𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎 ━ DONAH AU ✓

7

—DANIEL
"Give me a kiss, I need to get going." Jonah urged. "No, I'm coming with you today." I said. "Okay, but I still want a kiss ." I leaned in and pecked him quickly.

"You're coming to daycare with me?" He asked. "Yeah, I don't want the other gay dads getting any ideas." Jonah chuckled. "We're the only gay dads." I shrugged and pulled him out the bedroom door with me.

"You're going to hold my hand and we're gonna drop our daughter off at that daycare together to show everyone that you're mine." Jonah shook his head with amusement. "Fine."

"Yara, let's go!" I called out. The little girl came running out of her room, her purple backpack on her shoulders. "Cute outfit." I complimented. "Papa dressed me."

We soon were on our way. We decided to take only Jonah's car. "Hey, why don't you come work with me today?" Our companies were still in a partnership so it wasn't weird to just walk in with my husband.

"I feel like we wouldn't get any work done." Jonah looked over at me and sent me a wink. I reached over and squeezed his thigh as I giggled. Good thing Yara has no idea what we're talking about.

"Come on, please." I begged. "Okay, babe." He gave in. I smiled to myself. I would do anything to spend the whole day with Jonah. And this way, we could.

As soon as we parked in front of Yara's daycare, we got out. I helped the little brunette girl out of her car seat. She laced her fingers with mine as we walked her in.

Her teacher greeted us by the door. She was a middle aged women. "Hello, Mr. Frantzich." She smiled at Jonah, then at me. We greeted her back.

"Bye daddy! Bye papa!" We leaned down to her height so she could give us kisses. "Love you!" She murmured quickly before she ran off to her friends.

"Nice seeing you again, Mr. Frantzich." She smiled at me. "Oh please, call me Daniel." I smiled back at her. "Well, Daniel, I just wanted to say that your daughter is an angel."

Jonah and I smiled out of accomplishment. "Thank you very much." I replied. "We really should get going to work." Jonah excused us and soon we were on our way.

"Good morning Mr. Frantzich, and Mr. Frantzich." Bree smiled. "Hey Bree, can I get two coffees please?" I mumbled as I made my way into my office.

Jonah raced me to my seat and took it. "Jonah, that's my chair!" I pouted. "Oh well, guess you'll have to sit in my lap." He smiled devilishly. "What a punishment."

I giggled as I sat on his leg. Jonah wasn't satisfied with the position. Instead, he lifted me up further onto him. Bree smiled at us as she placed the coffees on my desk. "Thanks Bree."

"You were right about us not getting any work done." I sipped my coffee as I sat sideways on Jonah's lap, my legs dangling over the edge of the chair.

"I don't care. This is better than work." Jonah ran his hand up and down my thigh soothingly. I hummed in return, agreeing. "Hey, remember  that one time when you spilled my drink on me on purpose."

Jonah began to chuckle immediately. "Yeah, just to make it seem like I was giving you a blow job when Bree came in." I giggled too. "Been there, done that."

"Speaking of..." Jonah glanced down. "Oh no no no!" I shook my head, setting my coffee down. "It's 9 am in the morning!" Jonah smirked. "So?"

"Haven't we had sex in my office enough times?" I groaned. "Nope." Jonah began to lean in. "Get off me you pervert!" I giggled. Jonah continued to lean over me, reaching for my lips.

"Stop it!" I chuckled even more, pushing him. Jonah broke off into a fit of laughter and finally stopped. "Can't a man just bend his husband over the table?" He sighed. "No, a man shouldn't at 9 am."

Jonah looked away, pouting. I loved it when he pretended to be mad. "You can bend me over at home." I offered. "Tonight." I teased. Jonah turned to me. "Twice." He added. "Fine."

After that deal was made, we were finally able to focus. "Bree, get Shawn to bring me the data files. Jonah and I are gonna check them." I spoke into the phone.

Minutes later, a knock was heard. "Come in." Shawn walked in, a grey suit on. "Good morning Mr. Frantzich." He smiled. "Mr. Mendes," I acknowledged in return.

"Here you go." He set the files on my desk. But he couldn't help from noticing Jonah, who now sat next to me on his own chair. Shawn was fairly new, so he's never seen him.

"Shawn, this is my husband, Mr. Jonah Frantzich." Shawn reached his hand out. "Nice to meet you sir." Jonah nodded in return, but I could tell that he seemed a little off. "Thanks Shawn."

After he left, Jonah turned to me. He gave me a look. "What? You didn't like him?" I knew his facial expressions way too well. "It doesn't seem like he has good intentions. I don't like the way he looks at you."

Jonah clenched his jaw. I smirked to myself. "Babe are you jealous?" Jonah turned to me. "When am I not?" He admitted, his expression still firm. "Forget about tonight, I'll bend over now." I couldn't resist how hot he got while he was jealous.

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