Chalk Dirty to Me (Madd CrossFit 3)

He grinned maniacally, then started to kiss a path down my neck. “That means yes?”

I groaned and threaded my arms around his shoulders. “It means… if you want one more, I’ll give you one more.”

We were finished in five minutes because we’d perfected the art of having quick sex with four kids.

We’d had to.

And by the time we were heading back inside the house, it was to have a whole lot more people there than had been there when I’d left it.

“Mommy! Watch this!” Spencer cried.

“What’s the first rule of fight club?” Shine barked.

The kids looked over at me innocently, but it was Spencer who replied excitedly, “We don’t talk about fight club!”

I knew that my brothers and my husband were teaching our kids how to survive and defend themselves.

I didn’t mind.

I didn’t want my children to ever go through what I went through. And if that meant that my kids were taught how to fight dirty? Then so fucking be it.

Will pulled me into his arms and said, “She agreed to have another baby!”

I dropped my head to my chest.

“Son of a bitch.”

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