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Page 59 of Surprise Mother Pucker

“I don’t mind gore,” I said.

Charlie looked pointedly at the baby in my lap, who was absentmindedly chewing on my hair.

“Oh, yeah.” I laughed.

“No zombie movies for little Charlotte yet. That’ll be a conversation for when she's a teenager.”

“How about a documentary? There are a ton about the rainforests. That’s interesting and good brain food for this one,” I suggested, bouncing the baby in my lap.

“Perfect!” Charlie declared, grabbing the remote and cycling through channels.

As he slung his arm over the back of the couch, a waft of his clean linen scent hit me. It was attractive. All of his pack smelled like sex on a stick, but in this moment, he smelled more like safety.

I didn't even realize I was leaning into him until he brought his arm around my shoulders and pulled me into his chest.

“I—”

“It's been a pretty stressful day. I think I could use a cuddle,” Charlie said thoughtfully. “Luckily, I have a new pack mate who smells amazing and is comforting to be around. But tell me to fuck off if I'm being irritating.” He glanced at Charlotte. “Crap, I probably shouldn't be swearing around the baby.”

I shrugged. “She’s probably heard worse.”

With Charlie’s permission, I snuggled into his side. My body reacted to his alpha scent as I melted into him, my body going relaxed and squishy at the calming alpha pheromones he was putting out.

Chapter 25

Kennedy

Charlie and Charlotte were both fast asleep when someone knocked on the door. I slowly extracted myself from the sofa, padding over to the entrance. I had a good idea who would be standing there. We had only been home an hour or two, but we were both exhausted after demolishing the takeout.

Assuming it was Eli, I pulled the door open.

There, in my doorway, with a face full of sorrow, was Storm. His right eye was starting to discolor, and his lip was swollen.

“Hello, Charlie.” I smiled sarcastically.

Storm barked out a laugh. “I deserve that.”

“You deserve a lot more than that,” I said pointedly. “What happened to your face? That’s quite the shiner. I thought Eli went for your nose.”

“Eli happened. I don't think I've ever seen that alpha throw a punch, so imagine my surprise when I learned he hits harder than any of our pack.”

I couldn’t stop the smile spreading across my face. “That’s what you get for being a manwhore. You know, if I wasthatbad in bed, you could have just said so.”

Storm’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped. “Not at all! I was an ass. I was used to girls getting clingy, and I thought only withmy dick and beer goggles. I wasn’t ready for commitment, and I was scared shitless.”

“Well, we find ourselves in a really fucked-up situation. Don’t we?”

“I…” He scratched at his cheek, appearing conflicted. “Can I see her?”

I stilled, my hand against the doorframe.

This moment had been running through my head ever since I’d realized Storm was Charlotte’s father. While I didn't approve of what he had done, and I thought he was a bit of a dickhead for it, I could kind of understand his logic.

Don't get me wrong—it was stupid fuckboy logic, but I could understand how it seemed logical to him. I didn’t want to forgive him for it. In fact, I wanted to slam the door in his face, but this wasn’t about me.

I was a mother, and Charlotte’s needs came before mine.

“I don’t want to withhold our daughter from you, Storm. I want to give you a fair chance, but I need you to understand that, if you fuck around when it comes to our child like you fucked around with me, I will not hesitate to put your body in a very shallow ditch, where no one will find it, except the bugs and the wildlife.”


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