Hunter stripped down to his boxers, placed his hat on the bed post and then climbed into bed next to me. “When did shit get so complicated?” I asked Hunter.

He pulled me so my back was flush against his chest, his hand resting on my hip. I felt him shake his head, “If you figure it out let me know.”

I wanted to be mad at Hunter for not telling me, but I knew I couldn’t be. In the car he had explained that he hadn’t known about my dad until Mason had told him at the hospital. That was pretty shitty timing on Mason’s part. He informed me that he’d told Mason that he wouldn’t keep it a secret from me, but with everything that was going on he just hadn’t wanted the extra stress put on me. In a way I did understand, the doctor wanted me stress free until I was in better health. As much as I wanted to blame Hunter, I knew that I couldn’t. He was looking out for me.

I let it slide just this one time.

It’d been three weeks since CC refused to talk to anyone but me and Hailey. She didn’t really have a choice but to talk to me. I mean I knew she was upset with me, but she understood that I hadn’t wanted to add any more stress. Hailey on the other hand never confessed to knowing about her dad. I think in a way CC knew that she was aware, but it was a family thing and, although Hailey is practically family, it wasn’t her right to say anything.

CC was scheduled for both doctors today, which sent me into a little bit of a panic. One appointment with her OB-GYN to have her final checkup and clearance for sex and another appointment with the Orthopedic doctor to have her casts removed. This meant that she’d have her freedom back and a bigger chance of running into Jason and Brittany without any of us around.

I hadn’t had a chance to talk to my mom about Jason and I really needed to do it soon. Maybe there’s a chance that I could figure out a way of getting them both to move, and never come back to bother us again. I’d gotten an extension on my leave from work for at least another two weeks which meant that I had two weeks to get my life back in order so I could concentrate when I returned.

Fucking Brittany, I still couldn’t believe she was my half-sister. I talked to Jaylinn a few times on the phone and every time I brought her up she’d cut me off and dismissed the conversation.

CC was upstairs feeding Ryder so that we could get out of here, while I was in the kitchen fixing his bottles. This boy could eat; he was about to be two months old and already drinking eight ounces.

Now that CC was going to be free of her cast, I wanted some alone time with her, the only problem was, she wasn’t talking to anyone who could watch Ryder for us except my mom.

I figured it was worth a shot, so I picked up the phone and dialed, “Hello?” Mom said when she answered.

“Hey Ma. How you doing?”

She let out a long sigh, “I’m hanging in there. I miss you guys though, I wish there was a way to fix this mess.”

“Well I was going to ask if you could babysit Ryder for a little while. I want to take Kenz out for dinner and maybe a movie. She’s getting her cast off today.”

“Oh Hunter, that’s wonderful. And yes, of course I’ll watch him.”

“Great, thanks Ma. We’ll be over in a few hours.”

After I got the diaper bag packed, I went upstairs to collect the two of them. I heard CC talking and stopped for a second before I pushed the door open.

“Look how cute you look in your little outfit. Handsome just like your daddy.” Then I heard her kissing him.

I pushed the door open, “I want in on that action.”

Her cheeks flushed, “Then come get it.”

I did, I walked over and kissed her, hard. She reached up with one hand and grabbed the back of my neck kissing me even harder. Damn, I can’t wait for tonight.

She let her hand slowly slide down to my shoulder, and then my arm, when Ryder started cooing. We broke apart, laughing.

“He’s too cute.” CC said, running her hand over his head. He was getting big fast. His hands were like mittens, perfect for a baseball player or even a football player. For right now he had blue eyes, they were dark but they were blue. Strong little man too, already pulling his head up.

I looked down at my watch, “It’s time to get out of here, you ready?” I asked CC.

“Hell yeah! Just help me with my coat when you’re done putting Ryder in his seat.” She reached for the brush that was lying next to her and started brushing her hair. She’d tried talking me through braiding her hair once, but f**k that shit was complicated. I did give her help with a pony tail a time or two, it wasn’t perfect but it did the job. Now, when we went out, she used one of those band things that kept her hair out of her face.

Ryder was all buckled in; I ran him down to the bottom of the stairs and set him by the door. I went back upstairs, picked CC up and then walked us out to the car. She took the keys and started it up and got the heat turned on while I went in for Ryder. Finally we were on our way to get CC’s freedom back.

A few hours later, she was cast free, cleared to have sex and ecstatic. Ryder was at Mom’s, and we were pulling in to have dinner at the Italian restaurant that we both loved.

We were sat at a table for two in the back corner, perfect for us.

CC and I ordered our drinks; water for her a beer for me. I hadn’t seen her this happy in a long time. “I can’t believe they’re finally f**king off! My arm and foot look nasty, but they’re off.” Both were all flaky and really dry.

“I see.” I chuckled at her. “So what movie do you want to go and see?”

CC gave me the look, the one that said ‘You can’t be serious’, “You really want to go to the movies?”

I shook my head, “No, but you know.” I felt her foot slide up and down my ankle “I wasn’t sure if you were ready for all that.”

She was inching her leg up to just above my knee and then back down. I was watching her intently. If she didn’t stop this teasing we weren’t going to make it home.

She licked her lips, she had that gloss stuff on and they were extra shiny. I sat up in my chair a little more so I could lean over the table and kiss her, but her foot shot up between my legs. She smirked at me, “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m gonna kiss my fiancé. Why? You got a problem with that?” She wanted to play games and I was all for it.

“Actually,” She pointed her toes in the direction of my dick. “I do.”

I was a goner, I’m sure she knew this by now. How could she not? Her feet were pressing against it. She started moving her toes over my dick; I sucked in a quick breath. “What’s the matter, Hunter?”