One More Chance

“Brody, do you remember when we threw Papa that surprise birthday party?” I asked.

“The one last year?”

“Mmhm. Remember how we jumped out and yelled surprise, and it took him a few minutes before he was happy about it?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s because he wasn’t expecting it. The surprise was good and made him happy beyond his wildest dreams, but he needed time to understand the surprise.”

“Daddy needs time?” he asked.

“Yes, Daddy needs time. And I’m sure once he takes his time like Papa did, he’ll come to find that the surprise of you will make him happy beyond his wildest dreams, because you are an amazing boy. You are amazing, and funny, and so intelligent. You like so many things he does. The two of you will have lots to talk about.”

“Like what?”

“Well, your Daddy used to play football and soccer in high school.”

“He did?”

“He did. You have a lot of his mannerisms, too.”

“His what?”

I laughed at his scrunched-up face. “Small actions, how you behave. You also both have a curiosity for the world.”

“What’s that mean?”

“It means you really like finding out what’s true and what’s not,” I said.

“So, I might have a Daddy that’s like me?” he asked.

I smoothed his hair away from his forehead before I heaved a heavy sigh.

“Yes, sweetheart. You might have a daddy that’s like you,” I said.

Relief flooded my veins when Brody hunkered down in bed with a smile on his face, but I didn’t know what to think. Had I just lied to my son again? I had made him believe that Tyler might want to have something to do with his life, but all the evidence pointed to the contrary.

I bent forward and kissed Brody on his cheeks, then his nose, and then his forehead, just like I had every night since he was a little boy.

“We gotta teach that to Daddy,” he said.

My heart dropped to my toes as I reached over and turned out the light.

Just as I shut Brody’s bedroom door behind me, I heard my phone ring. I ran faster than I ever had in my life to get to that damn thing. I skidded across the floor and ran into the edge of the couch, then fell over onto the cushions with my hand outstretched.

Tyler was calling.

Holy shit, he was finally calling.

“Hello?” I asked. I tried to catch my breath as I turned over onto my back.

“Ana, it’s me.”

“Hey, Tyler. I, um—I’ve been trying to get in touch with you.”

“I know. I’m sorry. I’ve had tests and client emergencies the past few days.”

I wanted to ask him if work was always going to get in the way of his son, but I held my tongue.

“Well, I hope everything’s okay,” I said.

“Listen, I know things didn’t go well at Gianno’s, but could we get together and talk tomorrow?”

“Uh, sure. Yeah. If you want. Do you want me to bring Brody? I’m sure he’d love to see you.”

“No. Don’t bring Brody. We need to talk.”

I closed my eyes and let out a silent sigh. Another no for his one and only son. This wasn’t turning out well at all.

“Yeah. Okay. I’ll get my parents to watch him then.”

“Could you meet me at our place behind the Hollywood sign tomorrow? Around six?”

“You want to meet there?”

“I do. Please, Ana?”

I sat up on the couch as the trembling of my hand rattled the phone against my ear.

“Okay. Sure. I’ll see you then.”

“Great. See you at six tomorrow.”

“Talk to you then, Tyler.”

“See you soon, Ana.”

Tyler

“Fuck. Tyler, your cock. It’s incredible.”

“You move so perfectly. Swivel those hips, Ana. Oh, shit.”

I gripped the excess of her thighs as she threaded her arms around my neck and slowly swirled her hips. I fucking loved it when she did that. Her pussy gripped me tightly and her juices fell onto my skin. They soaked my thighs and coated my balls as I thrust up into her tightness.

She looked so perfect. Her hair was mussed as my fist wound into its tendrils. Her lips were all swollen and red from sucking on my cock. Her throat was marked with the indentations of my teeth. Her tits were covered in welts I had nibbled onto her skin.

She was mine. Every ounce of her was mine.

I moved and she fell onto her back. I hooked her legs around my arms, bending her luscious body in half. Her eyes bulged as I fucked her senseless. Her tits bounced in my face and her hands curled into the strength of my arms.

“Tyler! Yes! Oh, shit!”

“That’s it. Squeeze that cock. Let me feel that tight pussy, Ana.”

She pulled me in deep. Her fluids sprayed my skin. My face fell to her voluptuous tits, and I molded myself to her. She was an endless pool of desire and lust, and my cock pulsed for her. Only for her. It leaked precum into her tight, wet cavern as she milked me dry. She panted, her hot breath in the crook of my neck. I pounded into her and felt her jiggle against me as her legs began to tighten.