Chapter Eleven

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"Shit! Ah! Brooklyn don't throw that!"

Ian let a low chuckle as Grady was doing a terrible job and stopping a two year old from throwing her blocks at him in the other room. It had been a month since that day Ian had shown up at Grady's apartment and kissed him. It was also a month since the start of their relationship.

"You know if you give her the monkey she'll stop throwing things at you." Ian said, taking a sip of his coffee as he read the paper.

"That's all it takes?" Grady replied, soon followed the sound of gurgling and thumps stopped.

"Did I ever mention how awesome you are?" Grady said as he ran the the kitchen where Ian sat, " I could kiss you for saving me from baby hulk."

" just remember baby hulk is mine." Ian replied playfully, pecking Grady's lips before returning to his paper.

Grady smiled, " Cute like you too."

Ever since Ian admitted his feelings for him, Grady began to break away from his shell and became a flirtatious demon that had no off buttom when he talked.

Ian let out a grunt and felt something smack his leg. Looking down he saw a tiny girl with a head full of black curls and big brown eyes staring up at him.

"Daddy!"

"Hey monkey, did you miss me?"

The little girl nodded, as Ian put her in his lap.

She hugged around his neck and pulled back when she felt his beard tickle the back of her neck.

"Itchy daddy! Mommy soft!" She said turning to point at Grady.

"Mommy?"

"She thinks you're her mom now since Monica is never around. " Ian explained.

Grady blinked a couple of times taking it all in, "Brookie im not mommy I'm papa Grady. " he told her smiling.

Grady was exited that Brooklyn saw him as a parent. He did eventually want to put a ring on that sour lumberjack of a man. No man had such a manly beard or such a rocking ass.

Just then Ian's phone rang.

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