I raised my eyebrows and smiled at him. "Okayyy. Let me breath a little first. Let's go inside."
He let me take him inside and then, when I had settled on the couch, he wasted no time in going through all my stuff like he was on a mission. I just watched him as I removed my shoes and said, "Sometimes I think you like my things more than you like me."
Jacob didn't answer because he had now officially slipped into the mood where he only wanted to investigate and study things. I'd brought back a lot of stuff for us all from my trip to Turkey. That would keep him busy for a while so I guessed I'd have to hold off on the snuggles and playing till later.
"You know that's what a lot of kids are like. Don't take it personally," Skye spoke up from behind me. I glanced up to find her rounding the sofa and handing me a glass of some fruit juice.
Yeah. I drank fruit juice now. Months had passed by and I hadn't even thought of touching alcohol. I didn't need it anymore. She sat beside me and let out a sigh as she leaned back.
"Good, you're here," she whispered to me. "He was starting to drive us nuts asking where you were even after all the video calls. Now Cole and I can breathe again."
"Hey, careful," I murmured to her. "That's my kid you're talking about."
She rolled her eyes. "He came out of me, for your kind information," she replied. "What did you do except-?" Skye broke off and looked at me with a guilty expression.
I smiled at her and put an arm around her shoulders. "Stop. Don’t do that to yourself. Stop with all the guilt," I whispered gravely. "He's our son. We are both here now to give him our best and he's going to grow up just fine no matter what happened before." I kissed her temple and she leaned into me with a sigh.
"Yeah," she said in a soft voice.
We stayed that way as we watched our boy doing whatever it was he liked to do. It felt good sharing these moments with Skye because it made us less sad about the loss of our personal relationship with each other. We had something that no one could break now. Something that wouldn't just fade away no matter how much time passes or how many fights we have. Our shared love for Jacob.
He finally dragged out a bag of candies and some toys from the side compartment of my duffel bag and then came over to climb in between us while opening up the transparent packages. All my other stuff was strewn all over the floor near us. I sighed and pushed his hair back from his forehead, then bent my head to give him a kiss. Skye and I exchanged a look.
"I guess he should start calling you dad or something," she said to me softly.
I laughed a little. "We'll see how it goes," I said in amusement. "I rather like the way he says my name." I inclined my head and looked at my son's profile, feeling my eyes grow soft with love. "It sounds like he has always known me."
I drank the juice and Jacob settled back against me when Skye left after ruffling his hair. Home. This was what home felt like. The kind of home I had been thinking about when I had first arrived at this house on that emotionally-charged day two months ago.
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Chapter Thirty-Eight
Cole
"Oh my God, could you look any more stunning?" I growled at my wife as she stood in front of the mirror on a Saturday night and touched up her make-up.
Red dress, slit up the thighs, hair up in a stylish bun with those dangling earrings and heels. Goddamn.
Skye rolled her eyes at me in the mirror even as her lips curved up in a smile. "Stop looking at me that way, Cole Sawyer or I swear we are going to be very, very late."
"Mmm. Good," I said in a low murmur and went up to her. "At least it'll be because we were doing something constructive." I touched my lips to her neck even as my hands came up to cup her breasts.
"Cole." She squirmed a little before turning to face me. "You'll ruin my hair and make-up," she admonished lightly.
But she wanted it so bad. Last night, I had slept with her but we had both had such a hectic day, her at her gallery and me at my new job so there had been no energy for sex.
Smirking at her, I removed my glasses and then slowly, went to my knees. Her eyes widened.
"No," she breathed, looking towards the door. "Jacob is-"
"With Jasper. Just relax. You need this."
She licked her lips as I dragged down her panties and then giggled when it got caught on her shoes.
"My heels," she protested lightly, bending to remove them.
I stopped her with a touch. "Leave them on," I said firmly and she looked at me with desire in those beautiful blue eyes before straightening.
I lifted her dress with a slowness I knew would drive her crazy.
"Cole," she whispered urgently and my lips twitched before I opened my mouth and bent forward to taste her pussy.
She was so wet already and sighed, lifting one leg to place her thigh on my shoulder and give me better access.
"Oh my God, oh my God," she said quickly through clenched teeth, her fingers clutching my hair. "Oh, baby." She tried not to moan but then ended up doing it anyway albeit quietly as I ate her out.
"Fuck, Cole," she grinded against my mouth, liking the
