🌊⚓Chapter 22⚓🌊

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Anthony's POV

I woke up feeling like I was on fire. It wasn't until I threw the covers off thatI noticed Kayla was practically under me. I gently pried her arms and legs off of my body. I tried to get out of the bed, but I didn't even make it to the end of the mattress.

"Please stay, I'm cold." She whined as she latched her body on mines like a little leach.

"It's hot K-Bear."

"You know I'm anemic. How many times do I have to remind you that I have iron-deficient anemia?"

She pulled the covers away from me and settled into the middle of the bed.

"Since you don't want to share body heat, Imma just cuddle myself."

"Come here you spoiled brat."

I pulled her towards me, and began sucking on her neck.

"Mmmhm, baby please."

Her hands began to entangle themselves in my hair. My hand began to makes it's way between her legs.

Suddenly the door flew open. Taylor stood in the doorway with panic in her eyes. Rafe was right behind her.

My adrenaline kicked in, and I assumed the worse. I jumped out of bed and beg and to look for my gun.

Taylor gasped behind me, and then Rafe basically screamed, "Put some clothes on man!"

Only then did I remember that I was completely naked. I looked towards Kayla. She had pulled the covers over her head in embarrassment.

"We need your help with the kid. Come down, after you get dressed. He won't talk to anyone and we xan't get him to eat."

"Give me a minute and I'll be right down."

"Nah, I have literally seen too much of you today. I'm going for a smoke. Let's go baby."

He grabbed Taylor's hand and they began to walk away from the door. Right before they closed the door, Kayla peeked at Taylor from under the covers. Taylor smirked as Kayla groaned.

"I'm never going to live this down."

She climbed out of bed and began grabbing her clothes.

"Don't worry, it will only be the topic of conversation until those hickeys fade away."

She glared at me, "I better not have any visible hickeys."

"Baby, what did you think your punishment would be? After all, I did let you cum."

"I'm gonna kill you Anthony."

I slipped on my shirt and ran out the door laughing.

I went downstairs and met Taylor, Justin, Niyah, and Ace in the kitchen. His face was in his tiny hands as they sat upon the table.

"Hey buddy, " I said as I sat beside him.
He didn't even look up at me.

I don't know how to act with kids.
I looked at Niyah, and she shrugged her shoulders. I guess I wouldn't be getting any help from her.

Kayla entered the kitchen and looked at Ace. She walked over to the table and picked him up. She sat him on her lap, and said, "Hey Ace, remember you promised to be my friend forever and ever? Well part of being my friend is talking to me."

He looked at her with a pout, and he refused to speak.

"Please talk to me Ace." She began to rub small circles in his back. "What's wrong?"

"You promised to get me toys."

His lips trembled as a tear ran down his face.

"I always keep my promised Ace. Here's the thing. You see that guy right there?" She asked as she pointed over to me.

Ace looked my way then nodded his head at Kayla.

"Well he won't let me leave the house. He is here to help me out. Instead of letting me go to the store, he sent someone else to get your toys. They should be back soon. In the meantime, I really need you to eat something. What would you like to eat?"

He tapped his chin in contemplation.

"I want peanut butter sandwich."

Kayla pretended to consider his request. She tapped her chin, just as he had, and slowly a smile lit her face.

"You know a peanut butter sandwich sounds like a great idea. I'll make one for myself too."

She and Ace made their way to the cabinet. She pulled out everything she needed and began to make the sandwiches.

Watching her interact with Ace made me feel a bit insecure. I'm normally a confident guy, but I have no experience with chiksren. What if I can't take care of Ace like I should? What if he has some kind of allergy, and I expose him to his allergen?

How am I going to raise a child with my profession? Today was one of the days that I truly wished my mother was still alive. She would still be alive if only I was strong enough.

"Anthony!"

I looked up to see that everyone else had vacated the kitchen. The only ones still there were Kayla, Ace, and me. When I turned towards Kayla, she had a questioning look on her face.

"Sorry, I kinda zoned our for a bit."

"I was just talking to Ace about siblings I told him that Niyah is my sister. Ace said that he wished he had a big brother. Someone to help him build with legos, and would teach him how to ride a bike."

I looked over towards the kid sitting across from me.

"What else do you like?"

At first I was afraid he wouldn't answer.  Then, all if a sudden he began to talk. It seemed as if he would never stop. He told me about his favorite tv show. We talked about his favorite toys. He was very animated. He used hand gestures, and his eyes lit up when he got excited.

I looked over at Kayla as she "ooh'd" and "ah'd." Her gaze collided with mines, and she winked.

I returned my attention to Ace, and noticed that he seemed a bit droppy. His speech had become laggy, and he could barely keep his head up.

"Ace, I think I'm going to take a nap. That sandwich mad me too full. Would you like to take a nap also?"






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