Cooper shows up right on time, and I’m excited to see him dressed up for once. I spray my perfume on me before heading out of the bathroom.
I’m at the stairs when I see him, and holy fuck is he fucking hot. He is standing at my front door, holding Allison in his arms. She is in her favorite white dress with pink sparkles all over, folded over white ruffled socks, and her pink glittered Mary Janes.
But what gets to me is this man, standing there wearing charcoal pants that are molded onto him, his Hugo Boss black belt, and a light pink buttoned-up shirt. His hair is just freshly washed and styled like he just ran his hands through it. I would like nothing more than to have dessert right now, and as if he senses me there, he looks away from Allison and finds me. His mouth goes from a smirk to a smile and that look, it’s a look that I know is filled with lust.
I make my way down the stairs, calling out for Matthew.
“Hey, babe. Allison, isn’t Mommy beautiful like that?”
“I habe a dress, too,” she says, running her hands down her dress. “I habe pink shoes with sparkles.”
“I’m one lucky guy that I get two beautiful girls with me tonight.”
“Can I habe ice cream?” She leans in and tries to whisper, but if you have ever had a five-year-old, that whisper is never whispered.
Matthew comes out dressed in his Sunday best, and he is hating every single second of this.
“Next time I vote pizza!” I know that he is nervous about tonight. I would be lying to say I’m not. But let’s be honest, what is the worst that can happen? At least I’m showing up with a hot dude.
The kids walk outside in front of us while I lock the door, feeling heat at my back.
“Babe, I don’t see any panty lines in that dress.”
I look over my shoulder, smirking. “Really? Well, that could be because”—I lean in—“I’m not wearing any.” I don’t have to stretch much to get to his neck before I walk off to the car. I’m dragged back by my hand.
“Give me your fucking keys, open that door, and go put some fucking panties on. I’m having a hard time trying to not walk around without wanting to pound into you, so get your pretty little ass into that house and put some motherfucking panties on now.” He is hissing and growling all at the same time, and if he wasn’t spitting fire I would totally prolong this fight.
“Calm down there, Hulk, they are called seamless thongs. And it’s skin color so you wouldn’t tell. I promise you my pussy is covered.” I snicker at him “At least for tonight, but I can’t guarantee tomorrow night!” And with those parting words I walk to his car, swinging my hips just a tad while he curses right behind me.
When we get there, I scan the parking lot for James’s car. So far we are in the clear. We are almost at the door. Allison has opted to be in the middle of the boys, but I’m sure it’s because she asked if they can swing her up while walking. Which they do twice before her giggling stops them.
I’m on the other side of Cooper with our hands intertwined when I hear someone call Matthew’s name, and I feel my spine stiffen. Cooper feels it also. When we turn to the right, we are face to face with James and her.
James leans in to give Matthew a hug, but you can tell he is nervous as he doesn’t do anything but stand there.
“Hey, buddy, and is that my beautiful princess?”
“Daddy, look, my shoes habe sparkles. Cooper said I’m beautiful just like Mommy.”
Allison looks at James while smiling up at Cooper.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Let me introduce myself. I’m James, and this is Tiffany.”
Tiffany. Just her name makes me want to stab her in the eyeball with my shoe. Ugh.
“Hi, I’m Cooper, Parker’s boyfriend.”
Um, WTF, did we not discuss this?
“Boyfriend,” he says, surprised.
Why the fuck is he surprised? Dude, I’m fucking hot.
He takes a moment to look my way, and even his eyes are shocked. That’s right, buddy, I rock this outfit.
“Parker, you look, wow. Um…” he stammers.
“Hi, James, Tiffany.” I nod at them. I was totally going to ignore her, because, well, I hate her guts, but my guy is way hotter than hers, so.
“Parker, you look lovely and you, princess Allison, you’re just as beautiful,” Tiffany says, and I’ve heard her voice before, but I just noticed how whiny it is.
“If you guys can excuse us. I promised my woman a night out, so we’ll see you tomorrow when you get the kids,” Cooper states before turning to walk away.
“Bye, Daddy. Bye, Tiffany,” Allison says cheerfully as she drags the boys to the front door. Matthew just looks at the ground not knowing what to do or say.