and you guys could go have some fun. Of course, we know this is your time with your daughter, but if you’re okay with it we’d love to take her.”
Laken looks at Ava and then at my parents. “Okay, she’d absolutely love it. I feel bad; I don’t expect you to watch her.”
Mom grabs Laken’s hand. “We wouldn’t have mentioned it unless we truly wanted to do it.”
“Ava, do you want to go to Disneyland with Chance’s mom and dad?”
The little peanut moves fast and is standing on her chair, hopping up and down. “I’ll take that as a yes.” I smile up at her.
“We’ll take care of cleanup so you guys can hit the road,” I tell them as I start clearing the table.
“Thank you, honey,” Mom says before disappearing out of the kitchen.
Laken takes Ava to the guest bedroom to get her ready. Dad leans against the counter as I rinse dishes and load the dishwasher. “You two have fun, but not too much fun.” He wiggles his eyebrows, making me laugh.
“Please … we’re probably just going to hang out at the beach, and maybe I’ll take her out to dinner.”
“Your mom and I really like her and Ava. Just remember what I said before. If you can’t be all in with her, then step back.”
I sigh. “I know, Dad. There’s something about her and that little girl.”
He claps me on the back and then shouts, “There she is.”
Ava comes tearing into the kitchen and jumps right into my dad’s arms. She puts her hands up in the air. “Diddyland!”
Laken comes into the kitchen, talking quietly to my mom. She looks up and smiles when her eyes meet mine.
We walk them out. “I’ll send you pictures all day,” Mom shouts as she climbs into the SUV.
Once their car disappears, I wrap my arms around Laken. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I think they’re more excited than she is.” She smiles up at me. “What are we going to do?”
“I thought we could go to the beach for a bit, and then I thought I’d take you to dinner. Go get your swimsuit on.” As she walks past me, I slap her ass. She rubs her cheek as she giggles, disappearing into the spare bedroom.
My dick perks up thinking about seeing her in a bikini. In my room I throw on swim trunks and a tank top. I grab a couple of beach towels and the bag my mom uses to cart our stuff to the beach.
I get sunscreen and bottles of water packed up then grab the bodyboard. Laken comes out a minute later in a tank top and cut-off jean shorts. Her hair is piled up on top of her head.
I make sure that Pixy is all set, and then we head out the back. “I hope Ava is good for your mom and dad. She gets a little excited about stuff and could wear a person out real quick.”
“You’ve met me, right? My dad? Mom says I’ve always been moving. My dad’s the same way. He may sit, but he’s up and down a lot. She’ll be fine, and they’ll be fine.” I kiss her and then we head toward the beach.
We find the perfect spot, and I drop the bag and the bodyboard. I lay both of our towels out and when I turn to Laken I freeze. Her tank top is off, revealing a tiny red bikini top. She shimmies her shorts down and kicks them to the side.
Please don’t get a boner, please don’t get a boner. Her body is sick—she’s lean, curvy, and soft all at once. Laken does not look like someone who has had a baby.
She must feel me staring because she turns toward me. “Do I look okay?” Laken’s hands fidget like she’s trying not to cover herself up.
I stand to my full height and move to her. “Baby, you’re so fucking sexy I’m afraid I’m going to get a boner right here in front of everyone.”
Laken smiles up at me. “We can’t have that.” Her phone dings, and she picks it up, swiping at the screen. She turns it toward me. “They just got there.” It’s a selfie of my parents and Ava in my dad’s arms.
She sticks her phone in her bag. We quickly put sunscreen on and yes, I take my time rubbing it into her back. Laken returns the favor, and by the time she’s done my dick is at half-staff.
I scoop her up over my shoulder