Fake Daddy (The Single Brothers 2)

I wanted to say something clever. Something that would put him in his place, but I couldn’t find the words to do it. Shit, I hated it when he acted so fucking smart, and I ended up feeling like such a chump.

“Is Candy coming?”

That tended to rattle his cage once in a while when I mentioned her name.

“No. And don’t mention that woman’s name when Kylie’s around. We just need today to be a fun day. No stress please.”

Shit, he wasn’t asking, but he was telling me. I was selfish. I knew that Candy had gone from being a reasonable mom to a greedy bitch demanding money from the pair of them, even though she doesn’t even have custody.

“She’s now demanding joint custody,” Noah sighed and started to scratch his head.

“What? She was happy about the agreement that the lawyers signed. What changed her

mind?”

He laughed, “When she found out who Kylie was. How much money I had in the bank. She changed her mind and had been fighting us with wanting a contract for having sole custody of Richard. We agree on a figure and then she decides that she wants joint custody after Kylie had her big hit.”

“But that was like nine months ago.”

He clapped his hand, “Yep, it’s been going on for nine months.”

“How come you never said anything?”

He shrugged, “Because whenever I try to get next to you, you act like my wife, my kid or even me are like the fucking plague. I was kind of surprised that you turned up today.”

Shit, I had been a selfish prick, I’d only been thinking of myself. Noah has been my friend from high school. He was there for me when my dad died. I’d done the same for him. Lately, I’d been treating him like a stranger.

“Maybe this whole commitment thing scares me and all of you are surrounded by it.”

He shook his head, “Dan’s not. He’s going through some fucked up shit at the moment. Martin and I agreed to do an intervention this weekend. If you’re game?”

“I just thought that he needed to vent out his anger. Then it would pass.”

Noah held on to my shoulder. ?

?Chad, you’re one of my best friends, and I love you. But sometimes you’re so fucking blind. She fucking broke Dan’s heart. Not just a little bit. But into tiny pieces. Our friend’s hurting. I’m asking if you want to join us in trying to put our friend back together again. Are you in or out?”

He didn’t need to ask me twice. I knew one thing for sure. I was going to turn things around. I would tell Ivy, and I would be there for my best friend.

“Dan would do the same for me. I shouldn’t be fucking hesitating.”

“Good! Now, you’ve got your macho moment out of the way. Can you see to the grill?”

Kylie asked as she popped out of nowhere, then she walked away and went back to her investigation of the preparations for the barbecue.

Noah tilted his head to the side and said, “I’ll talk to her about that. Because maybe you’re right.”

At least we agree on one thing. I had to grow some balls and stop acting like a chicken and face all my problems head on and stop running away from them. I had a feeling that my old man was looking down at me and shaking his fucking head with shame.

Chapter Nine

Chad

I couldn’t focus much on the movie. We’d just put Hazel to bed, and even though she was only eleven months old, she had managed to exhaust me. I couldn’t wait for Joshua to be that age, she was only a few months older, but it was easier to interact with her. Tonight they were both staying at my place. So, I had both kids in my apartment, and my sister didn’t even know that I’d gone as far as to decorate Joshua’s room in my house. This whole thing was getting completely out of hand. I’d decorated it for two reasons. One, so that Joshua could stay over more often and two because it was keeping me preoccupied. I had a chill running down my spine as I thought about Dan. He was in a bad fucking way. Our intervention had gone badly. We needed to go back to see him, but next time with his family.

I wanted comfort right now. The way that I was feeling was so fucking low. I didn’t want to go out; I wanted Ivy so badly. I was a selfish prick; I invited her here to talk to her. That was my aim. I meant to cook, but I got take-out instead and she was curled up next to me on the sofa and my imagination was running wild.

I slid a finger under her chin and as soon as I titled her head back and I saw Ivy staring at me, I knew that she felt the same way. She wanted me to take her. Her breathing quickened because she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

I guided her into a sitting position and pulled her so close to me. I waited for a while. I wanted to make sure that she wanted to do this, it was part of my plan for the evening. I couldn’t deny it. I was going to take my time with her tonight, not like our first night together. That was rushed, and we were like two fucking havens desperate to be fucked.

I began teasing her and tasted her sweet honey taste. How did she always manage to taste like that even after the Italian take-out that we just had and her scent always managed to drive me wild? Ivy moaned as I drew one of her lips between mine. I wanted to make her scream like I did the first night. She screamed so fucking loud I wondered if not only her neighbors heard us but the whole fucking town.

I lifted her until she was straddling me. She moved to rest on my cock. The one that was so desperate to enter inside her sweet pussy. I could feel her wetness soaking through her jeans. I started to strip her slowly. That was the thing that I loved about Ivy, I hardly saw her in jeans or even pants. She dressed as if she wanted me to take her anytime that I fucking wanted to, or maybe that was just my imagination. I knew that from the moment I saw her sexy oval shaped mouth I wanted those lips not only on mine but my cock, too. Fuck, she sucked my cock as if she was born to do it.

When she told me that she swallowed all of me, it turned me on even more. Everything about her was so sexy and I had to restrain myself, especially when we were out and about the kids. They were only babies, but shit like that wouldn’t be right.