
“Only four hours, Mommy.” She holds her fingers up to show me.
Thank God kindergarten is only a half day. I give her one more kiss before I stand back up.
Violet throws herself at her dad. He catches her easily, hugging her tight to him. He tells her he loves her before putting her back onto her feet. Seeing the two of them together always warms my heart. They may be alike in many ways, but she and I are a perfect pair. She inherited my rebellious streak, which is both good and bad.
“Bye.” She gives us a wave and starts to bolt off for the school entrance, but I stop her.
“Violet,” I call.
She turns slowly, her pigtails bouncing as she looks innocently up at me.
“Yes, Mommy?” She smiles, giving me one of her dimples that she got from my mom.
“Give it back.” I hold my hand out. She lets out a sigh.
“Fine.” She drops Cesar’s money clip into my palm.
Cesar fights a chuckle. I don’t know if he felt her take it and was going to let her get away with it, or if Violet is just getting better at it. I do know that her little hands work much faster than mine ever did.
“Do not steal from the teacher,” I remind her. “Or anyone else at school,” I quickly add in, covering any loopholes. She and I have had this conversation in detail. That we don’t steal from anyone outside of our home. I never mention that one time I stole that jerk’s wallet, because those were extenuating circumstances.
“We just steal from Daddy.” She winks at me.
Cesar’s body shakes with silent laughter as he pulls me into his side. He kisses the top of my head.
“Right,” I agree. For now at least. She gives us another wave before she skips off into school, not a shy bone in her body.
“There she goes.” I rest my head on Cesar’s shoulder. “She grew up so fast.” I feel the tears begin to prick my eyes.
“Come on, little mouse. I’ll take you home and make you feel better.” My body heats as desire swirls inside of me. We will have four hours of alone time. There are so many things we can do in that time.
Cesar opens the back door of the SUV and helps me in. He slips in behind me and signals for the driver to take off. I rub my small baby bump. I’m only three months along, but I’m already showing. This baby boy is going to be giant like his daddy. Cesar rests his hand over mine. While he loves having a little girl, Violet and I can be a handful, so I think he’s really looking forward to having another male in the house.
I give him a sly smile. “Maybe this won’t be the last one.”
“I’ll give you as many babies as you want, little mouse.” His other hand goes to the back of my neck as he pulls me down for a kiss. I let out a soft moan. I know he’ll give me anything I want. He’s proven that so many times. I feel the same way when it comes to him. I love him. “All I want is you.”
“How do you know what I’m thinking all of the time?”
“I’m aware of every breath you take.” He pulls back. “We’re home.” He opens the door. It feels as though we’ve only been in the car for a moment, but with Cesar’s mouth on mine everything else melts away. I know the next four hours are going to fly by. I squeeze my thighs together thinking about all the orgasms he’s going to give me.
Cesar lifts me from the car, placing me onto the driveway. He puts his hand out, asking for mine. I don’t hesitate, I immediately place mine in his. He guides me into the house, stopping inside the doorway. He turns, pressing me to the wall as he takes my mouth as though he’s been starved for me. He already had me early this morning, but he can never seem to get enough. I can’t either. It is a wonder how we don’t have more kids than we do.
I kiss him back. The baby bump makes it way more difficult in this position. Cesar groans but breaks our kiss.
“I need to feed you first.”
This time I’m the one who groans.
“I’m not hungry. Well, not for food.” I lick my lips, letting him know that my hunger is for him. His eyes watch me. I can tell he’s fighting himself not to take me. I think he’s about to break when my stomach growls loudly.
“You’re already cock blocking.” I look down at my belly.
“You’ll eat, and then I’ll eat you.” He grabs my hand, pulling me toward the kitchen.
“Fine.” I give in, knowing I won’t win this fight. When it comes to taking care of me, that's a battle I’ll never win. It’s one I don’t fight anymore. I trust in my husband. And he trusts me with the heart I stole from him long ago.
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