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Athena pov

"Baby scott, is you real dad just like Jazzy is your real mom, scott is your dad." I explained to him softly, watching his face change in different emotions before he looked up at scott.

I could tell scott was nervous from the way his hands were shaking, and his breathing was a little heavier. Then Mac got up and ran to scott, hugging him tightly as scott picked him up and held him. Once everyone calmed down and the situation settled, we talked a little more and then decided to go to the park.

I sat with scott at a bench just a few feet away from the playground while Mac played with another kid.

" I still got a few things to get from my friends house if we could drop by and grab that one the way home." I said to scott while he watched Mac.

"Mhm , we could drop by. I don't have a problem with it." He smiled at me with those bright white teeth.

I nodded, feeling myself blush as I looked away. We had been at the park for at least two hours and it was getting late when Mac walked up to us once his new friend left.

"Daddy, I'm tired." He said as he laid his head on scotts chest.

"I-uh... y-you wanna go home?" Scott had said stammering probably from the shock of being called dad for the first time by his 4 year old son he didn't know was his till recently.

"Mhm," he nodded, then scott picked him up and carried him to the truck as I walked beside him. He buckled him into the crseat and then got in the driver's side while I sat in the passenger seat. I watched him as he drove, following the directions to my friends house. once there, he loaded the boxes into his truck and drove back home. Mac already passed out in the back seat.

When we finally got home, he took the boxes inside while I carried Mac in and got him pajamas he took a bath and then ate dinner. We sat and watched a movie on the couch for a while where Mac had fallen asleep laying on Scotts chest. He was lying on the couch with a blanket over them while I was in th chair against the couch on the side where scotts head was resting.
I rested my arm on the arm rest of the couch where his head was and mindlessly started playing with his hair as soon as I realized 10 minutes had passed.

I felt like I was being to couply with scott I did like him, a lot but still we aren't a couple and the kiss we shared the one night I still don't know if he likes me that way and is gonna make any other moves. I looked over at Scott and Mac and watched as he carefully stood and walked him to his room, tucking him in bed. I stood up as well and decided to put away the stuff in the two boxes I picked up.

" I'll help you unpack those if you'd like," he said, walking in the room.

" Yeah, sure if you want." I smiled, putting stuff away.

Scotts pov

I started with the second box, some pictures randomly things and then a redish maroon felt coverd book when I opened it up and emedietly closed it after seeing what was inside. It was a boudoir photo shoot book which I handed to her.

" didn't mean to see this...." I stepped back.

She laughed, seeing my reaction. " Sorry, didn't mean for you to see that scotty. I forgot about that. It was meant to be a... wedding anniversary gift." I watched as she paused.

"You were married?" I ask, sitting back on my elbows.

" Yeah, to jazzys brother for about 6 months till he cheated...." she explained, looking through the book. "Ohh, this one's my favorite!" She turns the book around to me, showing me the picture of her in a dark blue lacy set of lingerie, a black cowboy hat leaning back against a picket fence in the warm sun.

Okay, keep it together, scott. I said to myself in my head, taking a deep breath.

" didn't take you for the cowgirl type.: I chuckled trying to cool my reddening cheeks.

"Don't get too flustered, scott, vut yeah sort of when you grew up in Texas half your life it kind of attaches itself to you." She giggled seeing the book in her drawer.

I watched as she paused in front of the dresser then turned around walking to me and crawling up the bed sitting in my lap, running her fingers through my hair then leaning down pulling me into a passionate kiss. A low grunt came up from my chest as I felt her hips start slowly grinding into my lap.

"Go lock the door..." She whispered into my ear after planting kisses down my neck as I got up and locked the door, making my way back to the bed.