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“As long as your dad is okay with that, I would love nothing more than to be your mommy.” I’m almost sobbing as I respond. Dylan takes the moment to take my coffee out of my hands and Johnny is launching towards me. I fall back on the pillows as he hugs me.

Dylan is watching us and it’s then that I notice he’s slipping a ring on my finger, “Candy, love isn’t a strong enough word for me to tell you how much you mean to me and Johnny. Marry me?”

“Daddy! He really means marry us,” Johnny says, with an exaggerated sigh, like Dylan got it all wrong.

“Yes! I’ll marry both of you,” tears continually roll down my cheeks. I’m more emotional than I have been in a very long time and it’s because my heart is full.

All of us are hugging and when Johnny backs out of the hug, Dylan holds his hand to my neck, his thumb on my pulse, and he kisses me. No, he devours me. There’s so much depth and meaning in this kiss. I don’t know where I begin and where he ends, but this is where I always want to be.

“Okay, no more kissy kissy faces. Can we go to the park now?” Johnny asks.

“We haven’t had breakfast yet,” I say with a giggle.

“Can we go get breakfast and then go to the park?”

“I think we can do just that. Let me get changed and then we’ll head out,” I offer.

“What am I, chopped liver?” Dylan says with a chuckle.

“Whoops, I guess I should have included you in the answer, too. Sorry?” I say with my hands up and a smile on my face.

“Come on you, go get ready. Johnny, you want to watch some cartoons while Candy gets ready?”

“You mean while Mommy gets ready and yes, please!”

“I’ll be right back. I’m going to get him settled and then I’m coming back,” Dylan kisses me quickly and then he’s gone. I grab my coffee mug and enjoy it while sitting in bed.

29

Dylan

Thank fuck, she said yes. I didn’t think she’d say no, but there’s always that chance. We spent the day as a family afterwards. Sure, some might drop their kid off at a babysitter, that’s something that Candy has never asked, and I haven’t brought it up.

She takes everything in stride, and Johnny really is hers. She includes him in everything, as if he was hers from birth. I shouldn’t be thankful that Johnny’s biological parents didn’t want him, but truth be told I am. I couldn’t imagine not having him here with us at this point.

We walked to the diner downtown and then from there we went to the park. Johnny played with a boy from school and we sat on the park bench, holding hands, and discussing wedding plans.

Candy wants to wait until after Christmas. Not me, if I had my choice we’d get married tomorrow. Instead we settled for the week of Thanksgiving break. That way Johnny wouldn’t miss any school and she had time to get a dress.

There’s a small chapel here in town and I know the pastor will marry us. The difficult part will be waiting a few weeks until she’s officially Mrs. Sullivan.

Now it’s a day later and I’m sitting inside my home office. Something I’m using more and more lately. The office isn’t where I want to be when Candy and Johnny are home.

“What are you thinking about?” Candy asks, taking me out of my reverie.

“You, becoming my wife, having more children with you, and enjoying every moment I can,”

“I can’t wait either. You could always see if the chapel is available earlier. I already found my dress,” she says, with sass in her voice and then turns to leave. I grab her from behind, my hands on her hips that I love so much, especially when she’s on her hands and knees, and she’s taking my cock. Her body moving in rhythm with my own.

“When did that happen?” I whisper into her ear and then slowly kiss her neck.

“Stay out of the guest room. It was delivered yesterday while you were at work. I had to make sure it fit before I gave you the green light,” she responds huskily. Anytime my mouth is on her neck, she gets like this, as if she needs me then and there.

“I’ll call the pastor now,” I turn to leave but Candy stops me, her hand goes to my wrist, and she pulls my neck down so our lips can meet.

I let her lead, her tongue comes out to play with mine, and then I’m hoisting her up by her hips, her legs are wrapped around my waist. She’s wearing a sweater type dress and I’m wearing dress slacks. I can feel her heat and it makes me want more.


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