The Fling (Playboy Pact 2)

Trying to date when I had twins waiting at home was nonexistent. I lived vicariously through Aspyn. With the help of my loving, supportive family and best friend, my life stayed somewhat normal. As normal as it could be with having twins at only sixteen. I even graduated from college with my teaching degree a year ago; I finished that early too.

“Who died?” Aspyn questioned, looking at me concerned.

“Barbie,” Haven told her. “Haiden murdered her.” She stuck her tongue out at him. “You should go to jail.”

“Your brother is not going to jail, Haven.” I gazed over at my boy. “Haiden, apologize to your sister about her Barbie.”

“But, Mama,” he grumbled, looking at me with those puppy eyes he'd perfected since he was two. “I was just trying to see if she could swim.”

“You flushed her down the toilet!” Haven exclaimed. “You didn’t even give her a chance!”

Fair.

“Haiden, I won’t tell you again. Apologize to your sister, and you’re going to buy her a new Barbie with your own chore money.”

“But, Mama… I was saving up to take my girl out on a date.”

“Oh my God.” I shook my head. “It’s too early for this. I’m going to make some coffee; want some?” I asked Aspyn.

She nodded, setting Haven down on the ground. “You guys behave and play nice together. I have to talk to your mom.”

“Go get ready for school.”

“Mom,” Haven responded. “It’s Saturday. There’s no school today.”

“How is it Saturday already?”

The kids took off toward the jungle gym my brother and dad had built for them for their birthdays a few weeks ago. My twins could bicker and yell at one another and then make up like nothing had occurred between them seconds later.

It was amazing to witness. They reminded me a lot of Brady and me. After I had the twins, he became the best uncle a sister could ask for. Picking them up from school, taking them out on activities and their sports to give me a break. Haiden was the best soccer player on his little league team. My brother was his coach; he was adamant from the moment Haiden could crawl that he was born to be a midfielder.

Brady and our dad were the best substitutes for my twins not having a father of their own.

Aspyn pulled me away from my thoughts.

“You’re a mom and on mom time.”

“Is that a thing?”

“After seeing your memory, I’m convinced it is.”

I chuckled, walking back inside. We could still see the twins from the kitchen, and I made sure to keep an eye on them. Sometimes Haiden would make Haven do things she wasn’t ready for, and to prove to her brother that she was brave, she would do them.

Two ER visits in the last six months was never a good thing.

“What do you need to talk to me about?”

She grinned, taking a seat at the kitchen island. With the help of my parents, I moved out of their house and bought this one two years ago. It was right on a lake and had a big backyard for the twins to play. They had their own rooms, but I’d still find Haven in her brother’s bed most mornings. Despite the fact that they fought sometimes, they had this crazy-ass twin bond. They finished one another’s sentences and knew what the other was thinking without having to be told.

“Aspyn, why are you looking at me like that?”

“Because tonight is the night.”

“The night for what?”

“For you to have an orgasm.”

“I have—”

“With an actual man, Sage, not your battery-operated one.”

“Hey! Be nice to Ashton. He’s good to me and gets the job done every time.”

“Sage, don’t get me started on the fact that you named your vibrator after a guy you met for maybe all of ten minutes.”

I shrugged. “It was the first name that came to mind when you bought him for me.”

“Whatever.” She shook her head. “We’re going out tonight. I already got your mom to sit, and she’s staying the night. So guess what? You don’t have a curfew!”

“Sage, every time we go out and try to find someone to give me an orgasm, it ends up with them either hauling ass toward the door the second they find out I have twins, or it ends up being the worst thirty seconds of my life. And trust me, I lost my virginity to Memphis and ended up with a rash and two babies—it can’t get any worse than that.”

“Listen, that’s why we’re doing something completely different this time.”

I narrowed my eyes at her, and she laid two tickets in between us.

“Speed dating? You have got to be kidding me?”

“What? No! This is a brilliant idea, Sage. You can actually interview the guy before he goes down on you.”

“What guys are you dating? They never go down on me, Aspyn.”