CAL A Needy Situation

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 Secrets And Lies Series

This is a short story connected to the Secrets and Lies Series.

Set after the Secrets and Lies Series has been completed.
The series is dark romance, meaning any short story developed
from there can and no doubt will contain adult scenes and possible
triggers.
This book is for ages eighteen and over only.
If you haven’t read the Secrets and Lies Series yet, you can find
them on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited.

Secrets and Lies Series

CAL Book 1
CON Book 2
FINN Book 3
BREN Book 4
OSCAR Book 5
CON’S WEDDING NOVELLA

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 Contents

Chapter 1
Cal
Chapter 2
Cal
Chapter 3
Lily
Chapter 4
Cal
Chapter 5
Cal
Chapter 6
Lily
Chapter 7
Cal
Chapter 8
Reece

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 Chapter One

Cal
Lily grinds her hips on me, making me groan in pleasure. Jesus, she’s
incredible. “Fuck, do that again, baby.” She rolls her hips and I move one
hand up to tweak her nipple, she throws her head back and the strands of
her hair stroke over my balls, making me hiss at the sensation and forcing
me to drive up into her harder.
“Oh god, Cal. You fill me so well.”
“Fuck yeah, I do.”
Her nails dig into my chest as she rides me and her pussy clenches
around me, making my balls draw up. “Holy . . .”
A loud thump on the bedroom door makes us still our movements.
“Mom, Chloe poisoned my Pussy.” Reece bangs louder. “Mom! Open
the fucking door!”
“Shit,” Lily grumbles as she lifts herself off my cock.
My head drops back against the pillow. “What the fuck, Lily?” I wave
my hand down toward my rock-hard cock practically salivating for her
pussy.
Lily ignores me, grabbing clothes from off the floor at lightning speed
and putting them on while I lie there dumbfounded by the fact that our son
cockblocked us, yet again.
The thud on the door is louder than before and I jerk, imagining his fist
coming through the door at any minute. “Mom! My Pussy is dying!”
I squeeze my eyes shut at the commotion on the other side of the door.
Overhearing Reece tell Chloe he will sneak into her room at night to cut
her pigtails off sends her into emotional hysterics. I place a pillow over my
head and scream into it.
Of all the fucking moments to choose, they chose the moment I was
about to come. Again. This is the third time this week they’ve interrupted us
having sex and I’ve had e. Fucking. Nough of it. I throw back the sheets
and head into the en suite—determined to bash one out at the image of my
wife grinding on top of me.
Switching on the shower, the instantly warm water washes over me and
I finally allow myself the calm before starting the day.
I pour Lily’s shower gel into my hand, embracing her scent around me, I
use it as lube when it forms bubbles.
I lather my cock and pump. Closing my eyes, I imagine Lily once again
grinding on me so fucking hard her tits bounce from side to side, her
nipples peak, ready to be sucked into my waiting mouth, desperate for
biting, making them mine.
“Daddy. Mommy needs help with Pussy.”
My hand stills. This cannot be fucking happening.
I glance over my shoulder to make sure the door is locked. Ignoring
Chloe, I take a deep breath and stroke upward. “Daddy! Mommy says
Aunty Paige is coming to look at Pussy.”
My head drops forward. Fan. Fucking. Tastic.
“Daddy, did you hear me?”
I can’t find the words to answer because, what the hell can I say right
now?
 “Are you dead in there?” I switch off the shower and wrap a towel
around my waist, silently cursing myself for even thinking I could jerk off
in peace.
“Daddy, did you hear me?”
“Yes! Yes, Chloe, I heard you. Jesus! The whole god damn estate heard
you!” I bellow toward the door, then wince when she bursts into sobs again.
Shit, now Lily will be pissed.
I quickly tug on my boxers, joggers, and a loose t-shirt and throw open
the bedroom door. Taking the stairs two at a time because the noise coming
from the kitchen does sound like an emergency this time.
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 Chapter Two

Cal
When I enter the kitchen, my eyes widen at the countertop, white powder
covers the surface. I glance at Reece; his hair is a tussled mess, giving away
his obvious distress, and his reddened face is glowering in my direction. I
panic, wondering how the hell we have opened cocaine in the house, until I
realize that’s not a possibility, so what the hell is it?
As if sensing my confusion Reece elaborates. “It’s baby powder, you
dumb fuck,” he spits with venom, but my shoulders relax in relief. “She
poisoned my fucking Pussy with baby powder.”
I grind my teeth. “And how the hell is that my fault?” I stare at my son,
exasperated at the fact I get blamed for everything that goes wrong.
His jaw drops open. “You bought the stuff! You brought it into the
house knowing it’s been all over the fucking press about being linked to all
sorts of illnesses.”
I scrub a hand through my hair, I definitely did not know that shit he
just spouted. I glance back down at the counter, the innocent white powder
with cat prints in it. That’s deadly?
“If she doesn’t die today, she’s probably terminal.”
 Lily walks into the room with Pussy in her arms, and I struggle to come
to any conclusion as to what is actually wrong with the fur ball. It looks
perfectly fine.
“Mom! Don’t let her inhale it.”
Lily puts a delicate hand over the cat’s face before turning her back, as
though that’s going to protect it.
I exhale and try to come up with a plan. “So Pussy’s breathing?”
“Of course, she’s breathing. Why wouldn’t she be breathing?” Reece
stares at me as though I have two heads.
I exhale loudly with my hands on my hips. “Oh, I don’t fucking know,
Reece, maybe the part where you came banging our bedroom door down
screeching your Pussy was dying.”
“Cal, please don’t be difficult, Paige is coming over, and I could do with
your support right now,” Lily snaps over her shoulder.
Difficult? I only wanted to fucking come, that’s not difficult. I’ve
resulted to doing it in my sleep because my balls aren’t draining during the
day.
The doorbell rings and Chloe’s sobs head toward the door. “Oh, my
poor Chlo. What on earth happened?” Paige’s soft cooing voice gets louder
as she makes her way toward the kitchen with Chloe in her arms.
“Daddy shouted at me.” I grimace as she walks in.
“So, you fucked up and Chloe gets yelled at?” Reece seethes.
Paige’s eyes dart around the room. “Pussy is breathing?” she asks in
confusion.
I throw my hands out in agreement. “Exactly. The cat is alive and
hissing. No harm done.”
“What happened exactly?” Paige places Chloe on the floor her tears
now suddenly evaporated.
Chloe sniffles. “Pussy was itchy, so I tried to put baby powder on her
tush.”
 Paige stifles a laugh with her hand before clearing her throat. “Oh, well,
let’s take her into the living area, shall we, and I’ll check her over.”
“Cal, can you clean up this mess, please?” Lily waves toward the
counter as she walks out the door with everyone trailing behind her.
I walk over to the coffee machine and press the button for the strongest
one.
Something tells me I’m going to fucking need it.
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 Chapter Three

Lily
I massage my temple; today has been long and full of drama. Again.
When Paige declared Pussy was, in fact, not dying and no doubt not
harmed, she left us alone to make the best of Cal’s day off from the office.
Oscar’s on call tonight, meaning if anything goes down, he’s first point of
contact.
Since all the brothers have started having families, they’ve had to
compromise and come up with a system much like a rota.
Chloe has been a little short-tempered lately and her being almost the
age for pre-school has me on edge with her mood swings.
Last week during a play date, she held a boy’s head in the sandbox
when he pushed Finn’s oldest son, Prince, over.
Prince didn’t need help, though, he proceeded to trip the poor kid off the
top of a jungle gym. All the parents agreed it was an accident, but I saw the
dark look takeover Prince’s eyes. The kid is ruthless and a replica of Finn in
appearance and personality. He literally held his foot out as the kid was
going to clamber over him. Then, to Angel’s mortification, he refused to
apologize.
And Cal thinks we have problems?
 For lunch I suggested a picnic in the park and Cal agreed the fresh air
would do us all good, but when Reece complained about a potential wasp
invasion, Chloe wrapped herself around Cal, uncontrollably shaking. So, we
came home, and Reece used the opportunity to go out. I can’t help but
wonder if he uses Chloe’s anxieties to benefit himself sometimes.
I place the vegetables on the table.
Cal glances around the room. “Where’s Reece gone?”
“He went out.”
“Out where?”
Chloe’s eyes dart from me to Cal, back and forth like ping pong balls.
I give a nonchalant uncommitted noise.
Cal sighs heavily. “I like us all to have dinner together.”
“I know you do, Cal. But he’s a teenager and he has studies.” I shrug.
Cal stares at Reece’s empty space. “We always had dinner as a family
when I was growing up. I want that for my kids too.”
I take a seat and entwine my fingers with his, feeling the familiar pang
of guilt about Cal missing out on Reece’s upbringing, I swallow away the
lump of emotion. “I know that’s important to you. I’m sorry.”
His Adam’s apple bobs, no doubt remembering the meals with his
father. “You’re right. He’s getting older.” He clears his throat. “What time
will he be back? He still has a curfew.” He raises his eyebrow at me in
question.
I choke on my drink because Reece may have a curfew, but he also has
ways around that curfew, ones I haven’t disclosed to my husband.
Determined to keep my son’s secret and therefore minimize any arguments
and dramas bound to transpire. There’s only so much drama I can take.
“I think Reece was helping Oscar at one of the clubs, something to do
with spreadsheets or accounts?” I waft my hand nonchalantly, hoping to
dispel any more interrogation.
“Which club?”
 My heart beats faster, irritation now bubbling in my veins. “Not
Indulgence, Cal. Do you really think your brother would allow him
anything to do with that side of the business?”
Cal jolts. “Of course not. I’d just prefer him to be at home at night,
that’s all.” He takes a drink of his whiskey while holding my gaze.
“Well, he’s eighteen years old and old enough to move out if he wanted
to.” I stare back at him with a steely determination. If he continues
mollycoddling Reece like this, he will push him away.
“Daddy, I want a pussy of my own,” Chloe pouts with her arms crossed
and her eyebrows drawn down. “A hairy one.”
Cal splutters on his drink.
“I want one now!” Chloe ramps up her oncoming tantrum. I press the
pressure points on my forehead and massage them gently. Asking myself
what time is too early for Chloe’s bedtime.
“Maybe we can get Aunty Paige to see if one needs rehoming?” Cal
suggests, making my mouth drop open and my eyebrows shoot up.
Seriously, no discussion on this at all?
Chloe bounces up from her chair and throws herself at Cal. “You’re the
best daddy in the whole wide world.” She beams up at him and he kisses
the top of her head, embracing the fact he just won his tantrum-troubled
daughter over with a cat that’s probably got more issues than Pussy could
ever have.
My mind wanders back to some of the interaction Pussy has had with
other cats and not one of them has ever been a good outcome. I always took
the positives from the whole situation that Pussy came out on top and the
only vet fees I had to pay were the poor cat’s that lost the battle with Puss.
I swear that cat has ninja skills.
Cal’s phone buzzes on the table and he grimaces. Oscar, he mouths.
I shove my chair back, preparing to make a quick exit. There’s no way
in hell I’m getting tangled up in whatever Reece is actually up to right now.
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 Chapter Four

Cal
Lily practically runs from the dining room, calling for Chloe to follow her.
Of course my daughter completely ignores her mother with a shake of her
head. The only one she truly listens to is Reece, which is both heartwarming
and worrying at the same time.
I perch her on my knee and answer the call, “Oscar.”
“There’s an alarm going off over at the South Street apartment. Can you
go check it out?”
I throw my head back and exhale. We have somewhat of a rota system
in place for if there’s any issues, but I know tonight is meant to be Oscar’s
night, which I assumed was the reason Reece was with him.
“It’s your night,” I clip back in annoyance.
Oscar takes a deep, controlled breath. “I realize what fucking night it is,
but Paige is ovulating, and you know how I feel about her getting
pregnant.”
I roll my eyes. Of course, I do, we all do. I practically know Paige’s
cycle myself. Our whole god damn business can’t be run on when Paige is
ovulating or not.
 I sit silent for moment, going over conversations with Lily and Reece.
“What club are you at?”
“I’m not at any fucking club,” he snipes back. “Haven’t you listened to
a word I’ve said? Paige. Is. Ovulating.” He talks to me slowly like I’m a
moron not understanding what he’s saying.
My temper rises, this isn’t the first time Lily has covered for Reece and
it pisses me fucking off. The fact that my wife can hide my son’s
whereabouts from me feels like a dagger to my heart, and I refuse to stand
for it.
“I want Reece’s location.”
Silence.
Then, eventually, he speaks, “I’m sorry, what?”
I exhale and talk slowly now, pissed at Oscar’s lack of response.
“Reece. I want his location. Now!” I demand, the tone of my voice makes
Chloe slide off my lap, and I gift her with an apologetic smile I don’t feel.
My clever little girl sees herself out and closes the door behind her.
Oscar’s breathing is whooshing through the phone. No doubt doing his
technique he tried to show me once. Apparently, he was concerned I would
give myself a heart attack. The technique was shit and my heart is fine. For
now.
“Oscar!” I yell into the phone.
Oscar’s voice darkens. “Let me break this down for you, my wife is
highly fertile tonight, Cal. If you think I’m going to help you locate your
teenage son because he wants to utilize his teenage hormones accordingly,
I’m not. Do it yourself. I’m not his fucking keeper. And while you’re at it,
sort the fucking alarm!”
The phone goes dead, and I stare at it in shock. Did he just hang up on
me? What the fuck?
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 Chapter Five

Cal
I instantly dial Reece’s number, surprised when he answers me the first
time. He sounds out of breath, and I wonder if he’s been running? But this
is Reece, and Reece does not run.
Sure, my kid is lean and lifts weights, but he’s no runner.
“Reece, where exactly are you?”
“Out.”
I grind my teeth at his attitude. I’ve spent so long in the dark where my
son is concerned. I’ve never truly felt like an established father figure for
him. I’m not in control, always feeling shut out and on the sidelines of him
and his mom’s relationship, like they’ve created a whole bond without me,
and I guess, in a way, they have. But I want that too.
“Cut the crap, Reece. Where are you?”
Reece is silent, and it only adds to my increasing anxiety. The crippling
feeling of not being able to protect my family.
“What’s it to you?”
All the wind is sucked from my lungs, making it difficult for me to even
think, let alone speak. My heart hurts at his ruthless accusation. Never
feeling enough in my son’s life is a bitter pill to swallow.
 I clear my throat at the emotion clogging there. “I love you, Reece, and
I just wanted to know you’re safe. That’s why I asked where you are.”
I can hear him walking and then his voice lowers. “I’m fine. I’m with a
friend, okay?”
His words don’t appease me, they only fill me with intrigue, making me
want to scream, what fucking friend?
I lick my lips, unsure of how to word my feelings, not wanting to push
him away further.
“A girl,” he clarifies softly, as though knowing I need more information,
a glimmer of being allowed another step closer into his life.
“A girl?”
“Yes, a fucking girl,” he snaps back.
I rub a hand over my head a little in shock, it’s the most he’s shared with
me about his private life. “Oh.”
“Happy?”
No, I’m not fucking happy, my eighteen-year-old son is what, exactly?
Dating? And I know next to nothing about it. Of course I’m not fucking
happy.
I change the subject because not only is this something I don’t want to
deal with right now, but I’d rather discuss it in person.
“Do you know anything about the alarm going off on the South Street
apartment?”
“Oh, yeah. That’s me. I needed somewhere to bring her, so I’m using
the apartment.”
My back bolts ramrod straight, and I choke on thin air.
“We’re studying, Dad. Before you have a fucking coronary.”
“Studying?” I query. “Well, why couldn’t you study here?”
Reece scoffs. “Seriously? With Chloe around, she tried to poison Pussy
today, Dad. She’s a fucking psycho in the making and you know it.” I jolt at
his words. My little girl is most certainly not a psycho; she’s as pure and
innocent as humanly possible, and his comment about trying to poison
Pussy? Talk about dramatic, I roll my eyes.
“Well, you have a curfew, make sure you stick to it.”
“Of course. Jesus, you know I always do.”
“Okay. Well, be careful and . . .”
The phone goes dead, and for the second time tonight, I stare at it in
utter disbelief.
At least one good thing comes out of Reece being gone, I finally get
some alone time with Lily.
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 Chapter Six

Lily
The bedroom door opens and a disheveled-looking Cal steps into the room.
I sit up on the bed, then slowly move on to all fours and crawl toward him.
He rakes over my naked form as I’m level with his cock, and when I lick
my lips, something inside him snaps. The tension radiates from him.
He roughly unbuckles his belt and snags it from the loops before he
throws it to the floor. “You need to get a handle on this Reece shit, Lily. He
wasn’t with Oscar. But something tells me you knew that already.”
He jerks my hair, forcing my head back, his tight grip causing me to
wince. His eyes drill into mine, but through the anger and tension, there’s
lust oozing from them.
“Fuck. You’re gorgeous. Now take my cock out and show me how sorry
you are.”
I unzip him and tug down his boxers, making his cock spring free.
His nostrils flare and he tilts his head back, moaning in appreciation
when I wrap my hand around his hard cock.
“Mmm, be a needy girl for me and suck it all down.” I don’t even
bother toying with him, I literally open my throat, push my head down, and
breathe through my nose. His hips thrust up to meet my face, and I allow
him to hold me in place while his labored breaths become my foreplay.
I get wetter with each grunt and groan, each sharp tug of his grip in my
hair.
“Fucking greedy little mouth you have. Letting me fill it, feed it with
my cum. Fuck, so needy.” His thrusts become more powerful, making my
eyes water. “I’m going to come so hard you’re going to choke on it all.”
Thrust.
He holds my head in place with both hands, and his cock seems to
expand further, the tell-tale sign of his orgasm approaching.
“Fuck. Choke. Fucking choke on it,” he grits out.
And I do. I choke and splutter, but he holds me against him tightly,
forcing me to accept his cock and in turn, his cum.
He tugs me from him, making me suck in sharp, deep breaths with tears
streaking my face.
Cal makes quick work of unbuttoning his shirt, dropping it to the floor
where his pants and boxers join only seconds later. I take in his chiseled
body, his olive skin sheens with sweat, his St. Christopher cross hangs
proudly and our children’s names now sit on each of his hips. The man is
the epitome of sex appeal and he’s all mine.
His thumb trails over my bottom lip in a loving caress. “You suck all the
tension from me, baby, and you look beautiful with that just-sucked-cock
look.” He smirks, making me relax at the fact I’ve helped Cal to unwind.
His eyes darken once again, and his voice has a rough edge to it. “Go
lay with your head on the pillow, I want to fuck you.”
I love how he talks dirty to me, making me compliant under his deep
and commanding tone. Resting my head on the pillow, my husband thrusts
his hips as his palm fists his hard cock.
Cal takes my hand in his free one. Opening his mouth, he sucks two of
my fingers inside, flicking his tongue over the digits as he withdraws them.
“Open those legs wide and use your fingers to play with your clit.” He nods
toward my wet fingers, and I follow his instructions.
“Show me how you like to play.”
My fingers meet my engorged clit and I circle it before dipping into my
pussy to gather my wetness and repeat the process. “Oh god, Cal. I need
you to fill me.” My chest heaves with desperation and my tits bounce with
the movements of my fingers.
“You want my cock?” His hand moves quicker over his solid cock, pre-
cum dripping down his hand.
I press harder and work my hand faster. “Yes. I want it so bad.”
He clenches his teeth. “Beg. Beg for my cock, needy girl.”
“Please. Please, I need your cock to fill me.”
He tugs me by the thighs, jerking me from the pillow before slamming
into me so hard the bed hits the wall with a thud.
His gaze radiates possession. “Fuck yes,” he grits out, making my pussy
clench around him, loving his power.
My tits bounce, making Cal’s eye flare. “More, Cal.”
He dips his head and tugs on my nipple, making me arch my back into
him.
He knows just how I like it. Hard and fast, and he doesn’t disappoint,
the bed hits the wall over and over, harder and faster. “Fuck. So fucking
greedy.” Thud.
“Yes, Cal.” Thud.
“So fucking mine.” Thud.
“Yes, yours.” Thud.
“Are you going to come, Lily?” Thud. “Come like a good girl on my
cock.”
“Yessss,” I scream as my orgasm takes over. It wraps around me with
such intensity I can’t breathe.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuckkk.” He jerks to a stop.
 Cal drops down on the bed beside me, and it takes me a moment to
realize I came so hard I must have blacked out.
His fingers push a strand of hair out of my eyes, tucking it lovingly
behind my ear.
“You came. Hard.” His smile lights up his whole face and I swoon at his
carefree expression.
I bite into my lip coyly. “I did.”
“Mmm. Such a needy girl.” He picks up my hand and kisses the tips of
the fingers I used on my pussy, then he moves them to between my legs. He
pushes them inside me before withdrawing them. Dripping with his cum, he
moves them toward my mouth. “Suck,” he commands, and as I do, his eyes
flare with arousal once again. “Fuck, you’re so hot, baby,” he pants.
He removes his hand and I take my time withdrawing my fingers
slowly.
I let my head drop back against the pillow while he props his head up on
his elbow. I turn my head to face him to study his reaction. “I’ve been
thinking . . .”
“Mmm,” he muses while running a finger over the tip of my nipple.
“I was thinking . . .” I try again.
His finger trails down toward my stomach. “Yes.” His eyes transfixed
on the trail of his hand.
“Well, how would you fancy adding to the family?”
His hand stops and his eyes snap toward mine, his face pales. “Lily,
you’re not fucking pregnant. Tell me you’re not.” Horror mars his face.
My lips go dry. “Not yet.”
He seems to jump, and he stares at me in disbelief. “Not yet?” His eyes
search mine crazily.
“I just wondered if you’d like to try for another.” I shrug. “Before it’s
too late.”
 “Another Chloe? Another Reece?” He grimaces as he mentions our
children. “No, Lily. I’m done. No more kids. Fucking done.” His voice is
firm, leaving me no option.
I move my hand over his heart. It’s beating so fast I feel like it’s going
to push through his chest. “Are you sure?” I query for the last time.
“Abso. Fucking. Lutley.” He stares at me with such a fierce
determination I know there’s no changing his mind.
I sigh heavily but only with mild disappointment. I had wondered if it
was all the baby talk amongst my sisters-in-law that had me considering we
have one more.
“You’re on the pill, right?” His eyes search my face as though looking
for something that isn’t there.
I roll my eyes. “Of course, I’m on the pill. But I got pregnant before that
way . . .” I leave that comment open because we were shocked we
conceived Chloe whilst on birth control. Although Cal soon came around to
being overly delighted at the prospect of being a father.
“I’m sure that won’t happen again,” he determines with a stern voice
that makes me chuckle at how he thinks he can control mother nature.
“Well, okay. No more babies, but, Cal, you just agreed to another cat.
You’ve no idea what you’ve let us in for.” I raise my eyebrows at him.
“Mmm. I know.” His finger goes back to trailing over my chest and
down toward my stomach. “I don’t like to see her cry.”
When he rubs the palm of his hand over my clit, I lose all reason for
argument and give in to my husband, as he does with me.
I’m not sure who is needier, greedier.
His mouth hovers over mine. He pulls my lip with his teeth, biting it
sharply. “Mine,” he groans.
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 Chapter Seven

Cal
My mind is floating but the irritating shrill of a small child makes me jump
up in a panic. My eyes darting open to Chloe standing at the foot of our bed
with a pair of scissors in her hand.
Holy shit!
Reece’s words come back to haunt me. “She’s a little psycho.”
“Chloe, sweetheart. What are you doing?”
“I don’t want my pussy to have balls.” I reel back in shock at her words,
my hazy mind taking a moment to figure out what she’s actually trying to
say. “Peppa is a boy and I want a girl pussy.”
I breathe a sigh of relief because it kind of makes sense. My eyes dart
back to the scissors, and I shake myself because there’s no way she’d be
thinking that. Right?
“Give Daddy the scissors.”
Her eyebrows draw together, and she puckers her lips. “No.”
I grind my teeth, not wanting to aggravate her further but also pissed off
with her shit so early in a morning. So I go with the easier option and lower
my voice. “Chloe, give Daddy the scissors and we can get you a treat on the
way in to daycare,” I coax.
 Her face does a total one-eighty and her eyes light up. “Ice cream?” I
glance back at Lily who appears dead to the world. I bring my finger toward
my lip, shushing her; my wife would throw a fit if she knew I gave in to
Chloe’s demands so easily. Chloe’s eyes flit toward Lily, then she pouts
again, “With a cherry on the top?”
“Sure,” I grit out, pissed at allowing myself to be ruled by a three-year-
old.
“Okay, Daddy.” She smiles widely, making me melt, and when she
hands over the scissors, I feel like I’ve closed on a business deal, when in
reality, I’m just a good parent. I smile inwardly to myself at my own
analogy.
“Can I get in with you and Mommy for cuddles?”
Since having Chloe, Lily and I got into the habit of putting on
something to sleep in during the night for this very reason, and although I
love nothing more than the mornings we have together where I don’t end up
being cockblocked, I love mornings like this just as much.
Chloe climbs under the sheets and snuggles down, and when the
bedroom door opens again and Reece walks in with the cat tucked under his
arm, I can’t help but smile at my family.
His eyes flick over my face with confusion. “What the hell are you
grinning at?”
“I’m happy, Reece.”
He stares back at me. “Good for fucking you.”
I wait for another jibe, but it doesn’t come.
“I’m happy too,” he responds unwittingly, making my heart soar.
Whoever this girl is, is clearly someone special, and I can’t wait to
uncover his secret.
But everyone knows there’s a fine line between secrets and lies.
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 Chapter Eight

Reece
My dad will lose his shit. I know it. Oscar knows it. Hell, even my Pussy
knows it.
But nothing and no one will stop me from having her, from making her
mine. She’ll be the perfect tool to craft my technique and then I can pounce,
taking what rightfully belongs to me. I may just start a war in doing so, but
there’s a war raging in my heart too, and when my plan finally comes
together, we’ll all be happy, all three of us.
They’re mine.
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 Also by B J Alpha

Secrets and Lies Series

CAL Book 1
CON Book 2
FINN Book 3
BREN Book 4
OSCAR Book 5

CON’S WEDDING NOVELLA

Born Series
Born Reckless

The Brutal Duet

Hidden In Brutal Devotion
Love In Brutal Devotion

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