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Summary: Much to his delight, Jack is finally listed as a guardian at Novaβs daycare. He continues to grow his connection with Nova. He also get another chance of asking you on a date.Β
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Warning(s): flirting, a little dirty talk from Jack, but nothing too crazy, nightmares, nova gets a little scared
Lovergirlnote: Heyyy, so I was going to add the date to this chapter, but I really liked the end of this chapter, so Iβm saving it for the next upload. Also, shout out to @a-true-janian-reply for the suggestion about Jack comforting Nova after a bad dream. As always, let me know what you think!β₯οΈ
Chapter VI: Jack Abbot, Emergency Contact
Jack casually tosses Nova in the air as she giggles loudly. Her loud squeals fill the living room before he catches her again and pretends to fly her around the living room.Β
βLook at that baby, weβre gonna have to make an emergency landing to mommy,β Jack whispers before making plane noises and navigating her over in your direction.Β
You open your arms wide and catch Nova as you snuggle her into your chest. She laughs loudly, βMommy! Dada airplane!β
βYeah, I see, lovebug. You and Daddy were playing airplanes. You were so brave,β you said, before plopping a large kiss on her chubby cheeks.Β
Jack plops down on the couch next to you and Nova as he leans over to give his little kiss on her cheek. She gladly accepts the love and affection that sheβs receiving from you and Jack.Β
You turn your head in time to catch the soft smile on Jackβs lips, βWhat?β
He looks down shyly, βNothing. Itβs just, Iβm the luckiest guy in the world. I get to be here with my best girls. Nothing could top this moment.β
You reach over to toy with his silver curls, βWeβre happy to have you here, Jack. Seriously, I couldnβt imagine doing this with anyone else.β
You both look at each other for a moment before Jack leans in to press a kiss to your lips. He pecks your lips a few more times. Youβre both interrupted by the sound of Nova clapping and giggling.Β
βYay! Mama! Dada! Kiss,β she states, grinning excitedly at you and Jack. She looks between you and Jack and seems genuinely pleased with herself.Β
βAre you hungry, Nova?β You ask, setting her between you and Jack.Β
βMhmm, mama, salmon,β Nova replies. You chuckle to yourself. Your baby would have an advanced palette at such a young age.Β
You glance at Jack, βYou wanna stay for dinner?β
βYeah, Iβd like that a lot,β He responds, that same bright smile returning to his face as he plays with your fingers.Β
You gently tickle Novaβs side, to which she giggles, βDo you want Daddy to help us cook, lovebug?βΒ
βYes, Dada cook!βΒ
She slides from the couch and walks to her toy chest to pull the small chefβs apron out of the box. Nova slides the little apron over her outfit and comes to stand in front of you and Jack.
βDada, I cook!β She states proudly.Β
Cue Jackβs heart melting in his chest. βI see, babygirl. You look so cute! The best chef around.β Nova pulls on your and Jackβs hands to stand from the couch. She ushers you both into the kitchen as you pick her up.Β
You let Nova get the salmon from the fridge as she sets it on the counter. You set her on the counter as you move to grab the pan and seasonings.Β
Jack makes sure to stand close by to keep a steady hand on Nova, who hums happily from the counter.Β
As you clean and season the salmon, Jack canβt help but admire the scene in front of him. You turn to face him, βYouβre supposed to be helping,Β daddy.βΒ
He swallows roughly at the sound of the words leaving your lips. βYou tell daddy where you need him, and Iβm there, sweetheart.β
βYou can cup up the broccoli florets with Nova. Itβs her favorite part,β you comment, as you hand Nova her child-safe knife. It was hardly sharp and wouldnβt even be sharp enough to prick her finger.Β
Yet, Jack keeps a close eye on her regardless. His heart clenches at even the slightest thought of his baby getting hurt.Β
Nova sticks her tongue out slightly as she navigates the floret in front of her and brings the knife down to cut at it. The little knife slides effortlessly through the broccoliβa little crooked but a success nonetheless.
Nova holds the broccoli up in her little fingers, βMama! Dada! I cut!βΒ
You and Jack gasp in wonder before cheering and clapping. βOh my goodness, lovebug, youβre doing so good!βΒ
βWeβre so proud of you, Nova. Our big girl,β Jack praises. Nova smiles widely at the mutual praise. Youβd always tried to make it your mission to praise Nova at every step of the way and build her confidence up.Β
The last thing you want is for your baby girl to be hard on herself at a young age.Β
You, Jack, and Nova work effortlessly together as you search for the salmon. Jack works on peeling the potatoes before depositing them in the pot of boiling water.Β
As he passes you to dispose of the potato peels, he slides an arm around your waist and pulls you back into his chest. You chuckle and reach back to curl your fingers through his hair as he gently sways with you in his hold.Β
By now, Nova had decided that she had completed her tasks of cutting up broccoli, and she was dancing to Gracieβs Corner with Bun Bun.Β
You and Jack both watch her excitement and pure joy as she giggles.
βI hope she never loses that joy,β You tell Jack, who leans down to press a kiss on the side of your head. He looks at Nova, βShe wonβt. Weβll be here to make sure that she doesnβt. The world needs more joy like hers.β
It scares Jack to think of anyone possibly hurting his little girl. Itβs only been a few months, and heβs already in protective dad mode. He never realized that it was possible to feel so much love in his heart for someone.Β
But as he looks at Nova and even at you, all he can feel is the love that he holds for you both.Β
Itβs also not lost on him the pure domesticity of this moment with you. For a moment, he allows himself to envision a future ahead of him. You, him, and Nova. A ring on your fingerβ¦.and maybe another baby.Β
Jack finds that he likes the fantasy more than he can acknowledge right now.
As he sits at the table having dinner with you and Nova, Jack realizes that heβs truly the luckiest man in the world, and he fears that nothing can top being here with his girls.Β
Itβs one of those rare off days for Jack. Since heβs been in your and Novaβs lives, heβs been learning to slow down more so that heβs present with you both. He finds that there isnβt a moment that he wants to miss with you or Nova. He doesnβt want to miss any of her milestones, even if itβs just her drawing a picture.Β
Heβd called you in the morning when he knew that you and Nova were getting ready to wish you both a good morning.Β
Even through her sleepiness, Nova still couldnβt contain her excitement at hearing Jackβs voice on the phone. Heβd spoken to you during lunch while he casually lounged on the couch.Β
Jack has to admit to himselfβitβs a lot more relaxing to not be in a rush and to have a moment to just sit and breathe. For the past few years, since the divorce, heβd thrown himself off the deep end on working countless shifts.
The police scanner that he often liked to listen to hadnβt been turned on in months since he had met you and Nova.
He really figured there was no use for the scanner, especially when he was spending most of his time with his girls.Β
Jack falls asleep on the couch with Bluey playing in the background. Heβd actually found himself watching the show even when Nova wasnβt around. Quite surprisingly, the show taught a lot of valuable lessons, especially with it being geared toward kids.
He jumps at the sound of his phone buzzing from the table and moves to pick it up. Your picture pops up on the phoneβone that heβd taken of you and Nova on one of your family outings.
He clicks the answer button and puts the phone to his ear, βHey, sweetheart. Everything okay?β
βHi, so I may have a little situationβ¦β You start, to which Jack sits up straighter.Β
βAre you and Nova okay?β He asks, standing up from the couch to grab his keys.
βOh no, itβs not anything too dire. My car is having some problems, but donβt worry, Iβm at the shop. I need someone to go pick Nova up from the daycare. I wouldβve asked Zara, but sheβs working overtime this week at her job. Would you mind going to get her?β You ask, and Jack can hear the rise in your tone at having to ask him.Β
He lets out a sigh of relief at you and Nova being safe. βYeah, honey, I can go get her. Do you want me to swing by the car place?βΒ
βNo, itβs fine. I actually know the mechanic, and he let me know that itβs nothing serious, so you donβt have to worry about him up-charging me either,β you explain with a slight laugh. It was cute that he was already being protective of you and Nova.Β
Jack nods, βGood. Donβt worry about anything, Iβll go pick Nova up and bring her here. If something else comes up, let me know, and Iβll come. Okay, baby?β
βOkay. Thank you, Jack. Really, youβve been amazing,β you said.Β
βSβno problem. Iβd do anything for you and Nova. Text me updates on your car and when youβre on the road.β
βI will. Iβm gonna call Novaβs daycare to let them know youβre on your way to pick her up.β
You and Jack say your byes before heβs heading out the door to his truck. He checks the backseat where Novaβs car seat is. He pulls on the car seat multiple times and checks the seat belts to make sure that everything is attached.Β
As he drives to the daycare, a certain giddiness enters his chest at the fact that heβs getting to pick his baby up from daycare. That same goofy boyish smile works its way onto his face at the thought.Β
Jack parks his truck in front of the daycare and walks through the front door. He finds a girl with box braids sitting at the front desk, typing away at the computer. An older woman with silver hair stands next to her. They both look at him as he enters.Β
βHi, welcome to Miss Sunshineβs. How can we help you?β The girl asks.Β
βHi, Iβm Jack Abbot. Iβm here to pick up Nova,β He explains, fighting (and failing) to hide the smile that covers his face.Β
Both women look at each other before looking back at Jack in appreciation. The older woman smirks, βHuh, so youβre the new daddy?β She raises her eyebrows at the end of the question.
Jack blushes at the double meaning. He nods, βYes maβam, thatβd be me.βΒ
The older woman holds her hand out, βBerta Jones, but you can call me Ms. Berta. Itβs nice to finally put a name to a face. Little Miss Nova canβt get enough of telling everyone about her Dada. You know, youβre a permanent fixture in her pictures now. She even makes it a point to let us know that itβs you in the picture.βΒ
The tears sting at the back of Jackβs eyes. He swallows down the sob, but itβs clear by the way that his face softens that it hits him directly in the chest.Β
His little girl had fully adopted him in the lexicon of her mind. In her mind, he was Dad, and there was no confusion about it.Β
He shakes Ms. Bertaβs hand and smiles.Β
βIβm glad to hear that. I love Nova a lot, so Iβm honored to be a part of her life.βΒ
Ms. Berta nods, seemingly pleased with his answer. She looks down at the girl, βConnie, why donβt you set Jack up a profile in the system and take his picture?βΒ
βYes, maβam,β Connie responds, pulling up the form.Β
She hums lightly before looking up at him, βOkay, Mr. Abbot, whatβs a good phone number and address for you?β
Jack recites the information as Connie types it in and reads it back to him. Little does he know that Ms. Berta watches the eagerness in his posture at being able to do this. Through her experience of being a daycare owner, sheβd seen her fair share of fathers.Β
There were the ones who came to pick up their kids because their partners told them to. Those men were the ones who huffed and puffed like it was an inconvenience to pick up their own kids. There were the baby daddies, who were still navigating the highs and lows of fatherhood. But then there were men like Jack.
Men who actually took joy in the role of being a father. Even though Nova isnβt biologically his, Ms. Berta can say with full certainty that none of that matters to you. Nova is his through and through, and no one would be able to take that from him.Β
She knows heβs cut out for fatherhood by the way that he smiles brightly for the picture.Β
She glances at Jack, βWeβre printing your badge out. That way, any time you need to come pick up Nova, youβd scan in and show whoever is at the front desk. Come on, Iβll take you back to Nova. Sheβs gonna be very happy to see you.βΒ
She types a code into the door before opening it and ushering Jack through. He can see why you chose the place. There are multiple classrooms set with kids learning in them. He even spots a nursery with cribs where babies are sleeping.Β
Ms. Berta catches his inquiring gaze, βHave you ever imagined yourself being a father?β
βYes, maβam, I did. I thought about it a lot growing up. I just figured it was off the table for me, but Novaβs made me realize that it isnβt too late,β he explains, following behind her.Β
Soon, theyβre standing in front of a door together. Jack peers through the window and spots Nova sitting with some other kids and playing with them. His heart melts as he takes in the sight of her building blocks and even shares them with the other kids.Β
Ms. Berta catches his look. βSheβs a very sweet little girl. Sheβs always sharing and making sure everyoneβs included. If someone is crying, sheβs the first one hugging them.β
Jack chuckles, βThatβs all her momβs hard work. Sheβs been amazing at raising Nova.βΒ
βSounds like you really like her,β Ms. Berta comments, smirking at Jack.Β
He smiles in return, βYeah, I like her a lot. Sheβs a beautiful and intelligent woman. Iβd be crazy not to appreciate what I have.β
βGood answer. You ready to see your baby?β
Jack nods quickly. Ms. Berta opens the door and walks in, βMiss Nova, it looks like you have a very special guest here to pick you up.βΒ
At the sound of her name, Nova looks up, and her eyes immediately flicker over to Jack. Both Jack and Ms. Berta watch as the little girlβs eyes widen in excitement and the grin that takes over her dimpled cheeks.Β
She stands from the ground and immediately starts running towards Jack, βDada!!βΒ
Jack bends down just in time to catch Nova in his arms. She throws her arms around his neck and hugs him tight, βMissed you, Dada.β
Jack hugs back equally as tight and kisses her cheek, βI missed you too, Princess. You look so pretty in your outfit. Did you pick this out or did mommy?β
βI did, Dada,β Nova states proudly.Β
Jack smiles, βThatβs amazing, baby. You look so pretty. Now, mommy had some problems with her car, so Dadaβs gonna take you home until mommy is done, okay?β
βOtay, Dada,β Nova replies, seemingly already on board with the plan.Β
βMiss Nova, do you want to show your daddy some of your work?β Ms. Berta asks.Β
Nova nods excitedly in Jackβs arms. He follows behind Ms. Berta until she reaches the folder with Novaβs name. As Jack scans through the folder, heβs truly impressed by the work that Novaβs doing even at one.Β
He flips to the next page and finds a picture that Nova has recently drawn. In the picture, there are three stick figures. The small stick figure is in the middle while two bigger stick figures hold hands with the smaller one.
Above, the small stick figure, Nova, has written βme.β Above the bigger ones, sheβs written βmamaβ and βdada.β Thereβs a big heart above the three figures. Jack breathes deeply as the emotions start to hit him. His lip trembles slightly.Β
Nova looks up at him, βYou, Dada.β
βYeah, I see, lovebug. You did so good. I love it,β Jack states, discreetly wiping at his eyes.Β
Once he gathers Novaβs small backpack over his shoulder and she carries Bun Bun in her arms, he walks to the front desk to fully sign her out.Β
As he signs his name, he gets to the portion of the form that states, βRelationship to child,β and he gladly scribbles βFatherβ in the box.Β
βAlright, Mr. Abbot, youβre all set. Hereβs your official badge!β Connie chirps as she slides the laminated piece of plastic over to him.Β
βThank you,β He tells Connie and Ms. Berta.
βYouβre welcome. Bye, Ms. Nova. Weβll see you tomorrow,β Ms. Berta calls.Β
Nova waves from Jackβs arms and bids them goodbye. When they get outside, Jack straps her down in her car seat. He checks the seatbelts multiple times before sighing in satisfaction.Β
He hands Nova his iPad and turns it on Bluey for the drive home. Heβs already proactive enough to have a small pouch of Goldfish waiting for her, along with a sippy cup of apple juice.Β
He rounds the truck and gets in. Before he leaves the parking lot, he looks down at the badge that Connie gave him. The picture of him that was taken sits in the corner, along with the logo for Miss Sunshineβs.Β
Itβs the information that makes him tear up.Β
Jack Abbot
Father of Nova LN
Phone number: (724)-129-1975
He wipes the tear as it falls. He was officially listed as Novaβs father in some capacity. He doesnβt take the fact lightly. It means the world.Β
When Jack arrives at his house, Nova is still humming happily to the Bluey theme song. By now, sheβs finished her Goldfish. Jack dusts the small crumbs from her lap and lifts her into his arms.Β
He listens as she starts recounting her day to him. His phone buzzes from his pocket, and he checks it.Β
My Girlπ
Hey, my carβs all fixed now. Iβm about to head to your house.
Jackieπ
Sounds good, baby.Β
Nova and I just got here. Weβll be waiting for you. Drive safelyβ₯οΈ
He kisses Novaβs cheek as he walks into the house. Setting her down gently, he kneels in front of her, βHey, sweetie, you hungry?βΒ
βMhmm, chikey nuggies, Dada.βΒ
Jack nods, βOkay, I got some Dino nuggies, you wanna help me put them on?β
Nova nods and slides from the couch to walk into the kitchen with Jack. Sheβs been to his house so much at this point that sheβs memorized the layout just as well as your own apartment.Β
Jack picks her up once they reach the kitchen and grabs the nuggets from the freezer. He lets Nova help him with setting the nuggets on the baking sheet before they both slide them into the oven.Β
They both go back into the living room, where Nova walks to her toy box with Bun Bun. Jack glances over and finds her stacking blocks and talking to Bun Bun.Β
He settles on watching baseball.Β
Soon, he hears the sound of your car pulling into the driveway.Β
βMommyβs here, Nova,β Jack announces.Β
Nova moves from her spot on the carpet and follows Jack to the door. βMommy,β she chants on the way to the door.Β
As soon as he opens the door, Jack moves to the side so that Nova can walk out to you. She starts to scream in excitement upon seeing you.Β
βMommy!βΒ
Her little body crashes into yours as you pull her into your arms. βHi, my pretty girl. Did you have a good day?β
βYes, mama. Dada, pick me up.β
βHe did, didnβt he? Were you happy to see Daddy there?β
βYes!βΒ
You carry her to the door where Jack is standing. He closes the door behind you, βIβm glad youβre here. Was everything okay?β
βYeah, he said it was just one of my spark plugs. Heβs one of my dadβs friends, so he cut me a family discount,β you explain.Β
You set Nova down as she walks to go sit back on the carpet to play with her toys. Jack turns to face you and pulls your body into his. You slide your arms over his shoulder, where you play with the curls at the nape of his neck.Β
βThank you for picking her up today,β you said softly.Β
βSβno problem, sweetheart. Iβd do anything for either of you,β he responds, pulling your body flush to his. Jack leans down to press his lips against yours. Your lips move together as he slides his arms around your waist. The tips of his fingers toy with the edge of your dress.Β
He pulls back and stares into your eyes, βGod, youβre so beautiful, baby.β
βYou think so? Iβm really feeling the silver hair, Jack.β You lower your voice, βItβs turning me on a lot.β
Jack closes his eyes as the words hit him somewhere deep.Β
βLet me take you out this weekend. Just you and me. We can ask Zara to babysit, or I can ask Robby. I think heβs dying for his opportunity to spoil Nova.β
You chuckle, βYeah, Iβll see if Zaraβs free.β
βGood, I canβt wait.βΒ
With that, he ushers you into the kitchen and checks on the chicken nuggets. He looks up at you, βYou hungry? I have some leftover pasta that I can heat up for you.β
βYeah, Iβd like that. Thank you.β
You briefly glance back at Nova, who has managed to slide onto the couch and is now actively watching Bluey with Bun Bun sitting next to her.
You turn back to face Jack, who moves effortlessly through the kitchen to warm up the leftovers for you. You subtly clench your thighs together at how natural he takes on the role of providing for you and Nova.Β
You canβt help the way that your eyes trail over Jackβs figure. You hadnβt been intimate with someone since finding out about being pregnant with Nova. Your trusty vibrator has been taking care of your needs for the year.Β
However, since being with Jack, your body has been becoming moreΒ alive.Β Whenever heβd touch you or kiss you, you found yourself dreaming about it for days.Β
It didnβt help the fact that he kept looking at you like he wanted to devour you.Β
You werenβt ashamed to admit that youβd made yourself cum more times than you could count, at the thought of having sex with Jack.Β
He was the first man that you actually wanted to experience this with.Β
Youβre unaware that Jack had caught you staring. He smirks and leans over the counter, you see something you like, honey?β
βYeah, heβs a doctor. 5β9. Silver hair. Great biceps, and heβs amazing with my kid. You know anyone like that?βΒ
Jack laughs softly, βYeah, honey, I think Iβm familiar with him. He told me that heβs equally obsessed with you. You wanna hear another secret about him?β
You shake your head, and Jack beckons you forward. He drops his voice to a low whisper, βHe really likes you, honey. A lot, and he spends every single minute at work thinking about you. The way that you smile. Your laugh. Those curls on your head. And then he tries to stop them, but then his thoughts become a lot less innocent when it comes to you. He starts to think about how soft your lips are and how sweet you taste when he kisses you. He starts to wonder how sweet youβd taste in other areas.βΒ
Jack licks his lips, and you can see his hazel eyes growing darker, βHe also thinks about how pretty youβd look when youβre cumming. He bets that your moans would be so pretty, and youβd flood his mouth. He really wants to make you feel good, sweetheart.β
Your breath hitches in your chest as you can feel how wet your panties are between your legs.Β
This man was going to be the death of you.Β
Jack smirks at seeing how flustered and turned on you look, βI guess we can leave a pin in that till Friday. Foodβs ready.βΒ
He casually plates pasta for you and slides it over to you while plating Novaβs nuggets for her. He calls the little girl over and places her in the seat next to you.Β
He slides glasses of tea over to both of you, specifically putting Novaβs in her sippy cup.Β
He watches you and Nova munch on your meals and smiles in satisfaction. You look up from eating your pasta and cover your mouth, βYouβre not gonna eat?β
Feeling bold, Jack looks down at the fork in your hand, βYou mind if I get some of your pasta?βΒ
You catch the teasing tone of his voice and laugh softly. βYou want me to feed it to you?βΒ
βPlease, Iβd hate for us to dirty any extra dishes,β Jack reasons.
βWeβd definitely hate for that to happen. Less dishes and all is better,β you conclude.Β
You stab the fork in the pasta, making sure to get a good bite for Jack. You lift the fork to his mouth, while Jack slides his lips over the food. He keeps his eyes on you the entire time.Β
Good Lord, this man was trying to kill you.Β
At the conclusion of the meal, you and Jack wash dishes together while Nova sits on the counter next to you. She giggles loudly as Jack splashes bubbles in her direction.Β
He wipes his hands off and pulls her into his arms, βYou wanna go watch Bluey, kiddo?β
βYes, Dada.β You, Jack, and Nova all settle together in the living room, while he puts it on Bluey. Jack pulls you to sit next to him while he throws an arm across your shoulder. Nova settles herself down in your lap, but throws her little legs on Jackβs lap.Β
Sheβd gotten to the point where she felt that she needed to maintain some form of physical contact with you and Jack. Jack plays with your curls while keeping a hand on Nova. Not surprisingly, she falls asleep with her head curled into your stomach. She has the bottom of Jackβs shirt curled between her fingers.Β
He looks down at her softly, βYou know they gave me a badge today at the daycare? They put βJack Abbot, Novaβs father.β
You glance at him, βWas that okay?β
βYeah, more than. I told you, Iβm all in when it comes to you and Nova. I know sheβs not biologically mine, but sheβs a part of me now. From the moment, she decided to pick me that night, she became my little girl. Seeing them put it down in print today just felt real, you know?βΒ
The light from the TV allows you to see the way that his eyes glisten. He blinks and a tears trails down his eye before you cup his cheek to wipe it away.Β
You turn his face to yours, βIt is real, Jack. Nova picked you for a reason that night. Even after the hospital, she picked you. You were meant to be her dad. There hasnβt been a moment where Iβve had to doubt how much you care about her.β
βI care about you too, honey.β
βI know you do, Jack. Iβve never had to doubt that either.βΒ
Jack moves carefully to not wake Nova and presses his lips to yours. You smile, βI should get her home.β Jack nods, but thereβs a huge part of him that wants to ask you to stay.Β
After he helps you strap Nova in, he hugs your body close to his. βText me when you both make it home, okay?βΒ
βI will.βΒ
You both kiss one last time before he watches you drive out of his neighborhood.Β
About twenty minutes later, his phone buzzes with a text from you.Β
My Girlπ
We made it home safely. Novaβs all tucked in.Β
Jackieπ
Is mommy all tucked in too?
My Girlπ
*image attached*
Iβm all tucked inπββοΈ
Jack looks at the picture that youβve sent him and the way that shirt hangs from your frame. He thinks you look like the most beautiful woman in the world.
Get some rest, Dr. Abbot. You have lives to save and I refuse to be the reason you canβt focusΒ
Thank you again for picking Nova up today
Jackieπ
Anytime, sweetheart
β¦and for the record, youβre always on my mind 24/7, and youβre never a distraction.Β
Goodnight babyβ₯οΈ
My Girlπ
Goodnight, Jackπ₯Ήβ₯οΈ
Itβs Thursday.Β
Jack takes another sip from the stale coffee as it slightly burns the tip of his tongue. He leans against the desk, alongside Shen and Ellis.Β
Shen takes another sip from his Dunkinβ coffee, to which Jack gags in distain. βThat thing canβt be healthy for you, John. Itβs nothing but sugar.β
Shen rolls his eyes teasingly while taking another drag out of the straw, βCalm down, Jack. Itβs good for my soul.βΒ
Ellis chuckle from one of the computers as she finishes charting her note. They all revel in the calmness of the night as they all refuse to say the forbidden βQ-wordβ on shift. Though Jack thinks theyβre just being superstitious, he definitely doesnβt want to test luck and say it either.Β
He feels his phone buzzing from his phone and he slides it from his scrub pants. Thereβs a message from you.Β
My Girlπ
Hey..so I know you may be busy, so feel free to ignore this if you are, but Nova had a really bad nightmare, and sheβs crying a lot and asking for you. I told her that youβre at work, which only seemed to make her more upset. But if youβre free, could you give her a call?π«
Jack frowns at his phone, which Ellis catches.Β
βEverything okay, boss?βΒ
βYeah, Iβm gonna go make a call right now. My daughter just had a bad dream. You mind covering if anything comes up?β
Shen and Ellis both nod.Β
βWe got it. Go check on your little girl,β Shen started, ushering his to the door. Little does Jack know, they all watch him as he walks out and lifts the phone to his ear.Β
Shen takes another sip of his coffee, βUgh, itβs so cute seeing him like this. How long before he adopts her?β
βIβd give it about a year,β Ellis replies.Β
Outside in the ambulance bay, Jack navigates to a quiet corner and starts FaceTiming you. You pick up after the first ring, and Jack immediately notices the distressed look on your face.Β
βIβm sorry if youβre busy, Jack. She was really scared when I came into her room,β You said, rocking Nova in your arms.Β
She quietly cries into your chest. Jack feels his heart breaking at seeing his baby so scared.Β
βBaby, you donβt have to apologize. Iβm never too busy for you or Nova. Call anytime,β Jack states, to which you nod.Β
You look down, βNovaβ¦your daddyβs on the phone, lovebug.βΒ
You hold the phone to her face so that she can see Jack. She pouts into the camera and her lip quivers, βDadaβ¦β
βHey, babygirl, whatβs wrong? You had a bad dream?βΒ
βMhmm Dada, it was scary. Monster and Dada was gone,β Nova explains, her voice still shaky with tears.Β
βSβokay, baby. Daddy gets bad dreams too, but Iβm not going anywhere. Iβll always be right here to protect you okay?βΒ
βOtay, Dada.β Nova said softly. Shen walks outside and catches the tail end of the conversation.Β
βHey,β He calls out to Jack.Β
The other man turns to look at him, expecting to hear him say that thereβs an incoming emergency.Β
βWhy donβt you go ahead and take the rest of the night off? Go be with your kid. I know how scary it was for my kids when they get them, and it sounds like she needs you a lot,β Shen suggests, rocking lightly on his heels.Β
Jack is about to open his mouth to protest when Shen shakes his head, βItβs a dead zone tonight, Jack. Go home, we can hold down the fort until you get back.β
βThanks, man.βΒ
βDonβt mention it.β With that, Shen walks back inside the Pitt.Β
Jack looks back at his phone, βNova, Daddyβs on his way over to be with you, okay sweetheart? Iβll be right there in a little bit.βΒ
βOtay, Dada. Love you.βΒ
βI love you too, baby,β Jack responds, just as you point the phone back to yourself.Β
βWeβll see you in a little bit. Please drive carefully, okay?β He can see the worry present in your eyes.
βI will, baby. Iβll be there soon.βΒ
He ends the call and walks back in the hospital to go to his locker and grabs his backpack. He clocks out and is about to stop by the desk when everyone waves him off.Β
The drive to your apartment isnβt long. He takes the elevator up to your floor as he comes to stand in front of you door. He knocks lightly and hear the soft pitter patter of your feet as you open the door.Β
The large t-shirt covers your frame, along with the satin bonnet that contains your curls. Similarly to you, Nova wears a big t-shirt, a pull-up, and a small bonnet.Β
Upon seeing Jack, she immediately reaches out for him. Jack pulls her into his arms and she curls into his chest.Β
He kisses her covered hair and whispers in her ear, βItβs okay, babygirl. Daddyβs right here.β He starts rocking her in his arms and cooing at her softly.Β
You close the door behind Jack, as you take his backpack from his shoulder. He follows you into your bedroom, where youβve set up Novaβs night light that illuminates stars across the room.Β
Toeing off his shoes, Jack stands in the middle of the room as Nova keeps his face buried in his neck.Β
You walk into the bedroom and stand in front of Jack, βThank you for coming.βΒ
βAnytime,β Jack affirms, leaning down to kiss you.Β
The three of you climb into your bed as Jack settles Nova into his arms. He gently pats her back as she sleepily gazes up and you and Jack.Β
βWeβre right here, lovebug. Weβre not going anywhere,β You tell her. You grab the stuffed rabbit from the side, βLook, Bun Bunβs even here.βΒ
βSleep in here, mama?β Nova asks.
βYeah, lovebug, you can sleep in here tonight. Do you want us to read you a story?β She nods, while tucking Bun Bun beneath her arm.Β
You get up from the bed and go to the bookcase to grab, βGoodnight Moon.β You slide beneath the covers as you and Jack take turns reading the pages to Nova.
As the story continues, she blinks slower and slower until her breath finally evens out and her lashes flutter against her cheek.Β
Jack is gentle with setting her down between the two of you. He sticks Bun Bun beneath her arm before leaning down to kiss her cheek.Β
βNight, baby, Daddy loves you.βΒ
He finds you staring at him when he looks up.Β
βYouβre an amazing man, Jack.β
βThank you. Youβre an amazing mom.βΒ
βThank you,β you respond.Β
He stands from the bed and goes to grab his bag until you place a hand on his arm. βYou donβt have to go, you can stay. Besides, itβs really late and I donβt feel comfortable with you driving back.βΒ
Jack laughs softly, βSβokay, sweetheart. Iβm usually driving back this late anyways.β
You shake your head and move to stand closer, βI want you to stay, Jack.β He looks at the definitive look in your eye and knows that he could never tell you no.
βOkay, Iβll stay. Do you want me on the couch?βΒ
Itβs your turn to laugh. βNo, I want you in the bed with us. Youβre more than welcome to go change in the bathroom.βΒ
Jack suddenly becomes hyperaware of his prosthetic in the moment. He shifts on his feet and looks down for a second. You obviously catch the sudden mood shift.
βIs something wrong?β
βYeahβ¦itβs just..uh..I have a prosthetic. Itβs from a long time ago when I was in the army. There was an accident but we donβt have to get into all of that. I should have mentioned it sooner, but if youβre not comfortableββΒ
You hold a hand up, βThat doesnβt bother me, Jack. Prosthetic or not, youβre still you. Youβre still Novaβs dad and youβre still the man that Iβm falling for. However, I can make you feel more comfortable, just let me know.βΒ
For a moment, Jack just stares at you. You can see his eyes softening even in the dimness of the room. He brings a hand up to cup your face, βThank you, baby. Really, you donβt know how much it means to hear you say that.β
Jackβs been out of the dating scene for a while. He hasnβt had to have the conversation about his leg because the last woman who knew about it was his ex-wife. Heβd always thought about if he started to date again, and how he would approach the conversation with his partner.Β
There was always this slight inkling of insecurity and fear or being rejected or pitied. But here in this moment, you hadnβt made him feel like either those things. He didnβt feel less than.Β
You made him feel whole.Β
βIβll just go change in the bathroom and then Iβll take it off when I come back,β he explains.Β
You nod, βOkay, take your time. Feel free to use whatever you need.β
You walk back over to the bed and slide in beside Nova. Jack makes his way into the bathroom and changes into his spare t-shirt and boxers. He washes his face and brushes his teeth with one of your spare toothbrushes. He folds his scrubs neatly into his bag before walking back out into the bedroom.Β
You sit up upon seeing him and smile gently. He sits on the edge of the bed and starts the process of taking off his prosthetic.Β
You stand from the bed and enter the bathroom. You emerge with a warm towel in your hand and kneel to apply the clothe to the residual limb. You throw the towel into the dirty basket before walking back over to massage his leg.
Jack is about to stop you until he lets out a deep groan when you hit one of the spots thatβs been aching.Β
You glance at him, βMy grandfather was a veteran. He served in Vietnam. Lost his leg up to his knee. My cousins and I would take turns helping him with stuff like this when we stayed with him during the summer.βΒ
Jack sighs in relief at the feel of your hands on him. After ten minutes, you finish your massage and you stand up in front of him. Jack pulls your face down to his as he claims your lips to his. You both kiss for a solid minute before you pull back.Β
Jackβs lips ghost against yours, βThank you.βΒ
βAnytime, handsome.βΒ
You walk over to the other side of the bed just as Jack slides beneath the covers. Once youβre both settled, you stare at each other through the soft light from the night light.Β
You close your eyes and Jack can hear your breath even out. Soon, the sleepiness begins to tug at his own eyes.Β
He looks over you and Nova one last time.Β
Yeah, heβs definitely the luckiest guy in the world.Β
Summary: Much to his delight, Jack is finally listed as a guardian at Novaβs daycare. He continues to grow his connection with Nova. He also get another chance of asking you on a date.Β
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Warning(s): flirting, a little dirty talk from Jack, but nothing too crazy, nightmares, nova gets a little scared
Lovergirlnote: Heyyy, so I was going to add the date to this chapter, but I really liked the end of this chapter, so Iβm saving it for the next upload. Also, shout out to @a-true-janian-reply for the suggestion about Jack comforting Nova after a bad dream. As always, let me know what you think!β₯οΈ
Chapter VI: Jack Abbot, Emergency Contact
Jack casually tosses Nova in the air as she giggles loudly. Her loud squeals fill the living room before he catches her again and pretends to fly her around the living room.Β
βLook at that baby, weβre gonna have to make an emergency landing to mommy,β Jack whispers before making plane noises and navigating her over in your direction.Β
You open your arms wide and catch Nova as you snuggle her into your chest. She laughs loudly, βMommy! Dada airplane!β
βYeah, I see, lovebug. You and Daddy were playing airplanes. You were so brave,β you said, before plopping a large kiss on her chubby cheeks.Β
Jack plops down on the couch next to you and Nova as he leans over to give his little kiss on her cheek. She gladly accepts the love and affection that sheβs receiving from you and Jack.Β
You turn your head in time to catch the soft smile on Jackβs lips, βWhat?β
He looks down shyly, βNothing. Itβs just, Iβm the luckiest guy in the world. I get to be here with my best girls. Nothing could top this moment.β
You reach over to toy with his silver curls, βWeβre happy to have you here, Jack. Seriously, I couldnβt imagine doing this with anyone else.β
You both look at each other for a moment before Jack leans in to press a kiss to your lips. He pecks your lips a few more times. Youβre both interrupted by the sound of Nova clapping and giggling.Β
βYay! Mama! Dada! Kiss,β she states, grinning excitedly at you and Jack. She looks between you and Jack and seems genuinely pleased with herself.Β
βAre you hungry, Nova?β You ask, setting her between you and Jack.Β
βMhmm, mama, salmon,β Nova replies. You chuckle to yourself. Your baby would have an advanced palette at such a young age.Β
You glance at Jack, βYou wanna stay for dinner?β
βYeah, Iβd like that a lot,β He responds, that same bright smile returning to his face as he plays with your fingers.Β
You gently tickle Novaβs side, to which she giggles, βDo you want Daddy to help us cook, lovebug?βΒ
βYes, Dada cook!βΒ
She slides from the couch and walks to her toy chest to pull the small chefβs apron out of the box. Nova slides the little apron over her outfit and comes to stand in front of you and Jack.
βDada, I cook!β She states proudly.Β
Cue Jackβs heart melting in his chest. βI see, babygirl. You look so cute! The best chef around.β Nova pulls on your and Jackβs hands to stand from the couch. She ushers you both into the kitchen as you pick her up.Β
You let Nova get the salmon from the fridge as she sets it on the counter. You set her on the counter as you move to grab the pan and seasonings.Β
Jack makes sure to stand close by to keep a steady hand on Nova, who hums happily from the counter.Β
As you clean and season the salmon, Jack canβt help but admire the scene in front of him. You turn to face him, βYouβre supposed to be helping,Β daddy.βΒ
He swallows roughly at the sound of the words leaving your lips. βYou tell daddy where you need him, and Iβm there, sweetheart.β
βYou can cup up the broccoli florets with Nova. Itβs her favorite part,β you comment, as you hand Nova her child-safe knife. It was hardly sharp and wouldnβt even be sharp enough to prick her finger.Β
Yet, Jack keeps a close eye on her regardless. His heart clenches at even the slightest thought of his baby getting hurt.Β
Nova sticks her tongue out slightly as she navigates the floret in front of her and brings the knife down to cut at it. The little knife slides effortlessly through the broccoliβa little crooked but a success nonetheless.
Nova holds the broccoli up in her little fingers, βMama! Dada! I cut!βΒ
You and Jack gasp in wonder before cheering and clapping. βOh my goodness, lovebug, youβre doing so good!βΒ
βWeβre so proud of you, Nova. Our big girl,β Jack praises. Nova smiles widely at the mutual praise. Youβd always tried to make it your mission to praise Nova at every step of the way and build her confidence up.Β
The last thing you want is for your baby girl to be hard on herself at a young age.Β
You, Jack, and Nova work effortlessly together as you search for the salmon. Jack works on peeling the potatoes before depositing them in the pot of boiling water.Β
As he passes you to dispose of the potato peels, he slides an arm around your waist and pulls you back into his chest. You chuckle and reach back to curl your fingers through his hair as he gently sways with you in his hold.Β
By now, Nova had decided that she had completed her tasks of cutting up broccoli, and she was dancing to Gracieβs Corner with Bun Bun.Β
You and Jack both watch her excitement and pure joy as she giggles.
βI hope she never loses that joy,β You tell Jack, who leans down to press a kiss on the side of your head. He looks at Nova, βShe wonβt. Weβll be here to make sure that she doesnβt. The world needs more joy like hers.β
It scares Jack to think of anyone possibly hurting his little girl. Itβs only been a few months, and heβs already in protective dad mode. He never realized that it was possible to feel so much love in his heart for someone.Β
But as he looks at Nova and even at you, all he can feel is the love that he holds for you both.Β
Itβs also not lost on him the pure domesticity of this moment with you. For a moment, he allows himself to envision a future ahead of him. You, him, and Nova. A ring on your fingerβ¦.and maybe another baby.Β
Jack finds that he likes the fantasy more than he can acknowledge right now.
As he sits at the table having dinner with you and Nova, Jack realizes that heβs truly the luckiest man in the world, and he fears that nothing can top being here with his girls.Β
Itβs one of those rare off days for Jack. Since heβs been in your and Novaβs lives, heβs been learning to slow down more so that heβs present with you both. He finds that there isnβt a moment that he wants to miss with you or Nova. He doesnβt want to miss any of her milestones, even if itβs just her drawing a picture.Β
Heβd called you in the morning when he knew that you and Nova were getting ready to wish you both a good morning.Β
Even through her sleepiness, Nova still couldnβt contain her excitement at hearing Jackβs voice on the phone. Heβd spoken to you during lunch while he casually lounged on the couch.Β
Jack has to admit to himselfβitβs a lot more relaxing to not be in a rush and to have a moment to just sit and breathe. For the past few years, since the divorce, heβd thrown himself off the deep end on working countless shifts.
The police scanner that he often liked to listen to hadnβt been turned on in months since he had met you and Nova.
He really figured there was no use for the scanner, especially when he was spending most of his time with his girls.Β
Jack falls asleep on the couch with Bluey playing in the background. Heβd actually found himself watching the show even when Nova wasnβt around. Quite surprisingly, the show taught a lot of valuable lessons, especially with it being geared toward kids.
He jumps at the sound of his phone buzzing from the table and moves to pick it up. Your picture pops up on the phoneβone that heβd taken of you and Nova on one of your family outings.
He clicks the answer button and puts the phone to his ear, βHey, sweetheart. Everything okay?β
βHi, so I may have a little situationβ¦β You start, to which Jack sits up straighter.Β
βAre you and Nova okay?β He asks, standing up from the couch to grab his keys.
βOh no, itβs not anything too dire. My car is having some problems, but donβt worry, Iβm at the shop. I need someone to go pick Nova up from the daycare. I wouldβve asked Zara, but sheβs working overtime this week at her job. Would you mind going to get her?β You ask, and Jack can hear the rise in your tone at having to ask him.Β
He lets out a sigh of relief at you and Nova being safe. βYeah, honey, I can go get her. Do you want me to swing by the car place?βΒ
βNo, itβs fine. I actually know the mechanic, and he let me know that itβs nothing serious, so you donβt have to worry about him up-charging me either,β you explain with a slight laugh. It was cute that he was already being protective of you and Nova.Β
Jack nods, βGood. Donβt worry about anything, Iβll go pick Nova up and bring her here. If something else comes up, let me know, and Iβll come. Okay, baby?β
βOkay. Thank you, Jack. Really, youβve been amazing,β you said.Β
βSβno problem. Iβd do anything for you and Nova. Text me updates on your car and when youβre on the road.β
βI will. Iβm gonna call Novaβs daycare to let them know youβre on your way to pick her up.β
You and Jack say your byes before heβs heading out the door to his truck. He checks the backseat where Novaβs car seat is. He pulls on the car seat multiple times and checks the seat belts to make sure that everything is attached.Β
As he drives to the daycare, a certain giddiness enters his chest at the fact that heβs getting to pick his baby up from daycare. That same goofy boyish smile works its way onto his face at the thought.Β
Jack parks his truck in front of the daycare and walks through the front door. He finds a girl with box braids sitting at the front desk, typing away at the computer. An older woman with silver hair stands next to her. They both look at him as he enters.Β
βHi, welcome to Miss Sunshineβs. How can we help you?β The girl asks.Β
βHi, Iβm Jack Abbot. Iβm here to pick up Nova,β He explains, fighting (and failing) to hide the smile that covers his face.Β
Both women look at each other before looking back at Jack in appreciation. The older woman smirks, βHuh, so youβre the new daddy?β She raises her eyebrows at the end of the question.
Jack blushes at the double meaning. He nods, βYes maβam, thatβd be me.βΒ
The older woman holds her hand out, βBerta Jones, but you can call me Ms. Berta. Itβs nice to finally put a name to a face. Little Miss Nova canβt get enough of telling everyone about her Dada. You know, youβre a permanent fixture in her pictures now. She even makes it a point to let us know that itβs you in the picture.βΒ
The tears sting at the back of Jackβs eyes. He swallows down the sob, but itβs clear by the way that his face softens that it hits him directly in the chest.Β
His little girl had fully adopted him in the lexicon of her mind. In her mind, he was Dad, and there was no confusion about it.Β
He shakes Ms. Bertaβs hand and smiles.Β
βIβm glad to hear that. I love Nova a lot, so Iβm honored to be a part of her life.βΒ
Ms. Berta nods, seemingly pleased with his answer. She looks down at the girl, βConnie, why donβt you set Jack up a profile in the system and take his picture?βΒ
βYes, maβam,β Connie responds, pulling up the form.Β
She hums lightly before looking up at him, βOkay, Mr. Abbot, whatβs a good phone number and address for you?β
Jack recites the information as Connie types it in and reads it back to him. Little does he know that Ms. Berta watches the eagerness in his posture at being able to do this. Through her experience of being a daycare owner, sheβd seen her fair share of fathers.Β
There were the ones who came to pick up their kids because their partners told them to. Those men were the ones who huffed and puffed like it was an inconvenience to pick up their own kids. There were the baby daddies, who were still navigating the highs and lows of fatherhood. But then there were men like Jack.
Men who actually took joy in the role of being a father. Even though Nova isnβt biologically his, Ms. Berta can say with full certainty that none of that matters to you. Nova is his through and through, and no one would be able to take that from him.Β
She knows heβs cut out for fatherhood by the way that he smiles brightly for the picture.Β
She glances at Jack, βWeβre printing your badge out. That way, any time you need to come pick up Nova, youβd scan in and show whoever is at the front desk. Come on, Iβll take you back to Nova. Sheβs gonna be very happy to see you.βΒ
She types a code into the door before opening it and ushering Jack through. He can see why you chose the place. There are multiple classrooms set with kids learning in them. He even spots a nursery with cribs where babies are sleeping.Β
Ms. Berta catches his inquiring gaze, βHave you ever imagined yourself being a father?β
βYes, maβam, I did. I thought about it a lot growing up. I just figured it was off the table for me, but Novaβs made me realize that it isnβt too late,β he explains, following behind her.Β
Soon, theyβre standing in front of a door together. Jack peers through the window and spots Nova sitting with some other kids and playing with them. His heart melts as he takes in the sight of her building blocks and even shares them with the other kids.Β
Ms. Berta catches his look. βSheβs a very sweet little girl. Sheβs always sharing and making sure everyoneβs included. If someone is crying, sheβs the first one hugging them.β
Jack chuckles, βThatβs all her momβs hard work. Sheβs been amazing at raising Nova.βΒ
βSounds like you really like her,β Ms. Berta comments, smirking at Jack.Β
He smiles in return, βYeah, I like her a lot. Sheβs a beautiful and intelligent woman. Iβd be crazy not to appreciate what I have.β
βGood answer. You ready to see your baby?β
Jack nods quickly. Ms. Berta opens the door and walks in, βMiss Nova, it looks like you have a very special guest here to pick you up.βΒ
At the sound of her name, Nova looks up, and her eyes immediately flicker over to Jack. Both Jack and Ms. Berta watch as the little girlβs eyes widen in excitement and the grin that takes over her dimpled cheeks.Β
She stands from the ground and immediately starts running towards Jack, βDada!!βΒ
Jack bends down just in time to catch Nova in his arms. She throws her arms around his neck and hugs him tight, βMissed you, Dada.β
Jack hugs back equally as tight and kisses her cheek, βI missed you too, Princess. You look so pretty in your outfit. Did you pick this out or did mommy?β
βI did, Dada,β Nova states proudly.Β
Jack smiles, βThatβs amazing, baby. You look so pretty. Now, mommy had some problems with her car, so Dadaβs gonna take you home until mommy is done, okay?β
βOtay, Dada,β Nova replies, seemingly already on board with the plan.Β
βMiss Nova, do you want to show your daddy some of your work?β Ms. Berta asks.Β
Nova nods excitedly in Jackβs arms. He follows behind Ms. Berta until she reaches the folder with Novaβs name. As Jack scans through the folder, heβs truly impressed by the work that Novaβs doing even at one.Β
He flips to the next page and finds a picture that Nova has recently drawn. In the picture, there are three stick figures. The small stick figure is in the middle while two bigger stick figures hold hands with the smaller one.
Above, the small stick figure, Nova, has written βme.β Above the bigger ones, sheβs written βmamaβ and βdada.β Thereβs a big heart above the three figures. Jack breathes deeply as the emotions start to hit him. His lip trembles slightly.Β
Nova looks up at him, βYou, Dada.β
βYeah, I see, lovebug. You did so good. I love it,β Jack states, discreetly wiping at his eyes.Β
Once he gathers Novaβs small backpack over his shoulder and she carries Bun Bun in her arms, he walks to the front desk to fully sign her out.Β
As he signs his name, he gets to the portion of the form that states, βRelationship to child,β and he gladly scribbles βFatherβ in the box.Β
βAlright, Mr. Abbot, youβre all set. Hereβs your official badge!β Connie chirps as she slides the laminated piece of plastic over to him.Β
βThank you,β He tells Connie and Ms. Berta.
βYouβre welcome. Bye, Ms. Nova. Weβll see you tomorrow,β Ms. Berta calls.Β
Nova waves from Jackβs arms and bids them goodbye. When they get outside, Jack straps her down in her car seat. He checks the seatbelts multiple times before sighing in satisfaction.Β
He hands Nova his iPad and turns it on Bluey for the drive home. Heβs already proactive enough to have a small pouch of Goldfish waiting for her, along with a sippy cup of apple juice.Β
He rounds the truck and gets in. Before he leaves the parking lot, he looks down at the badge that Connie gave him. The picture of him that was taken sits in the corner, along with the logo for Miss Sunshineβs.Β
Itβs the information that makes him tear up.Β
Jack Abbot
Father of Nova LN
Phone number: (724)-129-1975
He wipes the tear as it falls. He was officially listed as Novaβs father in some capacity. He doesnβt take the fact lightly. It means the world.Β
When Jack arrives at his house, Nova is still humming happily to the Bluey theme song. By now, sheβs finished her Goldfish. Jack dusts the small crumbs from her lap and lifts her into his arms.Β
He listens as she starts recounting her day to him. His phone buzzes from his pocket, and he checks it.Β
My Girlπ
Hey, my carβs all fixed now. Iβm about to head to your house.
Jackieπ
Sounds good, baby.Β
Nova and I just got here. Weβll be waiting for you. Drive safelyβ₯οΈ
He kisses Novaβs cheek as he walks into the house. Setting her down gently, he kneels in front of her, βHey, sweetie, you hungry?βΒ
βMhmm, chikey nuggies, Dada.βΒ
Jack nods, βOkay, I got some Dino nuggies, you wanna help me put them on?β
Nova nods and slides from the couch to walk into the kitchen with Jack. Sheβs been to his house so much at this point that sheβs memorized the layout just as well as your own apartment.Β
Jack picks her up once they reach the kitchen and grabs the nuggets from the freezer. He lets Nova help him with setting the nuggets on the baking sheet before they both slide them into the oven.Β
They both go back into the living room, where Nova walks to her toy box with Bun Bun. Jack glances over and finds her stacking blocks and talking to Bun Bun.Β
He settles on watching baseball.Β
Soon, he hears the sound of your car pulling into the driveway.Β
βMommyβs here, Nova,β Jack announces.Β
Nova moves from her spot on the carpet and follows Jack to the door. βMommy,β she chants on the way to the door.Β
As soon as he opens the door, Jack moves to the side so that Nova can walk out to you. She starts to scream in excitement upon seeing you.Β
βMommy!βΒ
Her little body crashes into yours as you pull her into your arms. βHi, my pretty girl. Did you have a good day?β
βYes, mama. Dada, pick me up.β
βHe did, didnβt he? Were you happy to see Daddy there?β
βYes!βΒ
You carry her to the door where Jack is standing. He closes the door behind you, βIβm glad youβre here. Was everything okay?β
βYeah, he said it was just one of my spark plugs. Heβs one of my dadβs friends, so he cut me a family discount,β you explain.Β
You set Nova down as she walks to go sit back on the carpet to play with her toys. Jack turns to face you and pulls your body into his. You slide your arms over his shoulder, where you play with the curls at the nape of his neck.Β
βThank you for picking her up today,β you said softly.Β
βSβno problem, sweetheart. Iβd do anything for either of you,β he responds, pulling your body flush to his. Jack leans down to press his lips against yours. Your lips move together as he slides his arms around your waist. The tips of his fingers toy with the edge of your dress.Β
He pulls back and stares into your eyes, βGod, youβre so beautiful, baby.β
βYou think so? Iβm really feeling the silver hair, Jack.β You lower your voice, βItβs turning me on a lot.β
Jack closes his eyes as the words hit him somewhere deep.Β
βLet me take you out this weekend. Just you and me. We can ask Zara to babysit, or I can ask Robby. I think heβs dying for his opportunity to spoil Nova.β
You chuckle, βYeah, Iβll see if Zaraβs free.β
βGood, I canβt wait.βΒ
With that, he ushers you into the kitchen and checks on the chicken nuggets. He looks up at you, βYou hungry? I have some leftover pasta that I can heat up for you.β
βYeah, Iβd like that. Thank you.β
You briefly glance back at Nova, who has managed to slide onto the couch and is now actively watching Bluey with Bun Bun sitting next to her.
You turn back to face Jack, who moves effortlessly through the kitchen to warm up the leftovers for you. You subtly clench your thighs together at how natural he takes on the role of providing for you and Nova.Β
You canβt help the way that your eyes trail over Jackβs figure. You hadnβt been intimate with someone since finding out about being pregnant with Nova. Your trusty vibrator has been taking care of your needs for the year.Β
However, since being with Jack, your body has been becoming moreΒ alive.Β Whenever heβd touch you or kiss you, you found yourself dreaming about it for days.Β
It didnβt help the fact that he kept looking at you like he wanted to devour you.Β
You werenβt ashamed to admit that youβd made yourself cum more times than you could count, at the thought of having sex with Jack.Β
He was the first man that you actually wanted to experience this with.Β
Youβre unaware that Jack had caught you staring. He smirks and leans over the counter, you see something you like, honey?β
βYeah, heβs a doctor. 5β9. Silver hair. Great biceps, and heβs amazing with my kid. You know anyone like that?βΒ
Jack laughs softly, βYeah, honey, I think Iβm familiar with him. He told me that heβs equally obsessed with you. You wanna hear another secret about him?β
You shake your head, and Jack beckons you forward. He drops his voice to a low whisper, βHe really likes you, honey. A lot, and he spends every single minute at work thinking about you. The way that you smile. Your laugh. Those curls on your head. And then he tries to stop them, but then his thoughts become a lot less innocent when it comes to you. He starts to think about how soft your lips are and how sweet you taste when he kisses you. He starts to wonder how sweet youβd taste in other areas.βΒ
Jack licks his lips, and you can see his hazel eyes growing darker, βHe also thinks about how pretty youβd look when youβre cumming. He bets that your moans would be so pretty, and youβd flood his mouth. He really wants to make you feel good, sweetheart.β
Your breath hitches in your chest as you can feel how wet your panties are between your legs.Β
This man was going to be the death of you.Β
Jack smirks at seeing how flustered and turned on you look, βI guess we can leave a pin in that till Friday. Foodβs ready.βΒ
He casually plates pasta for you and slides it over to you while plating Novaβs nuggets for her. He calls the little girl over and places her in the seat next to you.Β
He slides glasses of tea over to both of you, specifically putting Novaβs in her sippy cup.Β
He watches you and Nova munch on your meals and smiles in satisfaction. You look up from eating your pasta and cover your mouth, βYouβre not gonna eat?β
Feeling bold, Jack looks down at the fork in your hand, βYou mind if I get some of your pasta?βΒ
You catch the teasing tone of his voice and laugh softly. βYou want me to feed it to you?βΒ
βPlease, Iβd hate for us to dirty any extra dishes,β Jack reasons.
βWeβd definitely hate for that to happen. Less dishes and all is better,β you conclude.Β
You stab the fork in the pasta, making sure to get a good bite for Jack. You lift the fork to his mouth, while Jack slides his lips over the food. He keeps his eyes on you the entire time.Β
Good Lord, this man was trying to kill you.Β
At the conclusion of the meal, you and Jack wash dishes together while Nova sits on the counter next to you. She giggles loudly as Jack splashes bubbles in her direction.Β
He wipes his hands off and pulls her into his arms, βYou wanna go watch Bluey, kiddo?β
βYes, Dada.β You, Jack, and Nova all settle together in the living room, while he puts it on Bluey. Jack pulls you to sit next to him while he throws an arm across your shoulder. Nova settles herself down in your lap, but throws her little legs on Jackβs lap.Β
Sheβd gotten to the point where she felt that she needed to maintain some form of physical contact with you and Jack. Jack plays with your curls while keeping a hand on Nova. Not surprisingly, she falls asleep with her head curled into your stomach. She has the bottom of Jackβs shirt curled between her fingers.Β
He looks down at her softly, βYou know they gave me a badge today at the daycare? They put βJack Abbot, Novaβs father.β
You glance at him, βWas that okay?β
βYeah, more than. I told you, Iβm all in when it comes to you and Nova. I know sheβs not biologically mine, but sheβs a part of me now. From the moment, she decided to pick me that night, she became my little girl. Seeing them put it down in print today just felt real, you know?βΒ
The light from the TV allows you to see the way that his eyes glisten. He blinks and a tears trails down his eye before you cup his cheek to wipe it away.Β
You turn his face to yours, βIt is real, Jack. Nova picked you for a reason that night. Even after the hospital, she picked you. You were meant to be her dad. There hasnβt been a moment where Iβve had to doubt how much you care about her.β
βI care about you too, honey.β
βI know you do, Jack. Iβve never had to doubt that either.βΒ
Jack moves carefully to not wake Nova and presses his lips to yours. You smile, βI should get her home.β Jack nods, but thereβs a huge part of him that wants to ask you to stay.Β
After he helps you strap Nova in, he hugs your body close to his. βText me when you both make it home, okay?βΒ
βI will.βΒ
You both kiss one last time before he watches you drive out of his neighborhood.Β
About twenty minutes later, his phone buzzes with a text from you.Β
My Girlπ
We made it home safely. Novaβs all tucked in.Β
Jackieπ
Is mommy all tucked in too?
My Girlπ
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Iβm all tucked inπββοΈ
Jack looks at the picture that youβve sent him and the way that shirt hangs from your frame. He thinks you look like the most beautiful woman in the world.
Get some rest, Dr. Abbot. You have lives to save and I refuse to be the reason you canβt focusΒ
Thank you again for picking Nova up today
Jackieπ
Anytime, sweetheart
β¦and for the record, youβre always on my mind 24/7, and youβre never a distraction.Β
Goodnight babyβ₯οΈ
My Girlπ
Goodnight, Jackπ₯Ήβ₯οΈ
Itβs Thursday.Β
Jack takes another sip from the stale coffee as it slightly burns the tip of his tongue. He leans against the desk, alongside Shen and Ellis.Β
Shen takes another sip from his Dunkinβ coffee, to which Jack gags in distain. βThat thing canβt be healthy for you, John. Itβs nothing but sugar.β
Shen rolls his eyes teasingly while taking another drag out of the straw, βCalm down, Jack. Itβs good for my soul.βΒ
Ellis chuckle from one of the computers as she finishes charting her note. They all revel in the calmness of the night as they all refuse to say the forbidden βQ-wordβ on shift. Though Jack thinks theyβre just being superstitious, he definitely doesnβt want to test luck and say it either.Β
He feels his phone buzzing from his phone and he slides it from his scrub pants. Thereβs a message from you.Β
My Girlπ
Hey..so I know you may be busy, so feel free to ignore this if you are, but Nova had a really bad nightmare, and sheβs crying a lot and asking for you. I told her that youβre at work, which only seemed to make her more upset. But if youβre free, could you give her a call?π«
Jack frowns at his phone, which Ellis catches.Β
βEverything okay, boss?βΒ
βYeah, Iβm gonna go make a call right now. My daughter just had a bad dream. You mind covering if anything comes up?β
Shen and Ellis both nod.Β
βWe got it. Go check on your little girl,β Shen started, ushering his to the door. Little does Jack know, they all watch him as he walks out and lifts the phone to his ear.Β
Shen takes another sip of his coffee, βUgh, itβs so cute seeing him like this. How long before he adopts her?β
βIβd give it about a year,β Ellis replies.Β
Outside in the ambulance bay, Jack navigates to a quiet corner and starts FaceTiming you. You pick up after the first ring, and Jack immediately notices the distressed look on your face.Β
βIβm sorry if youβre busy, Jack. She was really scared when I came into her room,β You said, rocking Nova in your arms.Β
She quietly cries into your chest. Jack feels his heart breaking at seeing his baby so scared.Β
βBaby, you donβt have to apologize. Iβm never too busy for you or Nova. Call anytime,β Jack states, to which you nod.Β
You look down, βNovaβ¦your daddyβs on the phone, lovebug.βΒ
You hold the phone to her face so that she can see Jack. She pouts into the camera and her lip quivers, βDadaβ¦β
βHey, babygirl, whatβs wrong? You had a bad dream?βΒ
βMhmm Dada, it was scary. Monster and Dada was gone,β Nova explains, her voice still shaky with tears.Β
βSβokay, baby. Daddy gets bad dreams too, but Iβm not going anywhere. Iβll always be right here to protect you okay?βΒ
βOtay, Dada.β Nova said softly. Shen walks outside and catches the tail end of the conversation.Β
βHey,β He calls out to Jack.Β
The other man turns to look at him, expecting to hear him say that thereβs an incoming emergency.Β
βWhy donβt you go ahead and take the rest of the night off? Go be with your kid. I know how scary it was for my kids when they get them, and it sounds like she needs you a lot,β Shen suggests, rocking lightly on his heels.Β
Jack is about to open his mouth to protest when Shen shakes his head, βItβs a dead zone tonight, Jack. Go home, we can hold down the fort until you get back.β
βThanks, man.βΒ
βDonβt mention it.β With that, Shen walks back inside the Pitt.Β
Jack looks back at his phone, βNova, Daddyβs on his way over to be with you, okay sweetheart? Iβll be right there in a little bit.βΒ
βOtay, Dada. Love you.βΒ
βI love you too, baby,β Jack responds, just as you point the phone back to yourself.Β
βWeβll see you in a little bit. Please drive carefully, okay?β He can see the worry present in your eyes.
βI will, baby. Iβll be there soon.βΒ
He ends the call and walks back in the hospital to go to his locker and grabs his backpack. He clocks out and is about to stop by the desk when everyone waves him off.Β
The drive to your apartment isnβt long. He takes the elevator up to your floor as he comes to stand in front of you door. He knocks lightly and hear the soft pitter patter of your feet as you open the door.Β
The large t-shirt covers your frame, along with the satin bonnet that contains your curls. Similarly to you, Nova wears a big t-shirt, a pull-up, and a small bonnet.Β
Upon seeing Jack, she immediately reaches out for him. Jack pulls her into his arms and she curls into his chest.Β
He kisses her covered hair and whispers in her ear, βItβs okay, babygirl. Daddyβs right here.β He starts rocking her in his arms and cooing at her softly.Β
You close the door behind Jack, as you take his backpack from his shoulder. He follows you into your bedroom, where youβve set up Novaβs night light that illuminates stars across the room.Β
Toeing off his shoes, Jack stands in the middle of the room as Nova keeps his face buried in his neck.Β
You walk into the bedroom and stand in front of Jack, βThank you for coming.βΒ
βAnytime,β Jack affirms, leaning down to kiss you.Β
The three of you climb into your bed as Jack settles Nova into his arms. He gently pats her back as she sleepily gazes up and you and Jack.Β
βWeβre right here, lovebug. Weβre not going anywhere,β You tell her. You grab the stuffed rabbit from the side, βLook, Bun Bunβs even here.βΒ
βSleep in here, mama?β Nova asks.
βYeah, lovebug, you can sleep in here tonight. Do you want us to read you a story?β She nods, while tucking Bun Bun beneath her arm.Β
You get up from the bed and go to the bookcase to grab, βGoodnight Moon.β You slide beneath the covers as you and Jack take turns reading the pages to Nova.
As the story continues, she blinks slower and slower until her breath finally evens out and her lashes flutter against her cheek.Β
Jack is gentle with setting her down between the two of you. He sticks Bun Bun beneath her arm before leaning down to kiss her cheek.Β
βNight, baby, Daddy loves you.βΒ
He finds you staring at him when he looks up.Β
βYouβre an amazing man, Jack.β
βThank you. Youβre an amazing mom.βΒ
βThank you,β you respond.Β
He stands from the bed and goes to grab his bag until you place a hand on his arm. βYou donβt have to go, you can stay. Besides, itβs really late and I donβt feel comfortable with you driving back.βΒ
Jack laughs softly, βSβokay, sweetheart. Iβm usually driving back this late anyways.β
You shake your head and move to stand closer, βI want you to stay, Jack.β He looks at the definitive look in your eye and knows that he could never tell you no.
βOkay, Iβll stay. Do you want me on the couch?βΒ
Itβs your turn to laugh. βNo, I want you in the bed with us. Youβre more than welcome to go change in the bathroom.βΒ
Jack suddenly becomes hyperaware of his prosthetic in the moment. He shifts on his feet and looks down for a second. You obviously catch the sudden mood shift.
βIs something wrong?β
βYeahβ¦itβs just..uh..I have a prosthetic. Itβs from a long time ago when I was in the army. There was an accident but we donβt have to get into all of that. I should have mentioned it sooner, but if youβre not comfortableββΒ
You hold a hand up, βThat doesnβt bother me, Jack. Prosthetic or not, youβre still you. Youβre still Novaβs dad and youβre still the man that Iβm falling for. However, I can make you feel more comfortable, just let me know.βΒ
For a moment, Jack just stares at you. You can see his eyes softening even in the dimness of the room. He brings a hand up to cup your face, βThank you, baby. Really, you donβt know how much it means to hear you say that.β
Jackβs been out of the dating scene for a while. He hasnβt had to have the conversation about his leg because the last woman who knew about it was his ex-wife. Heβd always thought about if he started to date again, and how he would approach the conversation with his partner.Β
There was always this slight inkling of insecurity and fear or being rejected or pitied. But here in this moment, you hadnβt made him feel like either those things. He didnβt feel less than.Β
You made him feel whole.Β
βIβll just go change in the bathroom and then Iβll take it off when I come back,β he explains.Β
You nod, βOkay, take your time. Feel free to use whatever you need.β
You walk back over to the bed and slide in beside Nova. Jack makes his way into the bathroom and changes into his spare t-shirt and boxers. He washes his face and brushes his teeth with one of your spare toothbrushes. He folds his scrubs neatly into his bag before walking back out into the bedroom.Β
You sit up upon seeing him and smile gently. He sits on the edge of the bed and starts the process of taking off his prosthetic.Β
You stand from the bed and enter the bathroom. You emerge with a warm towel in your hand and kneel to apply the clothe to the residual limb. You throw the towel into the dirty basket before walking back over to massage his leg.
Jack is about to stop you until he lets out a deep groan when you hit one of the spots thatβs been aching.Β
You glance at him, βMy grandfather was a veteran. He served in Vietnam. Lost his leg up to his knee. My cousins and I would take turns helping him with stuff like this when we stayed with him during the summer.βΒ
Jack sighs in relief at the feel of your hands on him. After ten minutes, you finish your massage and you stand up in front of him. Jack pulls your face down to his as he claims your lips to his. You both kiss for a solid minute before you pull back.Β
Jackβs lips ghost against yours, βThank you.βΒ
βAnytime, handsome.βΒ
You walk over to the other side of the bed just as Jack slides beneath the covers. Once youβre both settled, you stare at each other through the soft light from the night light.Β
You close your eyes and Jack can hear your breath even out. Soon, the sleepiness begins to tug at his own eyes.Β
He looks over you and Nova one last time.Β
Yeah, heβs definitely the luckiest guy in the world.Β
Summary: Terry letting you wear yourself out on that thang. Thatβs it, thatβs all.
Warning(s): riding, sexual innuendos, dirty talk, mentions of oral (f receiving), may be some errors
The day started off great, just as any other day would. You woke up to an empty bed, which was normal considering you were married to a damn lark. Terry always rose before the sun for whatever reason, but that never stopped you from getting your full eight hours worth of beauty rest.
Youβd entered the kitchen to see your usual morning sight: Terry, shirtless and sweaty after his morning run. Though you tried to keep your footsteps soft, Terry and his super marine hearing sensed you coming from a mile away. He peered over his shoulder with his cloudy green eyes and flashed a rarely seen smileβ well, rare to everyone but youβ before scooping up the fresh cup of coffee heβd always have ready for you whenever you decide to grace the world with your presence.
Silently reminding yourself that it was too damn early to be horny, you kept your eyes above the neckline and accepted your cup of joe and one of many morning kisses. You spent the next ten minutes of leisure time as you normally did: Smiling at the sweet and expected gesture, giggling at the compliments and complimentary kisses that came along with your coffee, and squealing when Terryβs hands would roam and squeeze at some of his favorite parts of your body.
Youβd left home some time later with a smile on your face as Terry always made sure you did, but just when you thought the exceptional morning meant your day would be perfect, here came your fucking boss.
Rude, loud, and disrespectful. Commanding and demanding the most ridiculous things as soon as the damn office opened. Youβd always tried your best to stay respectful and hold your tongue when came at crazy, and today was no different. Youβd just constantly remind yourself that this was your boss, and as much as you couldnβt stand her ass, you still loved your job and didnβt want to risk losing it over a boss doing what bosses do.
Then came your coworker Sandra, who also happens to be the bosses daughter. Rude and entitled much like her mother, Sandra always knew how to push just about everyone in the offices buttons, but for some odd reason yours were her favorite to push. Youβd trained yourself not to give her the reaction she so desperately tried to get from you, but that still didnβt mean she didnβt get under your skin from time to time.
By the time the end of the day rolled around, Sandra and her mother had worked together to make today the day from hell. Two caseloads, another cup of coffee, and three near blowups later, youβd finally made it back home. The smile you once had on your face when you left was long and gone when you returned, and Terry noticed immediately. From his spot on the couch, he watched you toss your keys onto the kitchen counter and kick your shoes off much harder than necessary. Though your shoulders shouldβve relaxed after the long breath you released, they remained tight and tense, telling Terry more than he knew you probably would.
You tended to shut down when frustrated, a bad habit that Terry had both picked up on and learned to remain patient with. However, knowing this wouldnβt stop him from coaxing as much information as he could out of you.
Terry pushed himself up from his seated position and began his path toward you. His long legs got him there in milliseconds, standing tall and protective in front of you. The crisp new wife beater he wore clung to his torso like you did when you would hug him and the dark grey sweats he wore hung low on his hips just how you liked it. His unintentional sexiness almost made you forget why you were mad. Almost.
He remained silent for a moment, watching intently as you looked everywhere but at him. Then, his left hand raised to your hip giving it a double tap with his index and middle fingers. You took that nonverbal command for what it was and finally looked up at him, his stormy eyes already meeting yours halfway.
For a second he still said nothing. He just stood still and examined your expression as much as youβd allow him to. The slight pout on your lips and semi-wet eyes told him enough, prompting him to finally speak.
βTalk to me.β
The words were simple, but when you have a day like you just had, itβs enough to damn near cause a break down. You bit the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from crying and lowered your head, shaking it just enough for the gesture to be noticeable.
βIβm fine,β you muttered, just loud enough for him to hear.
But you shouldβve known that wouldnβt be good enough for him. You did know it wasnβt good enough for him. Thatβs why it was no shock when his hand came to cup your chin and gently forced your head up to meet his gaze again. There was silence once again from him as he scanned your face for another read. This time your mood was clear. Your face held a plethora of emotions. Frustration, anger, and a hint of sadness all at once.
βYouβre not upset for nothing, Peach.β
The patience he had with you was evident in both his tone and the use of your pet name. Heβd given it to you when the two of you had just began dating many years ago. He said the name reflected your personality and common mood. As sweet as could be. An alternative meaning for that nickname came a bit later in the relationship when the two of you had been intimate for the first time. He said the chosen name was perfect because you in the bedroom mirrored a Peach perfectly: sweet, sticky, thick, and pretty. But that was beside the point. The fact of the matter was that right now, your mood was anything but sweet.
A sigh slipped past your lips as you once again averted your gaze from his, afraid that heβd read too deep into you and cause you to break down in the middle of the living room. βItβs just work, T,β you muttered a tad bit lower than before. βNothing serious.β
βI think it is serious if itβs got you this upset,β Terry argued. Not in an ill intended way. Just in a way that let you know he wasnβt buying the watered down story you were selling. Hand still cupping your chin, Terry nudged upward just a tad bit higher in an attempt to get your attention back on him. βLook at me.β
You reluctantly obliged and once again locked eyes with Terry, only this time, there was no reading. Heβd already put it together. βYour boss?β
Just the mention of that bitch had you fighting the urge to roll your eyes, but to answer your husbandβs question, you nodded.
βShe frustratinβ you again?β
You mimicked your earlier action once more, nodding as you again bit down on your cheek. βYeah, Sandra, too.β
Though your voice was barely above a whisper, Terry heard you loud and clear. He kept his stance just a few moments more before relaxing, his hands falling unoccupied at his side before they snaked around your waist. His thumb rubbed soothing circles around your lower back in an effort to get you to relax even a bit. Yeah sure, your boss and her gnat of a daughter pissed you off today. But you were home now, with him.
βYou gotta stop doing that, Peach,β Terry murmured, arms wrapping tighter around you as he pulled you closer.
Now chest to chest, your dainty hands came to rest on his biceps. βDoing what?β
βShutting down,β he elaborated, index finger drumming your hip. βYou always shut down when youβre upset and you leave me out the mix. I canβt help you if I donβt know whatβs goinβ on.β
You nodded in response, head lowering in shame. βI know. Iβm sorry.β
βMm-mm, donβt do that,β Terry hummed, immediately following up with a kiss to your forehead, then one to your cheek, then one to your jawline, then multiple to your neck as you giggled lowly. βIβm not mad at you, baby. I just want you to be happy. And I want you to be comfortable telling me when something is botherinβ you. Even if itβs not me, alright?β
With a nod and a muttered agreement, you took the time to appreciate Terryβs effort at getting you to open up. Although you appreciated it, that still didnβt remove the effects of todayβs ware and tear from your body. You were still frustrated. Still annoyed. Still tense. But that wasnβt a problem for Terry. All he needed you to do was tell him what was bothering you. He was down to handle the rest.
And thatβs what got you to where you are now.
Bare and hot on top of him, knees working overtime to keep you upright as you bounced up and down at the same breathtaking pace. Not too idle. Not too brisk. It was somewhere perfectly in between. Terry watched comfortably beneath you, hands folded and tucked behind his head as he remained still, careful not to disturb your rhythm.
Your bottom lip had to be tired of you biting it, but that seemed to be the only way you could keep your sounds under control and keep the two of you from receiving a noise complaint in a few hours time. Your hands assisted in keeping you steady with their resting spot being on Terryβs abdomen, fingers dragging through the creases of his abs when you felt them flex under the pressure of you repeatedly landing in his lap.
Tongue darting out to moisten your parched lips, you let a whine slip past the barrier youβd tried your hardest to build. βTerryyyβ¦β
He looked up at you, expression stoic and emotionless besides the lust clouding his already piercing eyes. βWhat you callinβ me for? You doinβ that shit to yourself.β
Brows furrowed and mouth hanging ajar, you looked down to where the two of you connected. You watched your fluids pile up at the base of his phallus in near disbelief. Almost as though you couldnβt believe what you were making yourself do. Like him saying it out loud was what made you realize it. Even still, it was partly his fault. Nobody told him to have all that dick.
Another sound slipped past your lips, this time resembling more of a squeal as the angle of your hips made it nearly impossible for his throbbing tip to miss your spot. βFuuuckkk!β, you slurred through a moan, head falling backward and eyes rolling to a close.
βMhm, there you go,β Terry cooed while simultaneously reaching out to you, hand wrapping snug around your throat. βKeep that shit movinβ. Just like that.β
The sudden air restriction caused you to gasp, hand coming up to wrap around Terryβs wrist. The grip you had on his hand matched the grip you had on his dick, your walls contracting around his girth at the depth of his voice and commands. There was something about the two of you being in a position where you had the opportunity to be in full control, yet Terry still finding a way to be in charge. Your bodyβs response to his commands showed exactly how you felt about them, your walls gushing with arousal.
Your internal temperature grew hotter with every passing minute, the aching in your legs contributing to your thermal increase. But unfortunately, that wasnβt stopping shit. You were gonna get your nut even if it meant riding this Harley until your legs gave clean out. Well, your third nut. Terry had already coaxed two out of you with that talented mouth of his, eating away half the frustration youβd returned home with. He left it up to you to ride out the rest.
βFuckβ¦why you so wet, Peach?β Fingers tightening around your throat, Terry bit down on his bottom lip as his free hand came up to strike your ass cheek. βHm?β
There were so many answers to that question. Maybe because you had a fine ass man beneath you letting you use him for your pleasure with no consequences. Or maybe it was because you had a big ass dick invading the deepest part of you, pulsing and throbbing against your wetness to cause almost euphoric sensations. Or maybe it was just because you were in love. It didnβt matter which response was most fitting, because you couldnβt even muster up the strength to give him one.
Instead you peeled your eyes open, gaze immediately connecting with his. The two of you watched each other through different eyes: yours soft and submissive, his hard and dominant. βYou so fuckinβ pretty.β
You moaned in response, stomach swarming with butterflies at him somehow always knowing what to say and when to say it. Eyes fluttering shut, your head had almost fallen back again before Terryβs hand moved to cup your jaw. βMm-mm, keep them eyes on me.β
You obliged, eyes opening to find his. You watched as his lip found its way between his teeth again, his thumb stroking your cheek as soft as could be. Then the pad of his thumb found its way to your bottom lip, rubbing across it a few times. βOpenβ¦β
Following instructions with a submissive moan, your semi-parted lips opened wider to allow his thumb entry, and you made sure to give it a warm welcome with your tongue and lips. A slick thrust from below had your teeth nearly sinking into the flesh, but youβd managed to hold back before continuing to suck on his thumb.
βSo beautifulβ¦β, Terry muttered, watching as your eyes rolled to a close and you moaned around his thumb, the throbbing of his phallus causing your stomach muscles to tighten. βand so fuckinβ nasty.β
How could he say that when he was the one who made you this way? You can confidently say you had never been this nasty until you got with Terry. This motherfucker had you doing shit you wouldβve never even thought to do with anyone else, but youβd be lying straight through your teeth if you said you didnβt love it.
He pulled his thumb away and you released it with a βpopβ, then watched with doe eyes as he used that same saliva covered thumb to rub your clit in slow, sloppy circles. But you were the nasty one? Yeah, okay.
The new sensation caused a buck in your hips, a sound of louder pitch escaping your lips as your eyes did yet another roll inward. βBabyyyβ¦s-shit!β, you whined as you tried to keep your pace through the tightening of your walls and flexing of your stomach muscles. The sensation omitted a groan from Terry, but nothing more than that as he kept his eyes trained on you.
Itβs not that he wasnβt feeling good, because he damn sure was. It was just the fact that tonight was your night. Yβall could worry about him later. Right now, it was all about you.
βYou look so good up there, Peach. You donβt even understand,β he cooed, tongue slowly protruding to wet his lips as he watched you slowly but surely unravel.
Youβd call him a damn lie if you werenβt in your current position. You could just feel that you looked a mess. Hair puffy and wild, lips parched and dry, skin hot and tacky. Terry didnβt give a fuck. βThem hips, them thighs, your faceβ¦β, he murmured, the rotation of his thumb staying constant. βCanβt even keep your fuckinβ eyes open. I got you feelinβ good, huh, baby?β
βYesss, oh my god!β, you squealed, head lolling back as your toes began to curl against the mattress.
Hissing at your sudden tighter grip, Terryβs brows furrowed a tad deeper. βWhy you grippinβ me like that? Hm?β You knew the answer, and so did he. But your almost non-coherent words made it hard to give him one. βYou finna cum? Is that what it is?β
You nodded frantically, the pace of your bounces starting to increase. βYou gonβ cum for me, mama? You gonβ show me how wet you can get for me?β
βY-yesss, fuck! Iβm gonβ cum for you, daddy!β, you moaned, toes curling tighter as you grabbed his free hand and interlocked your fingers. The speed of his thumb started to increase to match the pace of your bounces, your sounds now being full on pornstar moans.
βChase that shit then, Peach. Show me how wet this pretty pussy can get for me.β
He didnβt need to tell you twice because you already felt it coming. Nails clawing at his chest, your eyes squeezed shut and your mouth hung ajar as your walls closed as tight as they could. The groans omitted from him only assisted with your heavenly climax, thighs trembling as you tried your hardest not to wake the neighbors, though both you and Terry were sure you had probably already done that.
βThere you go. Get what you need, pretty girl,β Terry cooed, thumb still rotating on your sensitive center even though your bouncing had come to a steady halt. βLet that shit out.β
Chest heavy with pants, you absentmindedly wound your hips against his thumb, riding out your high to its highest potential. When you were done, you and your throbbing center had had enough. Your hand had quickly found Terryβs, grabbing hold of his wrist. βMm, fuck, okayβ¦Iβm tapped out,β you huffed through short breaths, pushing his thumb away from your now sore pleasure point.
You lifted yourself off of his length with a wince before collapsing back onto his chest. βYou good?β
Fuck no you werenβt good. Your body may as well been filled with noodles. Your legs and back were as good as gone, and donβt even get started on your knees. βDonβt even think about touching me for the next two weeks.β
You werenβt sure yet if you were joking or not, and neither was Terry, but for now youβd just go to sleep, good, fucked, and happy.
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In my most recent title defense, I injured my right shoulder. And I want so bad to wrestle at Double or Nothing, in front of my family, at home in New York. I want to go on in the Owen and go to All In and become the AEW [Women's] World Champ. But unfortunately... I have to withdraw from the Owen Hart Cup. Furthermore, I must relinquish the TBS Championship.
Now, it's been an honor and a privilege to hold this championship. And after ten successful title defenses, I'm overjoyed to have been the Face of TBS. But as sure as this smile remains on my face, I will be back. I don't know when, but I'll tell you this: I'm coming right back to the top.
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