stare down at her. Unable to help myself, I dip my head down, and through the thin T-shirt she’s wearing, I find her breast and take her nipple into my mouth, sucking through the material. She lets out a sharp gasp, her hands going straight to my head.
Placing one last lick over the hardened peak, I look down at my handiwork and feel my cock twitch in my pants. I can see her pink nipple peeking through the material of her shirt, just begging for more attention.
When I hear the sound of soft footsteps, I back away, leaving a safe distance between us, relishing in the flush of arousal coating Selene’s cheeks. Luna appears through the doorway soon after, footsteps slow and sure, concentration written all over her face as she keeps her gaze trained on the glass of juice she’s holding, trying not to spill any.
“Morning, Mommy! We made you your favorite for breakfast.”
Selene laughs, staring down at Luna with a softness in her eyes that makes me want to kiss her senseless. The love she has for our daughter is the purest thing I’ve ever witnessed in my life.
“You guys really did all this for me?”
“Yup! And guess what else?” Luna grins at me and then her mom. “My daddy said he loves you.”
Selene’s eyes widen.
Those plump lips part, her gaze shooting to mine with questions written all over her face.
I look up at the ceiling, holding back a smile.
So my daughter has a big mouth. That’s good to know.
Gripping the bottle of my beer by the neck, I lean against the pillar of Gavin’s house on the porch, watching Selene play with Luna. It amazes me how good she is with her. I know it’s her daughter, but some people aren’t meant to be parents. They don’t share a bond with their child like Selene does with Luna. It’s the most beautiful and pure-hearted thing I’ve ever witnessed.
The screen door shuts softly behind me, and when I glance over my shoulder, the corners of my mouth tug up. Gavin settles next to me on the porch, his gaze riveted to his daughter and granddaughter.
“Beautiful pair, aren’t they?” I nod my acquiescence. “You’re a lucky man, End. Don’t take it for granted.”
Taking a pull from the bottle, I shoot a glance at him. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”
That seems to make him happy because he smiles. The bags under his eyes are dark, like he hasn’t been sleeping much, and the hollows of his cheeks are starting to make his face look thinner, gaunter. The sight is a punch to the gut.
“How are things going so far? How does Luna like the place?”
I take the seat next to him, setting my empty bottle beside me. “It’s been going well. Luna loves it. Swears it’s the best bedroom she’s ever had, but she somehow still finds her way into our bed every night.”
Gavin laughs. “Sounds like her.”
“Selene seems to be happy, but I know she’s worried. She doesn’t like being away from you guys.”
Gavin glances at me, a sad smile pulling at his lips. “That doesn’t surprise me. She’s always quick to worry about everyone else but herself. Even as a kid, she was the same way. More empathy toward everyone else’s needs but her own.”
I avert my gaze, watching Selene lie in the grass with our daughter as they catch their breath.
“I can see that being true.”
Gavin shifts beside me, and when I hear the sound of paper crumpling, my brows dip, and I shift toward him with a questioning glance.
“Give this to her for me, will you?” Gavin says, passing off an envelope and a small box to me. I glance down at it, feeling a pit enter my stomach. It’s a plain white envelope on the outside, but on the inside, it’s the very thing that has the potential to break Selene. It’s going to hurt her; whatever it is he’s written in there. I want to say it’s too soon. He doesn’t need to give this to me yet, but when I look back up at him, I see how tired he is. His agony is only beginning.
I clear the sudden thickness blocking my throat. “Yeah, I can do that. When do you want me to give it to her?”
He watches his daughter, her carefree laugh floating around us. It’s scary that just in a few shorts months or weeks, that sound will dim when Gavin loses his battle with this sickness.