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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
30
Views:
27,155
Reviews:
89
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
2
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Paw and Linsay
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Paw and Linsey
When Paul opened the door to his and Lindsey’s apartment, the last thing he expected was to be met with large, rounded gray eyes, attached to a rather small child, who was staring up at him with immense curiosity. Her short blond wispy curls were tied into pigtails and she had a bit of chocolate on her face. Honestly, the kid was really cute…but Paul wasn’t exactly familiar with kids and…who the hell’s child was this?
“Uhm…Lindsey?” Paul called into the apartment, keeping some space between him and the little girl.
Lindsey peeped her head around the corner, a small smile on her face, “Hey baby!” she greeted, “This is Abby -she’s Mrs. Fredrick’s daughter.”
Paul nodded, side-stepping Abby and going to the fridge to get a bottle of water out, “And uh…how long will she be here for?”
Lindsey sighed heavily and scooped Abby up in her arms, “Mrs. Fredrick had to go to the grocery store, and little Miss Abby over here,” she tickled the little girl’s neck, making Abby giggle and squirm, “is a slight terror in the store, so she asked me if I would watch her for an hour.”
“Hi Paw!” Abby smiled widely, waving her hand at Paul.
Paul tightly grinned at Abby, “Hi.”
Lindsey rose a brow at Paul, “Well look at Mr. Grumpy Pants, Abby.” she teased, making the little girl giggle once more, then turned to Paul, “She’s three, Paul…indulge her a bit for gods sake.”
“Miss Linsey, is Paw gonna help make cookies?” Abby asked Lindsey quietly, her gray eyes wide.
Paul shook his head slowly, “I can’t cook.”
Normally, Paul Harlow was a very stubborn, set-in-his-ways man. He never did anything he didn’t want to do, ever. But now, looking down at his shirt, he realized that…Lindsey had him wrapped extremely tight around her pinky finger. There was flour all over him. On his shirt. On his face. On his jeans, hands and arms. How the hell did he have so much flour on him and Lindsey and Abby barely had half as much on them? And how did he get pulled into baking cookies?
“Paw, you look funny.” Abby giggled, her eyes scrunching up adorably as she tossed her head back.
Paul quirked an eyebrow at Abby, “Yes well, that’s what happens when you bake.”
“Today, at day care, this boy pulled my hair. And the teachur said that was not nice. It weally hurt! Then… I played wit Bawbies with Lizzy -she’s my beeessst fwiend…” Abby started to babble on, and Paul couldn’t help but smirk at how cute she was. He had to admit it, she was kind of cool.
Lindsey grabbed Paul’s hand, gripping it gently, “Are you mad?” she asked, “I know I probably should have asked you-”
“Linds, its fine.” Paul chuckled, kissing her cheek softly, “You just know me and kids…”
Lindsey nodded, grinning, “I know.” she chuckled. She looked down at the floor and sighed softly, “I know you don’t like talking about stuff like this but…someday, I want this.” Lindsey said softly, “With you.”
Paul stared at Lindsey, “Are you…?”
Lindsey’s eyes went wide, “Oh hell, no.” she gasped, “You know I’m on the pill.”
“What’s the pill?” a small voice asked suddenly.
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Paw and Linsey
When Paul opened the door to his and Lindsey’s apartment, the last thing he expected was to be met with large, rounded gray eyes, attached to a rather small child, who was staring up at him with immense curiosity. Her short blond wispy curls were tied into pigtails and she had a bit of chocolate on her face. Honestly, the kid was really cute…but Paul wasn’t exactly familiar with kids and…who the hell’s child was this?
“Uhm…Lindsey?” Paul called into the apartment, keeping some space between him and the little girl.
Lindsey peeped her head around the corner, a small smile on her face, “Hey baby!” she greeted, “This is Abby -she’s Mrs. Fredrick’s daughter.”
Paul nodded, side-stepping Abby and going to the fridge to get a bottle of water out, “And uh…how long will she be here for?”
Lindsey sighed heavily and scooped Abby up in her arms, “Mrs. Fredrick had to go to the grocery store, and little Miss Abby over here,” she tickled the little girl’s neck, making Abby giggle and squirm, “is a slight terror in the store, so she asked me if I would watch her for an hour.”
“Hi Paw!” Abby smiled widely, waving her hand at Paul.
Paul tightly grinned at Abby, “Hi.”
Lindsey rose a brow at Paul, “Well look at Mr. Grumpy Pants, Abby.” she teased, making the little girl giggle once more, then turned to Paul, “She’s three, Paul…indulge her a bit for gods sake.”
“Miss Linsey, is Paw gonna help make cookies?” Abby asked Lindsey quietly, her gray eyes wide.
Paul shook his head slowly, “I can’t cook.”
Normally, Paul Harlow was a very stubborn, set-in-his-ways man. He never did anything he didn’t want to do, ever. But now, looking down at his shirt, he realized that…Lindsey had him wrapped extremely tight around her pinky finger. There was flour all over him. On his shirt. On his face. On his jeans, hands and arms. How the hell did he have so much flour on him and Lindsey and Abby barely had half as much on them? And how did he get pulled into baking cookies?
“Paw, you look funny.” Abby giggled, her eyes scrunching up adorably as she tossed her head back.
Paul quirked an eyebrow at Abby, “Yes well, that’s what happens when you bake.”
“Today, at day care, this boy pulled my hair. And the teachur said that was not nice. It weally hurt! Then… I played wit Bawbies with Lizzy -she’s my beeessst fwiend…” Abby started to babble on, and Paul couldn’t help but smirk at how cute she was. He had to admit it, she was kind of cool.
Lindsey grabbed Paul’s hand, gripping it gently, “Are you mad?” she asked, “I know I probably should have asked you-”
“Linds, its fine.” Paul chuckled, kissing her cheek softly, “You just know me and kids…”
Lindsey nodded, grinning, “I know.” she chuckled. She looked down at the floor and sighed softly, “I know you don’t like talking about stuff like this but…someday, I want this.” Lindsey said softly, “With you.”
Paul stared at Lindsey, “Are you…?”
Lindsey’s eyes went wide, “Oh hell, no.” she gasped, “You know I’m on the pill.”
“What’s the pill?” a small voice asked suddenly.
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