Touching the Heart of Ace novel Chapter 58

Janice was here.

I did not know what I was supposed to feel. She called mom, about needing to be with her daughter, and... I just accepted her in.

With mom knowing about Robbie and I, I could not put mama on that spot. Mom tried her best to take a neutral stand. But deep down she wanted me to move on from Robbie but she knew I would not be able to. After all, she loved my dad the same way. She understood there was nothing she could do.

I remembered my grandmother, my dad??s mom ?C I never knew of my mom??s parents, who could never accept me or my dad- asking me to choose between my mom and her. I was so young, may be a couple of years older than Lia was. She was very loving to me - my grandmother and one day she asked me to pick who I wanted to live with.

I remembered getting down from her lap and going to mom.

Mom had a lot of money, but her parents were not aristocrats, unlike my dad. Her being richer than my dad was not enough for my dad??s parents to accept her. Just like how her parents wanted her to marry someone like her pathetic ex-boyfriend, not like dad who told the tales of ??glory-days?? with only pennies in his pocket.

Their love had its own mountains and oceans.

Yet, she did not let go of him.

Even when my dad??s parents made him engaged to someone of their status. Mom still told my dad that she loved him and even if he married off to his fianc??e, there would never be anyone else for her.

Dad loved his mother so much, like I loved my mom. But, he could not let go of that one girl who gave him not only her body, but her heart and soul too for him to keep, even if he was pressured to be with someone else.

My grandmother had a big nerve to ask me to pick her over my mom, so she could pressure my dad to divorce my mom, and marry him off to the ??fianc??e?? who was apparently still waiting.

Waiting for money and status, yet still waiting.

Mom forgave my grandmother when she was in her late days. She let me visit her in her death bed, but dad never forgave his beloved mom. He cried like hell, but did not visit his dying mother. He could not forgive her for what she did- what she did to my mom and me.

I was that mom??s son.

I was that dad??s son.

Of course she knew how I was loving Robbie.

But, I would never put my mom in that spot to pick between Janice and I, for Robbie. She knew Janice did not care for Lia the way she was supposed to but she could not ask Janice to stay away either, especially after knowing about Robbie and I.

When mom called me about Janice feeling ??guilt-free?? enough to be with Lia, I only told mom that I would talk to Robbie.

The life I had chosen was making my mom??s difficult as it was.

So, she was here, looking nothing like the Janice we knew. Her nose was longer and her cheek bones was bit more defined with plumber lips. She was indeed still beautiful but she let go of that nose her mom gave it to her, the same nose Janice had given to her own daughter.

??Plastic??; that was all Robbie said.

At least now we knew where that one-million-dollar investment went. Or I hoped that was where it went; that way she had something she wanted.

So, that was how Lia and I kind of ??moved?? to upstairs. The whole upstairs was self-sufficient, with its own kitchenette, and laundry room. We moved Lia??s playroom to one of the guestrooms upstairs and we were happy.

How surprising Janice never bothered to ask about her kid, not even asking how her fever was! So guilt-ridden.

I had noticed how my baby froze when seeing her mom. I knew she was still scared but as long as I was there, Lia never bothered. So, I let their strained relationship be.

Janice had to make the first effort to mend her relationship with her kid.

Dr. Adam agreed with my opinion; he even suggested a family therapy session with all of us. He was supportive to Janice though she was not there. Janice was ecstatic and ??looking forward to it?? when mom suggested it, but she never bothered to show up. After fifth cancelled appointment, we dropped it.

Oh, Lia and I went to these programmes, where they would make toddlers mingle with each other.

It was fun.

No, like, it was seriously fun.

Most tiny people came with their nannies, except six of us, with three moms and one gay dad and one straight dad. I did not know where I fit, I told them that I was her best friend, and they all said I was cute with my new generation parenting style; whatever that meant.

So, the thing that made it most fun was, we did not know what we would do the next day.

There was a painting session, where they made toddlers be toddlers and paint on anything they wanted to paint. Many of them chose to paint on their own tummy; my baby girl choosing my face.

Then there was this game called catch-my-baby where the kids were asked to find the care-taker of another kid. It was funny and adorable to watch a tiny baby, dragging another tiny baby to its nanny.

Some kids messed up and the confused face of toddlers were so funny, a bit mean kind of funny when they cried, but... still funny. I still cracked up at the horrified face of one toddler when he was given to me, not his own dad.

Yeah, it was so much fun. Lia took a long time to loosen up. She could be a diva with her I-don??t-have-to-listen-to-you attitude, but when she saw lot of babies giggling and playing she loosened up.

After the initial few weeks we stopped being there full time, and we bid our babies good bye and started taking ??breaks??. And sit on another room where the kids could not see us.

That was the most difficult exercise for both Lia and I.

The instructors thought I was the bad one.

Hey! How was it my fault that I run to the kids?? playroom when Lia started looking for me calling ??Davey???

Stupid exercise and stupid instructors.

Well, they thought I was hopeless after repeating the same ??mistake?? after five times.

Sue me!

She was my kid.

When they took away the tab from me, I refused to leave the door. I needed to know she was safe; they did not understand.

But we were doing better.

The instructors gave me a lollipop the other day for being a good boy. I waited a whole five minutes extra before running to that stupid room calling for my Lia. They said I would do better the next time, and they would give me a pink truck to take home if I could hold it for half an hour.

Can??t wait!!!

So, that was how the life was now.

Lia still sought for attention but stopped with the whole wailing; instead she started searching for me. The exercises were good.

The only person who was not satisfied with this situation was Robbie. I refused to let him in, no pun intended.

It was not right. She was here; his wife.

I was stretched far to my ability but I could not leave Lia alone even if Janice never bothered to come upstairs. And Lia slept with me now, with her frequent nightmares after the arrival of Janice. So, he suffered. Not in silence though.

So, Little Baby, Big Baby and I were sitting around our small dining table drawing and colouring.

Big Baby was pouting; this was not the ??fun?? activity he wanted to do.

??Dada, pwick.?? Lia handed him the box of crayons.

??Blue.?? Robbie was not at all happy but he was at least participating.

Then he drew circles with it, before filling up with same colour.

??What are you drawing, Daddy??? I asked, almost chuckling at his angry pout.

??Balls. Blue balls.??

What the...

No.

Hell no!

Did he just?

Oh my god, he did.

And he was angry and he was angrily rubbing the crayon on the paper with more force than necessary.

Should I laugh? Because it was adorable and damn funny at what he did.

Or should I be sad? Because he was my Big Baby and he kinda looked lost and abandoned. It had been a few days, more than a week, to be honest.

Or should I be frightened? Because I knew he was angry; truly angry and frustrated. I knew his employees suffered because of that.

When Lia started snoring on her drawing of a ??spider??? which was twelve, lines on different directions, so I was not so sure, I put her on her cradle. Her fever had completely gone, but she still had stuffed nose. Her weight was steadily gaining and we were so happy.

But that also meant, Robbie was making me study. Every time she went down for a nap, I was supposed to study. But some of Janice??s friends were here. They were in the downstairs kitchen eating junk food and having fun. It was bit too noisy for me to study but I did not mind, they were careful enough not to disturb Lia.

They were nice girls, Janice??s friends. They always invited me down and shared the food they ordered with me. I would not eat much, a small packet of French fries or nuggets, so they would not feel bad.

This time, much to my surprise, Robbie also accepted their lunch invite.

??Is Amelia asleep, David???

??Yes, Sarah. I will have to wake her up soon though. She needs to take her lunch.??

??I wished if I had someone like you at my home. My husband has a day off, so he agreed to babysit while I have some fun.??

??Ah! You could bring Justin here.?? I noticed her smiled dimmed a bit. ??So, you could may be go out on a date with your husband, or just hang out here, in general. I could watch over him with Lia. It is no trouble.??

She was surprised. ??Really???

??Of course.??

??Th... Thanks. People normally chastise me and ask me to carry my baby wherever I go. I mean I love him and but sometimes...??

??Hey, I understand. That is why I volunteered.??

Sarah genuinely smiled. ??Don??t you feel so exhausted? I feel so tired and I... this is the only fun I get and... I can??t see the same walls every day and...??

I noticed Robbie sitting next to us. ??Sometimes especially when Lia is sick. Then I have Ro...bert, he will step in. But I am used to spend my time in a room... I do not go out much, even before Lia. So...??

??You love Lia more than I love Justin??? She chuckled but I could hear the insecurity and pain in her words.

??No, no... It is not about more loving or less loving. I am used to staying inside my home, you are not. It must be a big change from your usual routine. You only come here when it drives you crazy. You must really love your child to stay with him without taking a break for this long.??

??Sometimes I feel... I am not enough.??

??We all do. I will not mind babysitting. I was not joking.??

Sarah nodded.

I knew she was really going through a difficult time. Her husband was a manager of a nearby grocery store. He worked extra shifts to compensate for Sarah??s unemployment. She used to work as a bartender but then she quitted when she got pregnant.

It was difficult for her to manage and she sometimes needed a little time off. She loved her kid, if there was something for her to talk about it was about her husband Vin and her baby boy Justin.

But Sarah would not bring her child here, mostly because Robbie was not that welcoming and Janice, her friend was not someone she trusted her kid with. A loving mother was not taking that risk, even if being indoors drove Sarah crazy.

We all sat around for lunch, Robbie and I barely eating. We sipped on our lemonade and watched Janice boasting about herself.

??I cannot believe you were a model.?? Alice, one of her friends gushed.

That was because she never was.

??Why are you not believing it??? Janice bit out.

??No, not like that... I have never seen a model in my real life. So...??

??Oh. I get that a lot.?? Janice laughed, waving her hand gracefully. Her laugh was different, it stretched too far to the sides than before.

Not ugly, just unique.

I meant we could see her wisdom teeth which was... unique.

I liked her previous version more, but that was my opinion. When she started to rant about the sacrifices she made to her career to have a baby, I had enough. They were her friends; I was not obliged to hear all this lies.

I went in and a few minutes later Robbie followed. ??Ready for an early lunch???

??No.??

I frowned but I blushed when I saw he was hard. The bastard was prime and ripe; and he was not hiding it. He stood close to me and ??it?? poked on my hip. I moved away but he followed.

??Robbie... Do you need lunch???

??No.??

He started rubbing his tip above his sweat pants and I swatted his hand away. His wife and friends were outside and he wanted to rub himself staring at me? What was with this bastard?

??Robbie...?? I hissed when he put his hand inside. Goddammit! I was embarrassed for him and uggggh...

I pulled his hand out, crossing my fingers with his, giving a squeeze. ??Stop being a pervert.??

He started pulling my hand to his pants, then.

I yanked it back and glared at him. ??Fine! Do whatever you want, I am going.?? I left that pervert of a hot piece of a man who was making my insides a mush and playing with my heart and filling up my stomach with need and was... making me... slutty.

I washed my face with cold water because it was too early for his... his... ugggh!

He looked so wanton and so hot. No man should be that hot, especially not out of magazines or T.Vs because dammit to know that he was with me, was making everything so difficult.

I swallowed.

Janice was here, with her friends. And so was Lia, she would wake up soon and if Robbie and I closed the bedroom the bastard would not let go of me anytime sooner.

I felt his bite behind my neck. I turned around and pressed my hand on his defined hard chest. ??We can??t.??

He did not bother to reply but started sniffing, nipping and sucking on my neck. If anyone stood closer to the stairs they could clearly see what we were doing. When his hand creeped under my shirt, I pulled away.

He was so damn hard, and the bastard had gone commando, making my eyes slip to it frequently.

How could he do this to me?

Didn??t he know that I was hanging by a thread. He was impossible but cute and... maybe a bit lonely. I wanted to be with him, but we could not.

I took the soiled clothes from all of our laundry basket and thought of doing something productive than just to dream of his fingers roaming all over me.

I started the machine going after sorting the clothes and he stood behind me again.

My hands shook as I took the detergents and extra baskets to the store room.

He turned me around with a hard pull and bit my lips angrily. ??Robbie...??

??Not one fucking word.?? God, his voice was shaking and rasping. I felt the pillar in my back before he roughly turned me around making me hug it.

He yanked my shorts and briefs down in one pull, before he squatted down and started kissing, nibbling, and licking my rosebud. ??Robbie... aahh...??

I missed this, I missed him. I heard crinkles and something cold replaced his tongue making me hiss.

I squealed and hugged the pillar harder when he slammed hard deep into me. God it hurt so... good. He did not even wait for me to adjust, this was punishing, this was the end of the rope of his self-control and I could only moan harder.

His thrusts were deep and hard, with adding more force each time until I was on my tip toes. ??Robbie...??

??Dear fucking god!??

His hand looped across my waist and he pulled me to his body... the whole position was humiliating and reminding me that I was a bitch in heat... which made me hotter. What was wrong with me!

We had not even gotten properly naked, except where it mattered.

He twisted my face to his side and his rhythm flattered and my heart soared. He wanted to see me and he thought I was hiding myself from him.

I was not.

I tapped his thigh for him to stop and he growled in pain and rejection but he stopped, still not withdrawing from my body.

And I took him away from me hissing, and I watched his eyes harden.

Demon!

He was going to fuck me. He was not going to letting me leave until I flutter in his arms.

But I did not want to leave, I just wanted him to watch me, like the way he loved it.

I turned around barely before he situated himself between my legs again, looping one around his hip.

He slammed back in like, his lips still tightened with anger and frustration... and I just melted.

Giving him the permission to do... whatever he wanted to do.

He started breeding me, and I was yearning for it.

??Oooh.?? I mewled when he bit my shoulder clamping me down and both of my legs left the floor.

??Robbie... Robbie... ohhh... yes... yes... please... Robbie... I... mmmm... oh please...??

And his muscles bunched.

Dear fucking god!

Then again, I always trained my eyes not to wander too much, because he was not mine but... I was slipping and I wanted to watch, worship and taste his body.

I pulled him closer and in his quest to make me submit he failed to notice that I had already submitted and wordlessly begging him for more.

He felt so good, and it was amazing to have this stallion of a man so engrossed in the pleasure of my body. He was my stud.

He pinched my tip, just enough to make me lose my mind and I erupted, screaming my demon??s name and he roared.

Fucking Bastard!

He did that on purpose. Now it would be sensitive for several days. At the border of pleasure, pain and irritation, and I was going to to squirm every time it brushed on my briefs.

He quickly thrusted three or four times before he too reached his peak.

My disappointment came after a few minutes when I saw him tying the condom. The thing filled with his creamy milky essence... and I wanted... needed...

No, Ace, no...

I wanted that...

No...

It would feel so... right.

To have him...

No.

No.

No.

I winced as I bend down and pulled up my shorts. I smiled when I heard his small growl. His sweat pants were on his knees and I fixed him too.

I scowled when he threw the used condom to the trash and missed.

What was with daddy and daughter throwing things!!!

He sighed at my look and picked it up and disposed it neatly.

He came back glaring down at me, his eyes still blazing with anger.

He was not satisfied. His back was still strung like a bow.

I ducked my head not being able to meet his piercing eyes and tight lips. I was avoiding him and he was not happy.

And he was still not satisfied.

??Robbie...?? I whispered but I was sure he could catch the love, the neediness, the vulnerability in my voice.

I placed my hand on his hip and gently pulled; making my heart sing when he willingly came closer, too closer to my body.

I looked up and saw his lips just above mine, if I could stretch a bit, I would be able to taste that angry thin lines.

Robbie could start making love to me in a blink of an eye. He needed no foreplay, no provocation, nothing. Just... He would be all ready and strumming to go like that.

But he needed a winding down time after.

A bit of a cuddle, a small nibble here and there, a romantic sentence filled with dirty words, a kiss or two on my neck and cheeks, then he wanted to rub his fingers on all his favourite places while calling me all the pet names he had ever given me; he needed that.

He could not do that now... We were in the storage room and he thought I was not needing him, which was far from the truth.

I had put my hand inside his shirt and started rubbing his hipbone before I could ask myself what the hell was I doing.

I flicked my thumb on that well defined, pelvic bone, with all the pent up emotions in my heart. I felt so shy when Robbie did the same with me, but with his forefinger on the mole at the end of my treasure trail.

He needed this. This petting, this residual desire our body pleasures could not satisfy, he needed it and I loved how much he needed it.

Even when I was fighting this attraction with everything that I had, this time was for Robbie and I was not able to push him away ever. Either I would be passed out, or I would be vulnerable enough to need his strength on me. He was my solace even though he was my tormentor.

Nobody could make me feel valuable and precious as Robbie could.

??There is this exhibition going on at the aquarium.?? I mumbled to his lips, his face was sweaty, especially his upper lips. Would it be so salty? ??There will be new exotic fishes and water plants... and... we want to go, Daddy.??

I blushed and ducked my face when I saw his thin lips lifting up.

Jesus!

My heart was beating like crazy.

He leaned closer and I took a huge breath filled with intoxicating scent. I hid my face on his shoulder. He did not reply.

??... we could make it a picnic. Lia would be awake soon... I could pack the lunch... and... say yes.?? I poked his side.

He still did not reply and peeked to his face. He was smiling like an idiot and that made me blush harder.

??Daddy...?? I whined.

He kissed my sweaty forehead. ??Get ready.??

But he made no move to let me go. He kept on hugging me... more like pressing me to the pillar.

He needed me, I knew it.

He could have his petting session in the car and I could let him without worrying about his... his...

Whatever!

I pushed on his stomach. God, that was some serious muscles and no wonder he could carry me around like I weighed nothing.

??Let me get ready.??

He kissed the breath out of me and when he stopped I was drunk out of my mind with happy hormones.

Robbie was in a lot better mood when we climbed on the car. I was still a bit unsettled on going without informing Janice. Not that she would care but when I went down they were in her room and the door was locked, so I could not tell her.

I could never let go of the fact that Robbie would lock all the rooms, before we went anywhere as a family. I did not know what to make of that.

??Whay going??? Lia asked us and I told her it was a surprise. So, there she went asking Nick ??are we there yet??? every five minutes.

??Thay, Nikki???

Nick hated ??Nikki?? but he kind of swallowed the irritation when he saw how hopeful and trusting my child looked at him.

Lia was not calling him Nikki, but she was at that age, every word kind of had that ??e?? at the end.

??No, Ma??am.??

??Now, Nikki???

??Nope.??

??Wha now???

??Still a nope.??

Finally, I took pity on Nick who was a bit more distant that he normally was, and took the phone from Robbie and gave Lia her favourite cartoon songs... with her baby headphones, of course.

She was not allowed to have too much phone time but... sometimes my child could be a bit too much.

I kissed her cheek and she did not even bother to blink at me. I shook my head before falling back to Robbie??s chest.

Then I felt his hand creeping inside my shirt. ??Daddy.?? I hissed pointing to our kid.

??Busy.?? He whispered back before leaning back and pressing me closer. ??You know that I got you first, right???

Did he just say what I thought he said?

My mouth dropped and he had the audacity to scowl. ??What? I saw you first. I got you first.??

??I can??t believe you, Robbie.??

??You??ve been avoiding me.?? He pouted.

I could not believe he got jealous and fighting his daughter for my attention. ??Daddy, she is getting over her fever. So, she needs a little more love and affection and attention. Come on, she is our baby.??

I peeked at the said baby to check if she was looking at us.

Nope!

I did not know if I should thank YouTube or hate it. ??Angel...??

Robbie whispered to my ears.

??What???

??I think I am going down with a fever.?? He fake-coughed before putting my hand on his forehead.

I could not believe this man.

Dear Demons of Hell. Please don??t tell me this is how all your demons are. People will start choosing hell over heaven.

I could not stop giggling and Robbie hugged me tighter.

??That was... Oh my god... Robbie... you are something else.?? But I could see how lonely he had been feeling this week. Especially with us being so close to each other and playing house, before Janice??s arrival.

I did not push him away when he kissed my ear, if anything I leaned to him.

Because dammit, just because I felt bad to love him with his... his... did not mean that I did not miss him. I missed him badly and so so much at that.

But I did pinch him when he went for my nipples. ??Stop... Our baby is also here, you know.??

??Remember... I am also a baby. Lia said so.??

That made me giggle so much harder than before making me fall on Robbie again and he took that as invitation to grope me harder.

With Dr. Adam??s suggestion of let Lia be with people who loved her, we had been a bit busy in the earlier weeks of her fever.

So, Robbie gave us a surprise with arranging a get together.

All he said that Liz was coming with her Jerk Queen Bee, and her little son.

Yeah, I let him marry her, because... I was crazy, that was it. Why else would I!

But... he kinda sorta looked and behaved sincerely. Though he was still under my watch. He came to meet me again, when Robbie was here of course, because Queen Bee was a fucking .... female reproductive organ to meet me alone.

Huff!

And Robbie well he... he liked him, which was surprising.