Public Affairs

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"Mmmph...I love you and I'll--mmph...baby, I've got to go--mmph...fuck it." Ben dropped his briefcase and lifted Cassie up by her thighs, pushing her up against the wall, while furiously kissing her. Her hormones have been through the roof lately, which means he's been getting the best cardio workout he could ever ask for, every morning, evening, and night. Once they got to the six week mark, it's been almost non-stop. 

Not that Ben was complaining. 

Just as he was unbuckling his belt with great haste, his phone started ringing. "Fuck," he breathed against her lips. "That would be Greg. We have a meeting soon. I'm sorry, darling, but this might have to wait until tonight." Cassie grunted in frustration and started to grind down on him. 

"God have mercy," he gasped, while holding on to her hips, trying to stop her. But she was relentless. "Baby, please--christ! Oh, that feels so good...no, no, stop!" He carefully set her down back on her feet and fixed his pants. Cassie whined, "But Benny." 

Ben grunted and gave her a hard kiss. "I think I should get you pregnant more often, my naughtly little sex kitten." He gave her a wink, then turned towards the living room and made his way towards Michael. He picked him up from his play pen and said, "Alright, Mikey, you be good for mummy. Make sure she doesn't jump the mail man for me." He could hear Cassie scoff, making him laugh.

He kissed Michael's cheeks serveral times, before setting him down. Michael started whimpering and reaching out for him. "Daddy has to go to work," Ben apologetically told him. "I'll be back soon, I promise." He laid one more kiss on his son's head, before walking back to the door. 

Cassie was leaning against it, blocking his way. He sighed, "Cass, come on. I will make it up to you, I promise." He saw a cheeky glint in her eye when a smile twitched up on her lips. "I know a way you can make it up," she told him. He quirked an eyebrow, as she told him, "I'll let you know on our wedding night."

That made him a bit skeptical, but he nodded in agreement and gave her one more kiss before finally leaving. 

**

"So, when's the wedding gonna be again?" Sarah asked, as she bounced Michael on her knee. Cassie was picking up the toys he's spewed out all over the place, while telling her, "Next week. Glad you remembered." Rolling her eyes, she made her way into the kitchen to grab Michael a bottle of milk she pumped just last night. 

When she came back into the living room, Sarah was looking at her with furrowed eyebrows. "I'm sorry, Cass," she told her. "Look, I...I know I haven't been very supportive in all this. Ben seems to be doing his job around here and I see how happy he makes you. Hell, you guys made one handsome kid here. I mean, he's going to be a stud!" 

Cassie laughed. Sarah continued, "As long as he's here for you and Michael and he makes you happy and doesn't treat you like shit, then I'm happy for you. Okay?" Cassie nodded at her sister and said, "Okay. That's all I want. Since mom and dad aren't here, you're all I have." 

Sarah stood up with Michael and pulled Cassie into a hug. "They'll come around," she promised. "They keep asking about him, what he looks like." Cassie sniffled back her tears, as she asked, "Do you send them pictures?"

Sarah chuckled, "No way! I keep them wanting, so they'll come down sooner." That got a laugh from her younger sister. They pulled apart and Cassie took Michael to feed him, while Sarah helped clean up a bit.  

"Hey," Sarah said, "Alec has tonight off, so why don't we take you, Ben, and Michael out? Have you been out since he's been born?" Cassie shook her head. "It would be nice to go out," she thought out loud. "Let me call Ben." 

She picked up her phone and called him. "Helloooo, my sexy fiance. I'm afraid my office door is open, so phone sex is out of the question," he cheekily answered. Cassie rolled her eyes and chuckled, "I'm not calling about that you fiend! Sarah and Alec invited us out tonight, would you be up for going?"

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