Chapter 9
Wendy's POV
Kyle and I finally had some alone time to do what we do best. Of course it's interrupted by the crying baby sound coming from the baby monitor. "Perfect timing…" I say sarcastically as Kyle pulls out.
"This is getting harder to do." He groans.
"I know, but I can't stop! I had to go nearly 3 months without this dick! Never again!" I tell him as I grab his dick.
He gives me a kiss. "Let's tend to Leah and maybe we can go for another round before Stan comes home."
I smile and nod. "I hope so!"
We go to Leah's room and take her out of the crib and rock her. I check her diaper and see she's not wet so she must be hungry. I sit down in the and I begin to nurse her. I look up at Kyle and notice him biting his bottom lip. "Watching you do that is getting me so hot!"
"Is that so?" I smirk.
"Yes, you're so sexy!"
I frown. "Really? I feel so gross! I just want my body back!"
"Your body is perfect the way it is."
"Stan told me I'm fat!" Well he didn't exactly say fat, but he did say, he's surprised I haven't dropped all the baby weight yet. Same difference!
Kyle rolls his eyes. "He's high and stupid! Don't listen to him! I love your body at every stage. Motherhood looks great on you!"
"You're so sweet!" I smile as I finish feeding Leah and put her over my shoulder to burp her.
"I want to hold my sweet daughter before she goes back to sleep."
"Stan's daughter…" I remind him.
"I refuse to acknowledge her in that way…"
"Please don't confuse her."
"I'm not."
"Good, then you're Uncle Kyle. That's it!" I tell him as I hand Leah to him.
"Fine! I don't want to argue with you about this." He moves closer to me, when suddenly we hear the sound of the front door closing. I look out the window and see Stan's car in the driveway.
"Shit! He's home early!" I whisper to Kyle as I hear Stan coming up the stairs. Kyle shrugs and rocks Leah.
"Hey babe! How are my girls…Kyle?" Kyle looks at Stan. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to check up on my…god daughter."
"Wendy, can you please make yourself decent? We have company!"
I look down and realize that my breast is out. I shrug. "I just finished nursing Leah."
"But you're done now. The least you could is put your tits away! Kyle doesn't want to see that!"
"Like he hasn't seen it before…" I mumble.
"What was that?"
"It's not like Kyle hasn't seen breasts before!"
"But he hasn't seen yours!"
"Maybe I should go…" Kyle steps in.
Stan nods in agreement. "Please do. Next time, can you call me before you stop by?"
"Sure. Sorry if I offended you." He hands Leah to me.
"It's cool dude." Kyle waves before leaving.
I put Leah down in her crib. I turn to Stan and glare at him. "What the hell is your problem?"
"Me? You're practically naked in front of my best friend!"
"I had one boob out to feed our daughter! You're overreacting!"
"I'm not overreacting. I just didn't like what I saw! Come to think of it, he's been over here more since Leah was born than he has since we bought this house two years ago!"
"So what? He's a proud god parent! You insisted on that!"
"I guess." He walks towards the crib, but I block his path.
"What are you doing?"
He looks at me confused. "I'm about to pick up our daughter."
I shake my head. "Leave her be! She just went back to sleep."
"It seems like you never want me to hold her."
I start laughing. "You hold her all the time. Maybe all that weed has fried your brain and you forgot!"
He turns away from me. "Cut me some slack, I've cut back on smoking!"
"Have you?"
He turns back towards me and frowns. "Don't change the subject! This isn't about me! It's about you being naked in front of Kyle!"
I roll my eyes. "I wasn't naked! I was breastfeeding our daughter! Would you let it go already? What was I supposed to do, let Leah starve?"
"You could've asked Kyle to go to another room or you could've taken Leah to another room."
I pick Leah up. "I'm over this conversation!" I tell Stan as I head towards the door.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to visit Nichole! She was going to come over here, but since you're pissing me off, I'm going to take Leah to her house!"
"I'm pissing you off?"
"Yes!" I snap at him. "When I come back, you better have something better to talk about!" I grab my purse and Leah's diaper bag and storm out.
Kyle's POV
My doorbell rings and I open it and shocked by who's on the other side. No other than Wendy and Leah. "I'm surprised to see you here." I smile.
Wendy kisses me before walking in. "I had to get away, Stan was going on and on about you being there."
"At least he gave you a good excuse." I lead the two of them to my bedroom.
She nods. "Which reminds me, I better call Nichole. I told him I was going to her house." She hands Leah to me and then gets her phone out. "Hey Nichole! I just wanted to give you heads up, if Stan calls, I'm at your house and I don't want to speak to him. Yeah, we're both here. If he comes by, tell him we just left. I know and I appreciate it! Make you tell Token to do the same thing! Thanks girl!" She hangs up and sighs.
"Let me guess, she's tired of covering for you?" I ask her as I lie Leah down on my bed.
She nods. "You guessed it!" She sighs and sits down at the edge of the bed.
"I've been getting a lot of shit from Kenny about it too. I think one of them is going to slip up." I look down.
"What are you saying? You want to end this?"
"Do you?" Leah starts whimpering. "Let me get her." I pick her up and start rocking her gently. I love how she immediately quiets down every time I told her.
"Kyle, did we make the right decision?"
I look at Wendy. "I've been asking myself the same question every day since Leah was born..."
