16. Trey

SIXTEEN

TREY

“Case, my man, you about ready to go home?” I ask my nephew, who has become infatuated with Sienna. The feeling is entirely mutual. She’s as easy to be around as it is to breathe air. After her shower, she asked if we were hungry. I hadn’t even thought about dinner. Case and I were playing, completely engrossed in having fun that neither of us worried about dinner. Sienna rolled her eyes and asked Case what he wanted. She didn’t miss a beat when he stated macaroni and cheese with chicken nuggets, except it came out a lot different and took him quite a bit to get the words out. Through it all, she remained patient, and once he finished, she asked if he wanted to help. Case will always help where or when he can. It doesn’t matter what is going on in the kitchen. Mom has made sure of it. Maeve does similar when he’s at Whisked Away, and now Sienna is doing the same.

“Uh-uh,” he shakes his head and crosses his arms.

“Words, buddy. Gotta use them.” I hold firm on this. Ryland worries non-stop where Case is concerned. The least we can do is implement what his speech therapist does when he’s with her.

“No, I stay longer.” Longer comes out wonger. Damn, my nephew is the cutest.

“I don’t mind, honestly. I’m going to make popcorn and sit in front of the TV for a while. He’s more than welcome,” Sienna interjects.

“What do you say we clean up your toys, watch a movie, and eat popcorn?” I’ve got no idea what time Ryland will be dropping by, probably not too much longer since it’s technically a work/school night.

“Yesh, yesh,” Case says. I look up at Sienna. She’s shooing me and the boy out of the kitchen after we ate Case’s requested dinner. We helped clean up the dishes and wiped down what needed to be done.

“You sure?” I ask Sienna.

“The faster you two clean up, the faster we can have popcorn and watch a movie,” is her response. Case runs off into the next room, his head sticking out and getting there before his little body. One day, he’ll grow into his noggin. That day will probably be in fifth grade, just like his daddy.

I stay back a minute, wanting a moment alone with my woman. I’ve yet to so much as kiss Sienna since she walked in the door. She snuck off to shower, came back clean with her hair wet once again, and then hung out with Case until dinnertime.

“Sugar.” I come up behind her. She’s already working on throwing the popcorn in the microwave. My hands round her hips, then slide beneath her shirt, feeling smooth skin, pulling her back into my body, and allowing her to feel what she does to me.

“Trey.” My name comes out soft and sweet, in a moan I like. The whole time she’s been home, I’ve had to situate myself to keep my cock from thickening. A damn hard job when the woman you love has no idea the effect she has by walking in a room. Then Case decided he wanted to do everything with Sienna. Not like I could blame him. I do, too.

“Damn, all day you been gone. Gettin’ my kiss now.” She gets with the program, abandoning the popcorn. The minute Sienna’s hands are free, I spin her around until we’re face to face. I move my hands from her hips and cup her cheeks. My mouth is on her, finally getting the kiss I’ve been craving since she left this morning. The minute our lips meet, I lose control. Taking from her is all I can do. Still, it doesn’t stop the need to keep going. Not the noise in the background of Case clanking together his toys before throwing them in a basket for him to take home. Not the television that no doubt he found the remote for and turned the volume up so high, cartoons are blasting through the house. And not even when the front door opens does it take even the slightest bit of attention away from the way our bodies are plastered together. My tongue slides along her lower lip, hers snakes out, and then I’m taking over. We’re a mess of tangled limbs as Sienna’s fingers dig into my shoulders, moving upward, and playing with the hair brushing my neck.

“Mmm,” she mumbles. One long shapely leg hikes over my hip. I press deeper, and Sienna adds another. We’re in a haze of desire, and while she may be so lost in the kiss, I’m all too aware of the booted feet walking into the kitchen. I knew Case wouldn’t come in here. The kid loves his cartoons, and the one currently blaring in particular is his favorite.

“Well, well, well. You do realize that’s how kids are made,” Ryland interrupts our moment. I back away and look at Sienna, liking the pretty flush across her cheeks.

“I’m pretty sure kissing does not create children. Maybe you should retake sex-education.” My hands slide down to Sienna’s shoulders once she has her feet on the ground. She lets out a low giggle, probably thinking about how much sex we’ve been having and what I’m doing in order to see her pregnant with our child.

“Semantics. Gonna grab my boy. Thanks for watching Case.” Ry tips his head.

“Never a problem. He’s picking up his toys, and I’m making popcorn. Is it okay if he takes a bag with him?” Sienna asks, recovering fast from our moment together.

“Sure thing. He’s already going to lose his mind when we have to leave.” I nod, looking from Ry to Sienna. She’s quietly asking why.

“He hates goodbyes,” I clue her in.

“Oh well, he’s welcome to come back whenever. He’s a blast to be around.” Sienna just opened up a can of worms. Ryland may not like to be away from Case, but when he is, he’ll only let him stay with people who love and care for him. He remains quiet and puts his hands in his pockets.

“I’m sure he’ll be asking tomorrow.” I swing my head to Ryland, letting him know he’ll have to use another brother. The twitch of his lips tells me I’ve been played. “Might not be this week, though.”

“Sounds good to me.” Sienna turns back toward the counter, pulls out a plastic container, and throws chocolate candies inside. I’ve got no idea what she is doing, but I’m not going to question it.

“You good in here?” I ask.

“Of course. ”

“Alright, the faster they’re out of here, the faster I’m going to take you to bed.” Her body shivers as I drop my head into the crook of her neck and shoulder, my tongue sliding along her skin.

“Hurry,” is the word she says, and I’m going to do exactly that. When your woman gets off on kissing alone, it’s time to rally up the troops and get them out of here.

I head into the living room and find Ryland sitting on his haunches, talking to Case, who is visibly upset. Damn, whenever my nephew brings on the crocodile tears, it always makes my gut twist in knots.

“It’s not goodbye, bubs. You’re going to see Uncle Trey tomorrow.” Ry speaks softly, drying his tears with his thumbs.

“But Si Si?” Case asks. It’s time for me to step in and help relieve the big emotions he’s feeling right about now.

“Sienna isn’t going anywhere, Case. Anytime you want to see her, all you gotta do is let someone know, okay?” His head bobs up and down, like one of those figurines move when they’ve got a light shining on them.

“Kay.” He wraps his arms around his daddy’s neck, and Ry doesn’t miss a beat, picking him up off the ground.

“You want me to drop the toys back at your house for you?” Ryland asks once he’s standing, Case still wrapped around him like an octopus. I bet he’s out the minute they’re driving down the road. He played hard today, and it’s later than his usual bedtime.

“Nah, they can stay. I’ve got a feeling he’ll be back this week.”

“You sure?” All of us brothers have a basketful of toys at our houses. There’s a good mix of different items now that more kids are being added to the bunch, plus Mom is always at a thrift store, garage sale, or hunting down a deal whenever she can.

“Yep, staying here for the time being. Figure Case might be back.” Ry nods. “Hey, Case, you want to go see what Si Si has for you to take home?” My nephew whips his head around. Gone are the tears. The only reminder of him being upset is a blotchy face and red eyes.

“Puh-puh-pease.” Ry breathes a sigh of relief. Fuck, my brother hates when his son is upset. We head back to Sienna. My eyes lock on hers. She’s got a container filled to the brim with popcorn and candy in the mix.

I give her a nod letting her know shit is good and they’re ready to head out.

“Thanks again. The help is appreciated,” Ryland says.

“I don’t know why you’re thanking me. Love having him,” I state.

“He’s always welcome here. Can I get a hug before you head out?” she asks Case.

“Yes.” His 's' at the end carries on. He leaps from Ry’s arms into Sienna’s, and the two of them talk for a minute.

“Better lock that down,” my brother mutters quietly.

“Not letting her go again.” When Sienna and Case are done with their goodbyes, he moves from her to me, only this time, our interaction is less than ten seconds. My nephew is infatuated with my woman, and she’s getting all his attention. Can’t blame him.

We all walk out the front door, finish off our goodbyes for the second time, and when Ryland drives away, Sienna drops a damn bomb on me.

“You know, watching you with Case, the realization hit me that one day, we’ll have a child of our own, and it’s hot as hell watching you be an uncle, but as a daddy? Holy shit.” She fans herself, and that’s it. I’m done waiting and holding back.

“Fuck yeah. Gonna plant my baby inside you. Tonight.” I dip down, taking on her weight as I throw her over my shoulder. Sienna lets out a squeal as I cart her ass inside the house. She might have been sore this morning, and after her little admission, she’ll need more than a hot bath to soothe her aches and pains in the morning. And damn if that doesn’t make my cock even harder.