[STANDALONE]
Jax Monroe is a teenage father. Before playing the role of a father he had the role of a player. He slept with different girls every night. One day his one night stand drops off his baby and leaves. It is now his responsibility to take...
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"That was beyond amazing," I said breathlessly of what just happened.
I was laying on his chest with his arm wrapped around me. My fingers traced his tattoo as I looked at some scars that were inflicted on him. It hurts to look at them but I couldn't help it.
After a couple of long, pleasurable-filled rounds we finally decided to stop.
"That was the best sex I've had in a while." He mumbles into my hair.
"A while? Did you have sex with some women while you were locked in there?" I asked.
I gave him a stern serious look. Stop overthinking it.
What kind of fucking shit hole did he stay in?
"No. Every time I was horny I either had to fix it myself or well you know fix it myself." He chuckles nervously. "And you?"
"Well every time I was horny, I ate food that or my children would barge in and bother me."
"Children?" I looked up. He had a confused expression. "Ray never mentioned you had more kids."
"What a dickhead." I mumbled.
"I thought you didn't do anything with anyone for the last five years." He sits up, making me sit up too.
"I didn't, Jax." I wrapped my body with the blanket. "Five years ago we had sex after prom. I missed my period and I knew something was wrong so I took a pregnancy test. I was going to tell you but I had to find the right time. If I knew Ray was gonna come I would've told you earlier." I said tearing up.
"How long did you know that you were pregnant?" He asks furrowing his brows.
"A week."
"So I'm a father of two?" Happiness was all I saw in his eyes.
"A father of three." I put up three fingers with a big smile.
"Twins?" He asks with excitement. I nod and he tackles me back onto the bed.
"We have three kids?" He asks and I nod again.
He sits up. "The twins, what are their names? Who's older? How old are they? What do they look like?"
"You sound a lot like Kian right now." I laughed. "Okay, so their names are Soleil and Bodhi Monroe. They have our middle names, it was our parent's idea. Anyways, Sol is older by thirty minutes. They have a mixture of our eyes, my curly hair, your dimples and nose, and my smile." I said poking his two dimples when he smiled.
"C'mon I have pictures." I wrapped my blanket around my body and pulled him into my office. "Here." I gave him a picture frame of the twins and Journey.
"They're gorgeous. All of them." He frowns.
"Why are you frowning babe?" I frowned at the sight of his expression.
