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Single Dad!Calum x Preschool Teacher!(Y/N) (Calum Hood Smut)

Summary: (Y/N) is the teacher of Calum’s daughter, whom he raises by himself. Upon meeting, they develop a mutual attraction, which grows as they spend time together. (Smut / Unprotected Sex / Oral; Male Receiving / Oral; Female Receiving) I had been working on this since March 2019, (published on August 13, 2019) so I hold it in my heart very dearly. It is almost 26k words long, but it is worth the read. (Part 2: Single Dad!Calum x Preschool Teacher!(Y/N) Part 2)

"Joy, why are you still here?" I ask the 4-year old who is standing outside the teachers' lounge. "Daddy is late." She pouts, shrugging her shoulders. "I am sorry, bub. Come inside. We will draw while waiting, ok?" I suggest, stretching my hand out for her to take it. "Can you call my daddy, Ms. (Y/N)?" The toddler asks me as I help her sit on the chair in front of my desk. "Of course, honey. I'll look for the number, ok?" I type in my password for the computer while Joy takes the yellow marker from the pencil holder in front of her. I look at the list of students on the file, trying to locate Joy's name; Hood, there it is. Listed, there are only her father's name and phone number, leaving the cell for her mother's info blank. I wonder what has happened with her; sure they might be divorced, but Joy wouldn't be the first child in this class with separated parents, but she would be the first whose mother is not here.

I pick up the phone and dial in her father's number while keeping an eye on Joy. She is already drawing yellow flowers scattered on the paper as the line tries to get through. "Hello!" The voice on the other end of the line greets me. "Hi. Is this Mr. Hood?" I ask. "That would be me; Who am I talking to?" "My name is (Y/N) (Y/L/N) and I am Joy's teacher." "Oh my God, is she ok? I am on my way to pick her up." He sounds worried. "She is fine. She is with me right now, I just wanted to know if you are going to be late." "No, no. I am 5 minutes away. I am so sorry I am late." "It's alright. She will be waiting for you in the teachers' lounge." "Thank you. I will be there right up. " "You are welcome, Mr. Hood." I reply before the line goes dead.

"Daddy will be here in a few minutes." I cheer to Joy, who looks at me excitedly. "Is Duke with him?" She asks, leaving the markers down. "Who is Duke, honey?" I ask her, taking a seat next to her. "Our dog. Sometimes daddy picks me up with Duke and we go to the studio and I play with Duke while daddy works..." She explains. "Oh, in the studio? What does daddy do in the studio?" I ask her. "He plays music and sings. And sometimes he sits behind a very big thing with many buttons and he presses them, but I am not allowed to press them." She states; her eyes sparkle as she talks about her dad and his job. "Do you play music, like daddy?" I ask her. "Daddy tries to show me how to play piano and he says I have a nice voice, like his. Want to hear me?" She asks and I nod. "Baby shark dododododododo..." She begins singing, moving from side to side on her seat.

"There she is." A male voice sighs. I raise my gaze to see who it is, finding a tall, well-shaped man, with brown curly hair and a plump face that matches Joy. "Daddy!" Joy cheers, jumping up from the chair she was sitting. She runs to the man, jumping up to hug him. "Hey, baby. I am sorry I was late." He coos, picking her up. "It's ok, daddy. Where is Duke?" "Home, baby. I couldn't bring him today, I am sorry." "It's ok, daddy." She whispers, leaving a kiss on his nose. "Let's go get your stuff, princess." He suggests, walking towards me. "Hello. Thank you for keeping her here." He extends his free hand for me to shake it. "You are very welcome." "Was she a good girl?" The question is more aimed towards the little girl in his arms. "She was great, the greatest actually." I wink at her. "Ms. (Y/N), can you save the drawing? I want to finish it tomorrow." Joy says, pointing to the paper on my desk. "I will lock it in my drawer, don't worry." I reply with a smile.

"Mr. Hood, may we have a word, please?" I ask and he nods, letting Joy on her feet. "Why don't you go draw a bit more, princess? And when Ms. (Y/N) and I are done, I will take you for Maccas." He suggests. "Ok, daddy." The toddler skips back to my desk while I motion for her father to follow me to the other side of the room. "Mr. Hood..." I begin. "Please, call me Calum. It's weird being called Mr. Hood, it feels like I am in trouble." "Ok. When I was looking at Joy's file to find your number, I noticed that there is no contact info of her mother and I was wondering if you could give me her number and name to add to her file, in case there is an emergency and we need to contact her." "She is not in the picture, so even if I had her contact info, I wouldn't give it since she is not involved in our lives." He explains. "Oh, I am sorry for asking." "Please don't be. You couldn't have known. But if you need a second contact, I can give you my sister's info. She is the one taking care of Joy when I am on the road." He suggests, smiling at me. "That would be great actually. I'll hand you the form." I smile back. "Thank you again for keeping Joy here. I am usually not late picking her up, but today was a crazy day in the studio. I am sure Joy has told you I am a musician." "Yes, in fact, she was full of pride when she did. She loves you very much, it shows." "I know. And she has me wrapped around her pinky." He chuckles, averting his gaze towards his daughter. He looks at her lovingly, his face softening. "It was nice meeting you, Ms. (Y/N). Joy talks a lot about you." He extends his hand for me to shake it once more. For a second I pause, just observing his hand; hands have always been my weakness, and his look so heavenly, decorated with black ink and silver rings. "It was nice meeting you, Calum." I shake his hand, smiling politely to mask the heat rising to my face.

"Are you ready to go, Joy?" He turns to his daughter, who raises her head towards him. "Will you carry me, daddy?" She asks, holding her arms up. "Aren't you a little too old to be carried around, bubba?" He asks, picking up her little backpack. "If I am old, then let me drive?" She cheers, earning a chuckle from her father. "Ok, you win. I will carry you. Come on. Say bye to your teacher." He instructs her, scotching down to pick her up. "Bye-bye Ms. (Y/N). See you tomorrow." Joy waves at me, smiling as her dad holds her. "Bye Joy. See you tomorrow." I smile at her, moving behind my desk to tidy it up.

"Good morning." I hear someone says as they enter the lounge. I turn around, finding Joy's father waiting at the door. "Good morning, Mr. Hood... Sorry, Calum. Is everything alright?" I ask, placing the boxes of markers in the little basin with the other stuff I will need for today's class. "Yes, everything is fine. I've just dropped Joy off and I thought I should hand in the form with my sister's info." He says, walking inside. "Ah, thank you so much. I will file it in today." I reply, taking the paper from him. "You are welcome." He states as I place it in a drawer before I pick up the basin. "Do you need help with that? It seems pretty heavy." He points to the basin. "It's fine. I can handle it." "I insist. It's the least I can do." He assures me, picking up the basin. "Thank you for this." I mumble as we walk towards the classroom. "Are you kidding? It is really the least I can do for you. You have 20 toddlers to take care of. I lose it with just 1." He chuckles as we enter the classroom. "Daddy..." Joy screams, running to Calum and hugging his legs. "Hey, bub." He smiles at her as he leaves the basin on my desk. "Daddy, are you going to stay? Will you play with us?" Joy asks excitedly, looking at him with wide eyes. "Sorry, bub, I was just helping Ms. (Y/N). I have to go to the studio, remember?" "But daddy..." She pouts. "Come on, princess. I will see you in a couple of hours." He tries to comfort her, but his daughter rushes off with a pout on her lips. "Boy, this will cost me..." He comments under his breath, earning a chuckle from me.

(Calum's POV) "You are late." The producer comments as I enter the studio. "Sorry. I had to drop my daughter off." "As in every other day, but you've never been this late." He states, without turning to look at me. "She was a bit fussy today. I am sorry, it won't happen again." I apologize, leaving my stuff on the table before I head to warm up my vocals with the coach. "Is Joy ok?" My friend Luke asks me and I nod. "Yeah, but she was pouty when I left." I say, sighing as I think of my daughter holding a grudge against me. "Why?" He asks me, with his eyebrows knitted together. "She thought I was going to stay in the preschool today and play with her." "Poor baby, she feels lonely." "Please... She is the most popular child in there. She has everyone wrapped around her little finger at any point of the day." "That she is..." Luke chuckles, patting my back. "Sometimes I wonder how her mother and I created someone so charming." I sigh. "Are you kidding me? You were Mr. Charming when we were in school." Luke chuckles, tilting his head to the side. "Still. She is everyone's favorite." "She is a good girl, she is daddy's favorite." Luke sings, mocking me. "Why did I pick you as the godfather to my only daughter, again?" "Because I promised you that I would babysit for free so you could go on dates whenever you want. Which by the way, you haven't taken advantage of in months, which only makes you grumpy and dull." "Oh, wow... You are so kind to a single father who is trying to balance family and work. I am pretty busy raising the future of the Hood name, you know..." "Still. You used to go on dates once in a while, like a year ago." "Haven't felt the need to." I shrug, turning away to start the warm-up. "Do you want to come for lunch with me and your goddaughter? We are going to the Italian place she likes, hoping she will forgive me for not hanging around today." I ask as we exit the booth. "When I was her age I liked dinosaur chicken nuggets and fries." "Yeah, she has developed quite the taste after all the traveling." I comment as we pick up our stuff. "Why do you keep insisting on not hiring a nanny? It would save you some time." Luke asks me. "At this age, she would form an attachment with the nanny and treat her as a mother figure. Plus, I like spending time with Joy. I make up for all the time we spend apart while touring." "She needs a female figure in her life, though." "She has plenty. Mali, my mom, your girlfriends, and wives. Plus, her teachers... She is doing fine." "I guess you are right." He mumbles.

"How is my favorite bunny?" Luke asks her, kissing her cheek. "I am good. Look, I have a tattoo, like daddy." She points to the stamp with the hippo on the back of her hand. "Your dad wishes he had such a cool tattoo. How did you get that?" "Ms. (Y/N) gave it to me today because I was her assistant." She grins, full of pride. "I bet you were the best assistant ever. Maybe daddy and I could use you as our assistant today. We need some help with the artwork for the album." Luke suggests, making Joy squeal with excitement. "Can I help, daddy? She turns to me. "Of course, honey. And uncle Luke is buying us lunch as your salary." I state, smiling at my friend as I pick my daughter up. "That's why you invited me to lunch, cheap-ass Hood." "Language..." I groan and he huffs.

We make it to the restaurant, Joy narrating her little adventures of the day. She has such an active imagination, making up stories for everything, even the smallest thing. "... And then my friend Zoe made me a butterfly and promised me to teach me how to make one as well the next time I go over her house." Joy claps her hands together, grinning with her face covered in sauce. "And where is that butterfly?" Luke asks, twirling his fork in the spaghetti. Joy looks around her, knitting her eyebrows together. "Daddy, did we leave Mr. Pixie in the car?" She asks. "I didn't see it, baby." "Uh oh..." "Uh oh what, Joy?" "Mr. Pixie is in school!" She brings her hands to cover her face. "How many times have we talked about picking up our stuff before going, Joy?" I ask her; she takes her puppy dog eyes and pouts her bottom lip. "I am sorry, daddy. I forgot." "Cal, don't scold her." "Now your bag will be in the class until Monday." "No... Mr. Pixie will be so lonely..." Joy pouts, her eyes getting watery; I hate seeing her like that, it gets to me every time. "Ok... I will drive back to pick Mr. Pixie up." I sigh, dropping my fork on my plate. "Cal, we have to be at the studio in a bit." Luke reminds me, making Joy look at me in distress. "Take Joy and a cab to the studio and I'll go see if I can get Mr. Pixie." I huff, calling the waiter over.

The janitor lets me in, throwing me a dirty look. I brush it off and head to Joy's classroom, praying that her backpack is there. I turn the doorknob and get in, releasing a breath of relief. My eyes fly directly to Ms. (Y/N)'s desk in the class, finding her sitting in there. She seems kinda off, a bit sad, which looks kinda weird on her. I decide to clear my throat before speaking, not wanting to startle her. She shakes herself off her thoughts before she turns to me, putting on a smile on her face. "Hello. Is everything alright? Is Joy ok?" She asks me, standing up from her chair. I walk closer, smiling at her as well. "Hi. Everything is fine. She just forgot her backpack and kinda forced me to come and pick it up." I explain, rubbing the back of my neck. "Oh... I haven't seen it here. But let's check." She moves towards the back of the class, where the backpacks are put every morning.

We look in silence, the room feeling heavy from the quietness. "I am sorry if I am overstepping my boundaries but I wanted to ask if you are alright... You seem kinda... sad... maybe..." I stutter, rubbing my temples as I let out the words. She sighs, turning her head a bit away. "To be honest, I am not having the greatest week this far, but I will pull through. Thank you for asking, I really appreciate it." She smiles at me while she looks under the tiny desk. "If I can help in any way, please let me know." I let out; I don't even know why I offered, I don't even know why she makes me feel worried about another human being that I have just met. "Thank you. But I don't think anyone can help." Before I could offer my help again, she pulls Mr. Pixie from under a desk. "Is this Joy's, by any chance?" She asks as I sigh in relief. "Yes... Thank you so much. You have just saved me from a very grumpy toddler throwing tantrums all through the weekend." I chuckle, taking the backpack from her. "We wouldn't want Joy being grumpy till Monday, would we?" She asks with a smile stretching on her lips. "Oh gosh, no..." I chuckle holding onto the backpack tightly, scared of losing it again. "Thank you for helping me find it. You have become my personal superhero this week." I thank her again, looking at her face as she takes a mellow expression. The way the light hits her eyes makes them sparkle, bringing out their soft color. "You are very welcome, Mr. Hood... Sorry, Calum..." She corrects herself. "I should get going. Joy is with her uncles and honestly, she has them so whipped that I will probably find her in a sugar high when I get there." I mumble awkwardly, making her nod her head. "Of course. It was nice seeing you again, Calum. Give Joy my best." She extends her hand for me to shake. "It was nice seeing you as well. Have a great weekend and I hope you feel better soon."

I enter the studio, finding Michael spinning Joy around while she laughs her head off. "If she starts throwing up, you are on cleaning duty." I comment, making them stop. "Mr. Pixie." Joy cheers, reaching out for her backpack. "Well, I am happy to see you too, Joy." I chuckle, earning a grin from her. "Thank you, daddy. I was so worried." She sighs dramatically, pressing her palm to her forehead. "Yes, I could tell." I shake my head, plopping down on the couch. "Joy, can I ask you something?" I ask her, but her attention doesn't shift back to me. "Yes, daddy." She mumbles, taking her crayons out of her backpack. "Did something happen at school today? Ms. (Y/N) was very sad when I saw her." I ask, hoping my daughter didn't cause that. "No. But Ms. Sue asked Ms. (Y/N) if her boyfriend called her and Ms. (Y/N) said it is over and started crying. Daddy, what is a boyfriend?" She asks, looking at me with knitted eyebrows. "It is a boy who is a very good friend of yours and you love him very much." I reply, earning chuckles from everyone present. "Oh... Is uncle Ashton your boyfriend?" She asks me, causing Michael to choke from laughter. "No, baby. Uncle Ashton is my best friend. I can't have a boyfriend." "Why?" "Because I like girls, honey." I explain, darting a dirty look at Michael who thinks this is amusing. "Joy, Spongebob is on. Come watch with me." He picks her up, walking her towards the TV.

"I was hoping to have this discussion way in the future." I sigh as Luke sits on the couch next to me. "Thank God she can be distracted easily." He replies and I hum. "Why were you asking about that teacher?" "Because it was kinda out of character seeing her like that. She is very cheerful usually." I shrug. "And why do you care?" "Because I wanted to make sure that Joy didn't do something to bother her." "Sure..." "What?" "Nothing, I just said sure." He raises his hands in surrender. "I'll go back to the booth to record now." I announce, earning a thumbs up.

"Joy, baby... It's 8:30. It's bedtime" I cheer, making her whine. "But daddy..." She pouts, pointing at the show on TV. "You can watch it tomorrow, baby. It's time to head to bed." I move to pick her up. "10 more minutes?" She asks, bringing her hands together. "Baby..." "Please, daddy. I will be such a good girl..." She pleads, giving me her puppy eyes. I give in, sitting on the couch with Joy on my lap. "10 minutes. I will put on a timer." I fish out my phone, setting a timer for 10 minutes as Joy pecks my cheek. "You are the best daddy in the world." She cheers, wrapping her arms around my neck before she cuddles me and goes back to watching TV. "What did you do with the uncles while I was in school for Mr. Pixie?" I ask her, stroking her hair as she stares at the screen. "We draw with pens and then Uncle Ashton helped me play drums." She replies. "What did you draw, baby?" "Notes with faces and flowers." She yawns. "That sounds like something that belongs to the fridge." I comment, cheering for her. "No, daddy. I want to give it to Ms. (Y/N)... Everyone is giving her drawings and I wanna give her one as well." She replies sleepily. "That's very sweet of you. Maybe we can get her flowers on Monday morning to say thank you for finding Mr. Pixie..." I suggest. "She found him? I thought you did..." "No, baby. Ms. (Y/N) did. I just brought him over to you." I peck on her forehead, watching her eyes get heavy and her lips part. "Oh, ok." She whispers. I chuckle at how sleepy she is, and how cute she looks while she struggles to stay awake. "Baby, let's go brush our teeth. You are almost asleep." I suggest, trying to lift her. "I did, daddy. After the bath, remember?" She wraps her arms around my neck, holding onto me as I carry her. "Oh, you did?" I ask and she nods. "See?" She flashes me her teeth, making me chuckle and peck on her nose. "Good job, baby. Let's get into PJs and tuck you in." "Can I sleep on your bed, daddy?" She asks me, just as we reach the top of the stairs. "Joy, we have talked about it. You can't sleep on daddy's bed all the time." I try to explain to her. "But... Daddy... What if I see a scary dream?" She asks me, trying to get to me. "Well, if you have a scary dream, we can talk about it then..." I say, entering her room. "But..." She protests. "Joy, I said something and when I say something, I mean it." I say sternly, making her groan. She crosses her arms in front of her chest and knits her eyebrows together, looking at me with a frown.

I let her on her feet and walk to the dresser, pulling a fresh set of PJs for her. "Do you need me to help you change?" I ask her. She is still pouting, arms crossed in front of her chest, but now she turns her head away from me, ignoring me. I take a deep breath, finding her little gimmick funny, but still trying to maintain dominance. "Joy, I asked you if you need help with putting on PJ's." I repeat, moving to be on her visual field before she snaps her head the other way. She is giving me the cutest cold shoulder of my life, but still, I have to be stern and give her some sense of discipline. "Joy, ignoring someone is very rude. And you are such a good girl, you should not be rude to people." I sigh. She still stubbornly ignores me, making me sigh. "Joy Luna Hood, I am getting very sad that you are ignoring me. So I will leave you here and go to the living room. I will see you in the morning." I say, kneeling to be on her eye level. I get up after a few seconds of being ignored, walking out of the room and down the stairs.

I sit on the couch with Duke by my side as we watch a show on Netflix. The poor pup is exhausted after running around with Joy all evening, so he is just dozing off on the couch. At around 9, I see Joy entering the living room but decide to pretend I did not. "Daddy?" I hear her ask softly as she tries to climb on the couch. "Hi, Joy." I greet her, helping her up. "Daddy, are you really sad?" She asks, looking at me with remorse. "A little bit." "I made you sad?" She asks. I nod and she gasps. "I am sorry, daddy. I don't want you sad." She knits her eyebrows together, squeezing my face and pulling my cheeks up to make me smile. "Ok, I won't be sad now. Why are you still awake, princess?" I ask and she shrugs her shoulders, reaching her hands to play with the necklace around my neck. "Because you were sad. And I couldn't sleep." She says and I smile at her, pecking on her forehead. "Now I am not sad, so we need to go to bed, ok baby?" "Yes, daddy. But you will read a fairytale for me, yeah?" She asks and I nod. "Of course I will. Let's go now." I pick her up and carry her to the bed.

(Y/N's POV) "You feel a bit better, honey?" Sue asks me as she walks to my desk. I chuckle and shrug, rubbing my temples. "I put together the stuff he had at my place on Saturday and his brother picked them up this morning, so I don't really know..." I reply, standing up and leaning against my desk. "I am sorry it didn't work out..." She tries to comfort me, putting her hand on my shoulder. "Everything happens for a reason. Maybe something better waits for me around the corner..." I try to remain positive, not crumble under the sadness and disappointment of a failed relationship. "Ms. (Y/N)?" I hear a little voice ask from the door of the classroom. "Hello, Joy. I thought you already left... Is daddy late?" I ask her, walking to her and kneeling to her height. "No, I am right here." Her father walks in, holding a bouquet of peonies. "Hello, Calum. How are you?" I ask, standing up. "Good. We wanted to say thank you for helping us the past week and brought some flowers." "And I made a drawing." Joy cheers with pride and I laugh as she hands me the paper. "Wow, you made that by yourself?" I ask her, kneeling again. "Yes. Uncle Luke helped me with the notes. Do you like it?" She asks me, grinning at me. "I love it. I will frame it and put it in my living room. Thank you so much." "Can I give you a hug?" She asks me and I look at her father, who nods while smiling. "Of course." I open my arms as she wraps her arms around my neck. "Baby, can you go sit there for a moment so I can talk with Ms. (Y/N)?" Her father asks her. Joy nods and runs off, sitting on a little chair and picking a plushie from her backpack. Calum hands me the flowers, smiling at me. "We really wanted to thank you, and maybe cheer you up a bit. Joy told me you were a bit sad today in the morning." "Thank you for everything. You didn't have to buy me so many flowers, though. The drawing was enough for me." I state; for a moment he freezes. "I didn't mean to put you in a difficult position..." "Oh, no... You didn't, don't worry about it. I just meant that this is a bit too much and that I don't know how to say that I appreciate it a lot." I say and he sighs. "Uh, I see. Don't worry about it. Joy literally yapped about the flowers ever since I suggested it." "You suggested the flowers?" I ask, a little surprised. "Yeah, it was weird seeing you as I did on Friday. I hope this cheers you up a bit." He smiles; he has one of the most charming smiles I have seen, every inch of his face smiling along his lips. "It is very kind and thoughtful of you. Thank you again." "You are welcome. I truly hope to see that gorgeous smile on your face more often from now on." He states and I feel my cheeks heat up; it is weird being complimented by the father of my student, but it is just that. "Daddy, can we go and eat? I am hungry." Joy interrupts us, making Calum chuckle and turn to her. "Yes, baby. We can go. Say bye to Ms. (Y/N)..." He instructs her, picking her up. "Bye-bye Ms. (Y/N), I will see you tomorrow." She waves me off. "Bye Joy, I will see you tomorrow. Thank you for your gifts." "Thank you, Calum. Have a great day." "You too, (Y/N)... See you soon." He greets me before he walks out of the classroom with Joy in his arms.

"What was that?" Sue asks me as I walk to the desk with the bouquet and the drawing in my hands. "That was the sweetest thing someone did for me in the last year." I say and she smirks. "The flowers look amazing. And the gifter of them as well." She adds and I chuckle sarcastically. "He is a parent." "Is he married? Cause I did not see a wedding ring on his finger..." "No, he is not, but that is not the point." I reply and she hums. "He is a DILF." She giggles and I chuckle. "And you are disgusting. He was just polite because I helped him find Joy's backpack and kept her in the lounge when he was late picking her up." I brush her off and she winks at me. "Sure, that's it..." She replies and I roll my eyes.

(Calum's POV) "You were amazing, munchkin." I kneel to pick my daughter up after she is done with her preschool recital. She giggles as I kiss her cheek, squeezing my face with her palms. "Thank you, daddy. Where are my uncles?" She asks me, twirling in her little flower skirt. "They are in the back, waiting to congratulate the big star. But I wanted to be the first to do that and give you flowers. I am so proud of you, baby. You graduated preschool..." I cheer for her, handing her the bouquet of sunflowers. "Thank you, daddy. Are those for me as well?" She asks, pointing to the roses in my hands. "No, baby. Those are for your teacher. Do you want to give them to her?" I ask her and she nods. "And I was thinking that maybe you'd like to invite her over for dinner tomorrow, at that Italian restaurant we go to? Celebrate your graduation..." I ask the toddler who nods happily. "Let's go, daddy." She reaches her hand out for me to take it. We walk to the back of the small stage, finding (Y/N) chatting with some other parents.

"Ms. (Y/N)..." Joy calls her over, earning her attention. (Y/N) greets the parents off and walks to us; she looks magnificent today, her flowing dress making her look like a fairy. "Hi, Ms. Hood... You were amazing tonight." She cheers for Joy, who poses, showing off her dress. "Thank you." She smiles and waits for me to speak up. "Those are for you, as a thank you for taking such good care of Joy." I hand her the roses, watching her as she smiles brightly. "Thank you, it means a lot being appreciated. Joy is such a good child, you have done an incredible job raising her." She smiles at me, eyes crinkling and voice sounding soft and soothing. "We also want you to come for dinner with us, Ms. (Y/N)." Joy interrupts the moment, making both of us turn back to look at her. "It sounds really good. But unfortunately, I can't tonight. All the teachers are going out for dinner tonight." She sighs disappointingly. "It's ok. Daddy and I will go out with my uncles and aunts tonight. Tomorrow, please?" Joy asks, flashing a toothy grin at her. "Then it is a plan. Where do you want to go?" She asks, bringing the bouquet to her nose. "We can come and pick you up. It is pretty difficult to get there." I suggest and she nods. "Sure. I will give you my number so we can talk tomorrow about the details." She says. I reach for my phone in my pocket and hand it to her, letting her dial in her number. "I have to go greet some more parents but thank you for the flowers and the dinner invitation. Hope you have fun tonight and congrats again, Joy." She smiles at us, tucking a loose strand of her behind her ear. "Thank you, you too." I blurt out, smiling at her as well.

I pick Joy up, walking back to where our guests are, Joy waving at them as they cheer for her. "You were amazing, bunny." Luke is the first to hug her and hand her flowers, making Joy squeal. "You truly were. I think your dad has a competitor for his spot in the band." Ashton joins in, causing Joy to let out a giggle. "Well, at least the spot will stay in the Hood family." I comment. "What took you so long back there, bunny?" Luke asks, bopping her nose. "We asked Ms. (Y/N) to dinner tomorrow." Joy responds cheerfully. "You did? And what did she say?" He asks. "She is coming..." Joy giggles. "Can we talk more about it at the restaurant? I am starving." Michael chirps in. "I agree. I need food." Kaitlin giggles and everyone nods. "Let's go then." I motion everyone. Luke doesn't let Joy on her feet, walking to the very front as Joy waves her friends off. Ashton stays behind, walking next to me and looking at me with a smirk. "Will I be having babysitting duties tomorrow night?" He asks, patting my shoulder. "Why would you be having babysitting duties tomorrow?" I ask him back. "Because you will be out with the hot teacher who your daughter seems to adore and you having been crushing on for months now." "I am not crushing on her." I deny, but my stuttering gives it a bit away. "So, dinner was Joy's idea, huh?" "No, it was mine. I am just being polite and thanking her for being so supportive." "Cal... You have literally stopped seeing people ever since you met her, you buy her flowers, ask Joy about her, invite her to dinner now that she is no longer your daughter's teacher and it is ethical for you to see her... You are giving it away yourself, mate." "Ash, I love you, but if you say one more word about that, I will be fucking pissed at you." I state, cutting him off. "Proves my point." He adds, smirking at me before he walks ahead with the others.

"So, little Calum is going on a date again..." Luke raises his eyebrow at me as Crystal takes Joy to the bathroom. "It is not a date. Joy is going to be with us. It's just dinner with her preschool teacher, nothing more." "Anyone with the logic level of a 10-year-old and a set of barely functional eyes could have seen that you have a sweet tooth for her." "Come on, guys. It would be wrong to date my daughter's teacher." I state and Luke chuckles. "Only she is not her teacher anymore, so there is no issue with dating her." "Sure. But I am pretty positive that the last thing she wants in her life is a single father with a toddler who travels around the globe every 6 months." "Well, when the single father looks like a full-course meal, she would be stupid to reject him." Kaitlin adds. I roll my eyes, picking up my glass, and taking a sip of water. "It's just dinner." I mutter. "I give them a year until they get married..." Michael comments. "Way to put pressure on me..." I say sarcastically, motioning them to shut it as Crystal and Joy walk back to the table.

"Joy, let's get dressed, baby. We don't want Ms. (Y/N) to wait." I say as I enter her room, finding her on the floor playing with the little toy cars. "What should I wear, daddy?" She asks me and I hum, pretending to be thinking of it for a minute. "What do you want to wear?" I ask her. "Can I wear my flower skirt and the t-shirt with you and the uncles?" She asks and I smile, nodding my head. "Of course, baby. Let's pick them up." I help her get up and walk to the dresser. I pick out her clothes as Joy sings a tune and looks at her headbands. "Can I wear this one with the daises on?" She asks me. "Sure baby. But we have to get you ready quickly so we can pick up flowers for Ms. (Y/N)." I state and Joy claps her hands. "Can we get her daises as well? They will match my headband." She suggests, cheering as she speaks. "Sure. You can pick the flowers once we get there. Now I will need you to get dressed so I can get dressed as well, ok bub?" "Yes, daddy." She smiles at me before I kiss her forehead.

(Y/N's POV) I wait outside my block of flats for Calum and Joy to pick me up. I run my hands over my dress, feeling split on whether I should have worn something more formal than my knee-length mesh and floral lilac dress. I didn't want to be too formal for the dinner; after all, it will just be Joy and her father. I am totally nervous, not gonna lie; even though it is not a real date, it is the first time I am going out with a guy after breaking up with my ex.

An SUV pulls up in front of me, parking on the spot just in front of my apartment. I watch as Calum walks out, locking the car as he walks to me. "Hi. You look really beautiful." He says, smiling at me; I sense he is a little bit awkward, which honestly I can relate to. "Hi. Thank you. You look really handsome yourself. Isn't Joy with you?" I ask and he chuckles. "She is in the car. She gets bored being strapped in and out all the time so she is waiting for us. Shall we go?" He asks, extending his elbow so we link arms. "Let's. I have been thinking about that Italian place ever since you suggested it." I joke and he hums. "Honestly, me too. By the way, we brought you flowers, but Joy insisted on being the one handing them. Plus, she is wearing a daisy headband which matches the flowers, so if you could comment on it, it would probably make her whole night." He comments and I laugh; I really, honestly laugh. It comes out naturally. "I will make sure to do that. But really, you shouldn't have bothered getting me flowers." "It was the opposite of a bother. Do you wanna sit in the back or the front? Where would you be more comfortable?" He asks me, stopping in front of the car. "Uh, front. It would be weird in the back, like being in a taxi..." I state and he chuckles. He opens the door for me before I could even have the chance to do it myself. Weirdly, to me, it feels more than a parent-teacher dinner. "Hi, Ms. (Y/N). Your hair is so beautiful." Joy comments as I get in the car. "Thank you, Joy. You look really beautiful." I comment, turning to look at her. "Those are for you." She hands me the bouquet of daisies; I pretend to be surprised, gasping as I look at the gorgeous daisies. "I love them Thank you so much... Hey, they match your headband, don't they?" I ask and she squeals, nodding her head happily. "Well, they are as beautiful as you." I comment as Calum gets in the car. "Let's go get some food now, ladies." He comments, starting the car.

"Hello, we would like a table for 3." Calum says to the person at the entrance of the restaurant. "I am sorry sir. We are packed right now and the next available table will be in more than 45 minutes." The man says, looking unfazed. "Are you sure there isn't a table for us? Even in the very back..." "Sorry, sir. It is Friday night. We only work with reservations on Fridays." The man explains. I can see that Calum is frustrated at this point, so I decide to step in. "Calum, let's go. We can find another place. Thank you, sir. I hope you have a great night." I softly pat Calum's shoulder, giving him a soft smile. "I am sorry, I totally forgot to make a reservation." Calum comments, as we walk back to the car. "It is ok. We can find something else." I try to assure him, but Joy groans. "I want spaghetti and meatballs. And ice cream for dessert. Please, daddy, do something." She pleads, tugging on her father's sleeve. "Give me a minute, baby. Let me think of something." He says, stroking her cheek. He treats her in the sweetest, softest way possible, which only makes me smile and feel mellow. "We can order in from the Italian place we order from and have dinner on the patio. If that's ok with you, (Y/N)." Calum suggests. Joy is looking at me with puppy eyes, trying to get me. "I am in." I surrender and Joy jumps excitedly. "You will meet Duke as well." She squeals, making both me and Calum snicker. "Well, the night just gets better and better." I comment, walking next to them.

Calum made the table while Joy and I played with Duke, who seems to be as energetic as the toddler. Joy seems to want to show me every corner and nook of the house before dinner is served. "Now, I know that this is not what we promised, but I hope it is still good." Calum announces, entering the living room where Joy and I are. "I am sure it is going to be even better." I reply, smiling at the man who is staring at me softly. "Let's go eat then." He motions us to get to the patio. Joy skips outside, but Calum waits for me to exit from the room to get out as well. "You really have a lovely place." I comment as we walk out. "If I knew you would be coming over, I would have tidied up a little bit." He replies and I chuckle lightly. "Please, you have a toddler running around. The house is the neatest one I have seen of single-parent families." I reply and he hums. "I am pretty lucky Joy's room is huge so she plays in there." He states as we reach the table. Joy is already sitting on her chair, grinning at us as she waits for us to be seated so we can begin eating. Calum pulls out the chair for me, making me turn to him and mouth a thank you. "Well, it is a good thing that we aren't in the restaurant... I have the 2 most beautiful girls on my table, everyone would be cursing me for it." Calum compliments us as he sits on his chair. Joy giggles loudly, looking at her dad lovingly. I feel myself blushing, eyes instantly falling on my plate as a way to battle the awkwardness I feel inside me; not that I didn't enjoy the compliment. "(Y/N), would you like some wine?" Calum asks me, taking the bottle from the cooler. "Yes, please." I respond, handing him the glass from in front of the plate. "Daddy, will I drink wine as well?" Joy asks; she is clearly teasing him, her grin reminding me of the Cheshire Cat. "This is very funny, Joy. Would you like carrot or orange juice?" He asks her, pouring me a glass of wine. "Carrot, please." She giggles and Calum smiles at her. He pours himself a glass of wine as well, before he opens her juice box and pours it in a fancy glass. "What should we drink to?" Calum asks, picking up his glass. "To Joy, for being such an incredible performer last night and for graduating preschool." I salute, holding my glass up. "To Joy." Calum agrees, helping Joy cling her glass with us. "Ms. (Y/N), you have to try the meatballs. They are very tasty." Joy says, picking up the fork as I take a small sip of my wine. "Are they?" I ask and she nods excitedly. "Joy can eat the whole container if you let her. So, please, for the love of God, get one before she does." Calum encourages me, bringing the platter in front of me. "I don't think she will. She is a good girl, she will let us eat." I state, picking up a meatball while winking at Joy. "Obviously you have never seen her eat." "Ms. (Y/N) ate lunch with me when I was mad at Zoe." Joy chimes in, making Calum look mortified. "Why didn't you tell me, princess?" He asks, scooting closer to her. "It was for a little bit, daddy. I was not mad at her after." She explains, struggling to twirl her spaghetti with her fork. "I didn't know. Thank you for that..." Calum turns to me, truly looking grateful for that. "It was nothing, really. I had the best time hanging out with her. She has a wild imagination." I reply, cutting a piece from the meatball. "That she has. She tells the wildest stories." "Does she? Well, I shouldn't have doubted that with all the traveling you two have done." I reply and Calum nods, flashing me a smile. "Going from country to country has its perks..." He replies and takes a bite off his food. "Which city has been your favorite this far, Joy?" I ask the little girl who is munching on her food. "Which one was with the pretty paintings and Moana, daddy?" She asks, looking at Calum who tries not to burst out laughing. "Paris. She means the Louvre museum and Disneyland..." Calum explains and I gasp. "You've been to Louvre? Uh, I have always wanted to go there. Did you like it?" I ask Joy excitedly. "Yes, it was so cool. There were many drawings and men made of stones... It was amazing." She replies, eyes sparkling with excitement. "Any plans on traveling this summer?" I ask, turning to look at Calum. "I have recording for the new album, so no. At least not for work. We might visit Australia this summer though, so Joy can spend some time with her grandparents." He replies, pinching her nose. "Australia?" I ask surprised. "I am from there. I grew up there and left when I was 16 for the band." "Wow, I would have never guessed. You don't have an accent, at least I didn't hear one..." I state and he cackles. "I think it is after all these years of living here. I do get an accent on some occasions, though." He responds; I catch myself thinking that I would love to listen to him talk with an accent. "What are your plans for now that schools are out?" He asks me, snapping me from my thoughts. "Nothing in particular. I want to visit my sister and her children at some point, for sure hit the beach every other day. But I kinda go with the flow." I reply, thinking how boring this must sound to him. "To be honest, if I had to deal with 20 toddlers for 9 months or so, I would also want to just let the wind blow me whenever. It must feel good not having to be around children for a few months." "Not really. I love being around children, that's why I am working as a teacher. I really get all the love from them, so it is very weird to me not going to school every day and being with them." I reply and Calum looks at me in a way that I cannot pinpoint what it is exactly. "I am impressed, really. I could not do what you are doing and be so good at it and remain positive about it." He says softly, his comment made me feel warm inside.

After having dessert, Calum excused himself and Joy, to go upstairs and get her to bed. I suggested leaving so they could be more comfortable, but Calum insisted I stay for one last glass of wine. I don't know what made me say yes without a second thought; screw this, I know damn well that the more time I spend around him, the more my stomach tightens and my heart beats faster. It is no lie that I am attracted to him.

I lounge on the couch, scrolling through my phone without paying too much attention. I feel kind of nervous about being alone with him, not intimidated, but the kind of weird you feel around the age of 15, being alone with your crush. "Sorry it took so long. She almost fell asleep while brushing her teeth." Calum says as he walks to the couch. I move so there is enough space for him to sit, locking my phone and pouting it back in my clutch. "Don't worry. I know how difficult the bedtime routine can become." I assure him as he sits down, fixing the couch cushions so he can be more comfortable. "To be honest, she was way past her bedtime. But she was excited you were around today. She really loves you." He comments and I chuckle sarcastically. "I can assure you that in a year from now, she won't even remember me." "Must be sad... All those children coming in and out of your life every year and none sticking around." He sighs. I shrug my shoulders. "There is nothing I can do about it other than making sure they get all the love I can give them in the year I am in their life." I reply, leaning against the back of the couch. "You truly are magnificent." He comments, almost under his breath. "Why, thank you very much..." I chuckle. "So, wine or something else?" He asks me, sitting up to bring the drinks. "I'll stick with wine. I am not a keen drinker, so I really don't know what will happen on this glass." I giggle and he nods his head. "I used to be able to hold my liquor." He comments as he picks the glasses and the bottle. "What happened then?" I ask. "I was left alone with a baby to care for and my tolerance almost vanished." He replies, pouring the wine. "It must have been hard for you." I truly feel sorry for him and of course for Joy; they both deserve better. "It was in the beginning, I am not going to lie. But I got around to syncing with her and I had so much help from everyone. Even my sister moved from London for the first year. She dropped everything to help me raise her." "Your sister's in London?" I ask him and he chuckles. "Used to be. After leaving it for me and Joy, she decided to stick around here in case we need her. She stays in New York and she makes incredible music there. Not that she wasn't in London, but New York is definitely her city." "So, your family is filled with talented musicians or..." I ask and he laughs, pulling back the corners of his mouth and revealing his dimples. "It's just the Hood siblings. I don't know how it happened..." He replies, handing me my glass. "How come you named her Joy?" I ask, pointing upstairs to where the toddler is probably sleeping. "It's my mother's name. Plus, after her mother left, she pretty much became the only source of happiness in my life." He plops on the couch. "Yeah, she really lights up your whole mood. I remember when you brought me the flowers and the drawing. I had just gotten out of a bad relationship and a nasty break-up and she just made my spirit a lot better." I say, sighing at the remembrance of that period of my life. "Wanna know a little secret?" He asks me. "Sure." "She had heard you and the other teacher talking about your break-up and I asked her if she knew why you were sad that day when I came to pick her backpack... And of course, she told me." He admits. "So, you knew... God, this is so embarrassing." I whine, covering my face with my hand. "No, it is not. It is humane and if I am being honest, I should be the one feeling embarrassed. I got into your personal matters..." He states and I brush it off. "No, you didn't. You just asked why I was sad... Nothing more." I assure him. "Anyway, I am glad you got your spirit back. And let's be honest, it's surely his loss." He clings his glass to mine. "Guess our exes both lost..." I reply before I sip my wine. "Yeah, they did." He chuckles.

"How come you stayed single?" I ask him. "Well, do you know many women my age who would like to get in a relationship with someone who has a child?" He asks me. "I wouldn't mind." I reply in a heat of confidence. He stares at me for a moment, as long as it takes me to curse myself for blurting that out. "I am sorry, I shouldn't have said that... Now it is all awkward, oh God." I panic, looking away from him and letting the glass on the coffee table as I stand up from the couch and take a few steps away. "No, no... Don't be. This isn't awkward..." He states, standing up from the couch as well. "Yeah, I can clearly see that from the way you are looking at me..." I say sarcastically. I feel like jumping out of my skin right now. "(Y/N), I didn't freeze because this is awkward." He giggles, walking a few steps towards me. "Then why?" "I froze because... Well, I don't know how to say this..." "Use your own words, take your time... Don't mind me dying from awkwardness..." I mutter under my breath. "Well... I froze because I kinda like you, a lot. And I am glad that your ex broke up with you when he did because that means that I can actually ask you out. On a date when I promise my daughter will not be present. If you say yes, of course." He states, smiling as he waits to see my reaction. He is just a step away from me, making me look up at him. "For real?" I ask, digging my nails in my palm to assure myself I am not dreaming. "For real." He replies, still waiting for my response. "I actually love this idea." I reply, causing the smile on his face to spread. "Good, cause I really wanted to take you out without Joy on our feet." He replies, smirking at me.

(Calum's POV) I make sure to get away from the rest of the guys before I scroll through my contacts and press on hers. I know she is probably sleeping, it is too early for her, but I wanna listen to her voice right off sleep. "Hello?" I hear her say groggily. I smile and look around me, making sure no one can hear me. "Hi, baby. Good morning." I am 100% sure she can hear the smile in my voice. "Good morning. How are you, love?" She asks me; I can surely hear the smile in her voice. "I am good, in the studio having a break and I wanted to hear your voice." I say and she moans. "I am so sure that this sleepy voice sounds so hot..." She says sarcastically. "It does. In fact, your morning voice sounds so hot, I think that I can get Luke to babysit tonight so you can stay over." I suggest and she hums. "I think I like that. A lot. I've missed you. A lot." She replies. "I've missed you too. I can't wait to see your gorgeous face tonight." "What time should I get to your place?" "Maybe at 8, so we can have dinner together..." "Sounds good to me. Should I bring anything?" She asks me. "Just what you'll need to stay over. I gotta go talk to Luke. I'll call you later, ok?" "Ok. Have fun at the studio, see you tonight." She yawns before hanging up.

I slip the phone back in my pocket before I walk back inside, plopping next to Luke on the couch. "Hey, mate. Did I tell you that this shirt looks good on you?" I try to get to his good side. "What do you want, Hood?" He asks without taking his eyes off the screen. "Can you babysit Joy tonight? Like the whole night and I pick her up in the morning..." I plead and he looks at me most weirdly. "Are you kidding me?" He exasperates. "Remember that I made you Joy's godfather because you promised you would babysit so I can go out on dates?" I remind him and he groans. "And you have been abusing this the past few weeks! You should be careful who you are sleeping with..." "Miss me with the preaching. I am seei ng the same person." "You are?" He asks surprised. "Yeah, but you are not going to say a word." "Sure... Do I know her?" He asks, whispering under his breath. "Ms. (Y/N)..." I mutter under my breath as well. "What?" He asks again. "I am dating Ms. (Y/N)." I repeat and he looks at me in a way that screams 'I knew it'. "But she is your daughter's teacher and it is not ethical and you just invited for dinner to thank her for being such an angel." He mocks me and I roll my eyes. "You can mock me all you want." "How long have you been dating?" He asks me, toning down. "Since the summer fest. Well, we started going out a couple of days after, so two months now." I reply and he smiles at me. "I knew you looked different. Does Joy know?" He asks me. "No, we don't want to get her involved yet. We see how things go for now." "And how things go?" "She is amazing. Really. She is sweet, caring, smart. She likes Joy and understands me. And I have not felt like this ever again." "And she is obviously good at... You know..." He winks at me. "You are disgusting. But oh fuck, yes. So, will you please keep Joy again tonight?" "I really cannot stand in the way of your happiness, can I? I can keep her for tonight and tomorrow night if you want." He offers, patting my back. "No, just tonight. I don't want to push her into this... One step at a time." I state and he nods. "I am happy for you. Really." He says, patting my shoulder.

I am behind the door the moment she rings the doorbell. I practically pry it open in a second, finding her smiling at me. There is no pause before I pull her in and bring my lips to hers, cupping her face in my hands. She responds, shutting the door with her foot before I pull her to the couch without parting from her. "I need to breathe." She giggles, pulling a little away. "Sorry. I am just excited to see you." I can't help smile as my eyes scan her. "Yeah, I can tell. Joy is not here, is she?" She asks, freezing for a minute. "Luke picked her up an hour ago." I reply and she cocks an eyebrow at me, smirking mischievously. "Thank God for Luke." She whispers, slipping her hands under my t-shirt. "Thank God for Luke." I repeat, holding her face in my hands. "So, should we have dinner now or after?" I ask her while she licks her lips. "Definitely after. We will need the calories then." She responds, looking at me cockily. "Oh yeah?" I ask her, kneeling to pick her up. She wraps her legs around my waist, holding onto my shoulders and giggling as I carry her upstairs to my room.

I watch her as she takes off her top and drops it on the floor before she leans down and kisses me, just as I am about to go up the stairs. "Are you trying to make me lose my balance?" I ask her, watching her smirk spread on her face. "This is not my aim. I didn't know that this would have such a big impact on you." She replies, wrapping her legs tighter around my waist. I hum sarcastically, walking us up the stairs to my room. "You are aware that I am totally capable of walking up the stairs by myself, right?" She asks me, stroking my cheek softly. "I know. I just like to touch you in any chance I have." I reply, pushing the door open with my knee. "That actually doesn't sound half bad." She smiles as I lay her down on the bed, hovering above her before leaning down to kiss her. "You like being touched, pretty girl?" I ask her, stroking down her arm as she bends her knee to give me space between her legs. I look at her body, chest clad in just her bra, while still in her jeans. She looks magnificent, something that should have been in an art museum. But she is in my bed, looking at me, and unlike a museum exhibit, I am allowed to touch her. "I love being touched by you." She whispers, taking my hand in hers and guiding it down her torso. I stroke her sides, watching as she responds to my touch by having goosebumps jump on her skin. "I will need more than that..." She states, arching her body. "You will?" I ask her, leaning up and bringing my lips to hers, just stopping a few inches before I kiss her. She hums and I smile, bringing my hand to unbutton her jeans, opening it up just to reveal her panties. I engulf her lips with mine, putting my hand inside her jeans, but above her underwear, not giving her what she wants just yet.

She moans in the kiss as I touch her, bucking her hips up to get more of my fingers on her clit. "Calum..." She moans my name, tilting her chin back and breaking away from the kiss. I kiss down her neck while I rub her clit in soft circles. "Tell me, what do you want, baby?" I ask her, moving to her soft spot. "I don't know. I want it all. I want you." She cries out, voice breaking at the end. "Oh, yeah? Well, then I guess I should give you everything you want..." I bite into her neck before I move down to let her out of her jeans. I catch a glimpse of the wet patch on her panties, making my mouth salivate; I need to taste her. My fingers tangle into the hem of her panties, pulling them down slowly, and stroking her thigh on my way down. "Spread them more for me, baby." I demand, gripping onto her hips to move her closer to my face.

I touch her outer lips, watching her as she writhes under my touch. I bring my lips to plant kisses in there, getting her a little more excited. I use my fingers to spread her lips, rubbing my thumb over her clit a couple of times, before my tongue finds its way to her slit. I flick it over the head of the clit making (Y/N) sigh in pleasure. She gets more desperate as I suck on it, slipping 2 fingers in her entrance. "Use the fingers with the rings on." She pleads, making me smirk. "You like my rings so much, baby?" I ask her after I let her clit go with a pop. She nods her head, tangling her fingers in my hair. "You have no idea..." She mumbles and I chuckle. "Let's see how you react to this then..." I slip my middle and forefinger inside her, all the way to where my rings start. She arches her back of the mattress, pulling at my hair a little as the cold metal comes in contact with her sex. "Caaal..." She whines, pulling at my hair. My tongue moves faster on her clit, deciding that I either go big or go home. I watch her writhe as she pushes my head more on her pussy, while her thighs press my ears. She is absolutely losing it, getting me even hungrier for the moment I will get to taste all of her, every single drop. Her hips try to buck against my face while her mouth becomes foul and vulgar. My tongue swirls on her clit in 8 figures, at the same time my fingers pound on her cervix. My rings are now coated with her wetness, something that makes me feel my stomach flip in excitement. "Cal, I can't... I wanna cum. Please..." She almost cries; I look up to find her face tensed and red. She is clenching around my fucking fingers and all l can think of is feeling her around my cock, having her underneath me, and looking at her as I pleasure her. "Fucking cum, then." I free her clit for just a second before I graze my teeth over it and get back to business. I continue pumping her, flicking my tongue over her clit again and again, until she screams and lets go, pushing my face on her pussy and pulling at my hair. "Oh God, I love you..." She screams as I still finger her to make her orgasm longer. I stop and take a look at her, trying to figure if I heard correctly.

She seems to realize what she said after a moment. She lets go of my hair and scoots away from me, sitting up and pulling the bedsheets to cover her body. She stares at me like a deer in the lights of an oncoming bus. There is a moment when nothing is heard in the room until she decides to speak up. "I know I should not have said that. And I know it is too soon for that and I honestly don't expect to hear it back, but since it slipped there is no reason to try and hide behind my finger. So, yeah, I said that I love you and I do, but you don't have to say it back, right now or ever if you don't feel it. " She rumbles; I sit and stare at her, starstruck by the revelation. I really don't know how to respond to that; I sure know that there are feelings I have for her, but I am not sure if I am ready for the L word. "Listen to me for a moment and stop panicking, please. I do have feelings for you. I have not felt like that since Joy's mother. But that woman made me hold back from opening up to another human again, in this type of relationship. I don't know when I am going to be ready to, but I want you to know that when I am going to say the words you want to hear, I will mean them like never before." I crawl closer to her before I cradle her face in my palms. She bites her lip and nods before she looks down. "Are you mad at me? For saying what I said?" She asks hesitantly. "You've just told me that you love me. I would be a total douchebag if I had gotten mad at that. It actually feels good, knowing that I am loved." I reply, pushing her chin up and kissing her nose. "Yeah, but I kinda ruined the mood..." She is still hesitant, sounding guilty for no reason. "I can prove you wrong... In just a mere second." I reply, lowering my lips to her mouth. She parts her lips for me, letting the bedsheet fall from her body. She lays on her back, pulling me to lay on top of her as her toes hook in the waistband of my sweats. She pulls them down, making me smile against her lips while my hand cups her face to keep her close to me.

"Eager to get me naked?" I ask her, moving my lips to the side of her mouth. "Aren't you? Being naked is so much better than being restricted by clothes..." She smirks at me, her whole face contorting. "In some settings, it is frowned upon." I tease her. "I promise I won't frown when you wear your birthday suit." She cups my face, making me look at her. I grab the back of my t-shirt and raise it over my head, dropping it to the side. "All of it. I want to see your body in all its glory." She almost demands it, running her hands over my chest. "If I am naked, so should you." I kiss her neck, tugging at the front of her bra. "Your wish is my command..." She replies, reaching behind her back to undo her bra. I work on taking off my sweats, well at least get them completely off. "We need a condom..." She reminds me as my lips plant kisses in the valley between her breasts. "Right, we do..." I murmur, sitting up. "Don't go anywhere." I sigh, getting off the bed and walking into the bathroom. I rummage through the cabinet, reaching for the hidden place I have shoved the box of condoms. I pick up the last one, groaning for not remembering to buy more before inviting (Y/N) over.

I walk back into the room, finding her lying in bed, waiting for me with her legs spread and a smirk on her face. I wave the condom at her before I kneel on the bed. "It's my last one." I announce and she sighs a bit disappointed. "It's alright. We can pick some later." She smiles, looking at me with those eyes that make my stomach melt. "We better make this round a good one then..." I murmur, tearing the wrapper of the condom with my teeth before I roll it along my length. "It's always a good round with you." She chuckles, her smile spreading and turning into a mellow, loving one. I hold my cock with one hand and spread her lips with the other. She raises her hips in the air to help my slide in her easier. And the moment I am inside her, I fucking lose it. I whine like a dog as she wraps around my length, burying my head in the nook of her neck. "I always forget how tight you feel around me." I groan, digging my teeth into her skin. She bucks her hips on mine slowly, grabbing onto my biceps and dragging her nails down until she wraps her fingers around my wrists. "I never forget how good you are at this..." She whispers, bringing her legs around my waist. She is pulling me to get deeper and deeper in her, getting me to glue my hips on hers. She yelps as I stay there, letting her feel every inch of me. I raise my hand to stroke my thumb over her bottom lip, but her fingers remain wrapped around my wrist. "Need more..." She whimpers, tilting her head to the side. "More?" I ask her, slamming my hips on hers once more. She closes her eyes and whimpers, her grip around my wrist tightening. "Faster..." She almost demands. I look at her face as she falls into pleasure more, while my body moves against hers. "You sure you can handle it? I can barely move inside you..." I taunt her, pinning her down on the bed harder. She looks at me and nods, her eyes showing innocence, but her body getting on fire. She makes my stomach tighten as I take her, my brain going numb at how good she fucking feels.

I thrust in her faster, but give her short thrusts, wanting nothing more than to mess with her, make her crave me more, bring her to the point where she wants to beg for me. She fucking jolts as I hit something right inside her, cursing me out. "Don't fucking stop. Do it again." She moans, digging her nails in my wrist. "You think you are in a position to command me, love? You will fucking have to beg for me." I slow down, making her gasp. Her eyes go wide, her body spasming and moving her hips to mine. She becomes desperate, frantic to get what she wants, but she realizes that I will stand my ground. "Please, do that again. It felt so good. Please. You make me feel so good, don't you want to make me feel good? Please, please make me feel good. Only you know how." She cries out, getting my head heavy with thinking how badly I want to keep her down and ravage her. "Not enough, princess. I will need more." I whisper in her ear, biting on her earlobe. "Princess?" She asks surprised. "Yeah, don't you like the pet name?" I ask her. I watch as her eyes sparkle with excitement. "Love it... Can you call me that again? And again? And again?" She asks, moaning and throwing her head back. I do not reply to her, instead, I bite into her neck and let my teeth mark her skin as I give her everything I have, spreading her legs more so I can find the spot that drove her crazy again. She reacts to it, by bucking her hips up and taking me deeper. "You are driving me insane, Calum..." Her voice is breaking, but she is smiling at me as she takes me, so my mind rushes back to the moment she said she loves me, recreating the moment in my head and feeling the punch in my stomach as I felt it on the first time. Only this time, it doesn't scare me, it doesn't surprise me; it gets me fucking excited for more. Her walls are clenching around me, while I feel myself throbbing inside her, gasping for air as I drive my cock as deep as I can. "Cal..." She whines, digging her nails in my skin as she cums. Her face is contorted; she is deep into pleasure, eyes shut but lips stretching into a smile. "Fuck... Where should I cum?" I ask through gritted teeth, holding back from cumming in that condom. "Stomach. Or chest. Or mouth. Wherever you want." Her voice is breaking, she is trying to ride through her orgasm. I pull out, kneeling on the mattress as I prop myself between her legs. I stroke myself as she plays with her nipples, looking at my movements. I stare at her, devouring the sight as I drive myself towards my orgasm. I cum on her stomach, groaning and losing my balance as I close my eyes and throw my head back, my brain replaying how good it felt when I was inside her. I collapse on the mattress next to her, smiling from ear to ear as my body still tingles with excitement. "I need a cigarette." I state, reaching for the nightstand. "I need to clean up." She says, trying to get off the bed. I push her back down, pushing my eyebrows together as I look at her. "Where do you think you are going, missy?" I ask her, throwing the packet of cigarettes on the bed. "To the bathroom, to clean up. Can't stay with the cum on my stomach..." She replies, giggling as I kiss her neck. "I'll bring you a towel, baby." I offer, kissing her lips before I push myself off the bed. I wet a towel, squeezing the extra water off it before I skip into the bedroom, finding her laying on the bed, waiting for me. I walk up to her, leaning down to clean her up. "You look pretty with my cum coating your body, though..." I comment as I run the towel on her skin. "I know... But it would be a pity to stain those bedsheets. They look... expensive, to say the least." She makes me chuckle at her comment. "I have a four-year-old toddler, who up until last year thought that everything is a canvas. Those are from Walmart. But thanks for the compliment, they do look good." I smile and press a kiss below her navel. "Looks like we have things in common..." She yawns, running her fingers through my hair. "Are you tired?" I ask her, crawling on top of her. "No, but I think I will need food, soon." She purrs. "I can take care of that. But we will need to go buy some condoms before that. Because I plan more fun things for us after dinner." I kiss along the length of her collarbone. "Ok..." She moans, resting her head to the side, giving me access to her neck. "Then we need to get up and off this bed before I get more excited..." I whisper. "Yeah, we should..." She moans again, reaching her hand down my abdomen, touching my shaft with her fingertips. "(Y/N)... I am serious... I am out of condoms and I don't want to start something I cannot finish..." I gasp as her fingers stroke me. "Yeah, I totally agree with you." She licks her lips, smiling at me. I roll my eyes at her and get off the bed, holding my hand out for her to take it. "Fine. But you are being a meanie right now." She pouts and I chuckle. "I plan on making that up later." I kiss her nose before I reach to pick up my clothes. "Actually, do you want to stay here? There is no need to take you along for just condoms..." I ask her. "No, I wanna come along. We barely go out together, so if 7/11 runs for condoms is what I can get at this moment, I'll take it." She replies, slipping in her panties. "Do I sense some bitterness in that comment, Ms. (Y/N)?" I turn around, faking a shocked expression. "I am not complaining. I just wish we could go out like a normal couple. But I get why we can't now." She replies, tilting my chin up with her fingers and leaning in for a kiss.

(Y/N's POV) Even though it is dark outside and at this time of the day no one can see us, Calum is still wearing his 'camouflage' cap and dark sunglasses. "Do you have to do that all the time?" I ask him, tagging at his sleeve as we walk inside the store. "Is it bothering you?" He asks me. "No, it's not what I meant. I meant, like, you are forced to do that all the time?" I ask him again, making him hum and shrug his shoulders. "Kinda got used to it after all these years. And before you ask, Joy thinks this is a game, so she kinda likes it." He replies, wrapping his arm around my waist. "Well, this is a new..." I comment on the sudden move. "What?" He asks me confused. "The arm. You've never done that before in public." I explain and he chuckles. "Does it feel weird?" He asks, trying to take his arm away, but I tangle my fingers with his and keep it on my hip. "I actually adore it. You should definitely do it more often." I suggest and he smiles. "Ok then." He replies, pressing his lips to my forehead; I can tell that before doing that, he looked around to make sure no one is watching or recording.

We walk to the personal care items, scanning through the shelves as Calum looks for his brand. "Any preferences?" He asks me. "Whatever we were using before. It worked fine." I reply, looking at him as he checks the boxes. "Let's go then." He says, reaching to put his arm around my waist. "Ms. (Y/N)...?" I hear someone ask from behind us. I freeze on my feet, scared to turn around, but the person calls my name again. I turn around, finding Mrs. Robertson, one of the parents from preschool. "Oh, hi Mrs. Robertson. How are you?" I ask, smiling at her. "Good, good. Strange bumping into you in here. I didn't know you live in this area." She comments, looking me up and down with a judgemental look. "Uh, visiting a friend. Had to pick some stuff up for dinner." I say, brushing it off. But she seems to not be paying attention to me at this moment, eyes scanning behind me. "Mr. Hood. It's so good seeing you as well. How is Joy?" She asks, stretching her neck to look behind me. I close my eyes, regretting not staying home. "We are good. How is Suzie?" He asks back, smiling at her. "She is good. We should arrange a play date soon. Suzie has missed Joy." She responds and Calum nods. "Of course." "Well, I think that I should get going. Christopher is waiting in the car. It was lovely seeing you both. I hope you have a great night." She smiles at us. "You too." We reply in unison, watching her as she walks off.

I turn to Calum, looking at him in complete shock. "Well... That was... awkward..." Calum states as I walk back next to him. "By the new school year, the whole school is going to know." I cover my mouth, panicking at the thought. "Well, we are not doing anything wrong. We started dating after Joy's graduation, so it is not punishable. I want you to relax and not think about it for now." He tries to assure me, turning my head so I am looking at him before he leans down and kisses me. I am shocked for a second, but he is hugging me now, holding me close to his body and making every doubt melt. "Lots of firsts tonight." I giggle as we part.

"How can you cook and look so damn good, at the exact same time?" I ask Calum, wrapping my arms around his waist and leaning my head on his shoulder blade. He simply chuckles, taking my hand in his and bringing it to his lips. "I am good at multitasking." He replies and I hum. "Yeah, I remember that from the last time you were talking on the phone with me and chasing Joy around the backyard." I say, moving to sit on top of the counter. "Now you mentioned her... It's her birthday in 10 days..." He says and I hum. "I remember that. You've been planning it for a month now." I reply and he cackles. "Yes, and she is excited about it. And I am excited about it. And I wanted to ask you if you'd like to come to the party... Maybe... No pressure." He says, leaving on the counter the spatula he was holding. "People are going to be there... Parents and my former students. Your friends, your sister, I have heard you talk to her about the party... And Joy is going to be there, which is the most important issue with me being on her birthday." I gulp down the lump in my throat. "Yes, people are going to be here, that's how parties work. But we don't have to tell anyone about us if you don't want to... Especially Joy. She is going to be excited just because her favorite teacher will be there. But if you don't want to, I am not going to pressure you." He says, moving in front of me and standing between my legs. He reaches for my face, stroking my cheek, and smiling at me. "No, no. I want to come, I know how much she loves birthdays and I want to be there for her and... for you... But are you sure you want me to be there?" I ask, biting my lip. "I wouldn't be asking you if I wasn't sure, would I?" He asks me, smiling softly. "Ok, then. I will be there. Perfect gift in hand and wearing my nice sundress." I reply, kissing the tip of his nose. "It means a lot to me. And for Joy. She will be over the moon that you'll be there." He replies, resting his hands on my thighs. "Can you finish cooking a bit faster? I am starving..." I whine and he chuckles. "Alright..." He says, moving back to the stove. "What should I get Joy? Is there anything she needs or wants that she doesn't have?" I ask, fiddling with my fingers. "Honestly, she has everything. You don't even have to bring her a gift." He replies, turning to look at me. "But I want to. It's her birthday..." I reply, making Calum sigh and shrug. "I don't know, baby. Get her whatever you feel like." He replies and I nod, pursing my lips together as I contemplate.

"Ready for bed?" Calum asks me, leaning against the door frame of the "Almost. I am putting on some lip balm and then we can sleep." I reply, showing him the tube of balm. "Wait, I have to try that." He says after I apply it, spinning me around and leaning down to kiss me. I squeal in the kiss, standing on my tippy toes to reach him. "Tastes good?" I ask, running my fingers through his hair on the back of his neck. "Horrible. I have to take it off for you." He replies, leaning back once more to kiss me. I giggle wrapping my arms around his neck. One of his arms goes around my waist, stroking the small of my back with his thumb. "I guess I can throw the tube away." I whisper, smiling at him. "No... You will put it on your lips and I will take it off them until this is empty." He replies, picking me up and carrying me to the bed. "I am not a toddler." I giggle, wrapping my legs around his waist. "Yeah, I know. But I like your body on mine. And I am going to have it on me for as long as I can." He replies, setting me on my side of the bed. "I kinda like that." I yawn, watching Calum climb on the bed as well. "I figured." He replies happily, pulling me on his chest after he lays down. "See, now you are going to spoil me and my bed will feel empty and pathetic without you." I pout, planting a kiss on his peck. "I am sorry for setting the bar high. But I promise I will get you sleeping on me whenever it is possible." He replies, resting his hand on my hipbone, under the waistband of my panties. "Yeah, yeah... I am sure you will." I sigh, curling up against him. "I promise that, baby. Even if I have to sneak you in and out of the house behind Joy's back." He says, making my stomach clench. "What if she doesn't like me as her daddy's girlfriend? What happens then?" I ask, supporting my body on my elbow. "I don't want to think about it. I really don't. She is my daughter, she will always come first. But I love you and I don't..." He says; I gasp after I hear those magical words, my heart sinking and then fluttering with happiness.

"What did you just say?" I ask, sitting up on my knees and looking at him. "What did I just say?" He looks at me confused, but then his face changes like he has been struck by lightning. "I just said I love you..." He says, sitting up as well. "But just 2 hours ago you said..." "I know what I said, (Y/N)... I just..." "So you didn't mean that? Or you didn't mean what you said now?" I ask, looking at him dumbfoundedly. "No, (Y/N), can you stop for a moment and let me think?" "You need to think about whether you love me or not?" I ask, looking at him in total confusion, eyebrows knitted and eyes half-closed. "I know I love you, ok? I love you. There, I said it. I love you so much that I am scared of losing you in case Joy doesn't like you. I love you so much that at the thought of losing you, I panicked and let it slip, when I wanted the moment I would tell you to be special, but instead, I screwed this up. I love you. I didn't say it because you said it, I didn't say it because I am scared I will lose you if I don't say it. I said it because I feel that I love you, I know that I love you, I knew before you said you love me." He panics, chattering up as he falls deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole. I move to hug him, letting his head rest on my shoulder to stop him from ranting. "I love you. This is all that matters. I don't care that it slipped or that the moment wasn't perfect, I care that you feel it. And it is enough for me." I assure him, holding him close and stroking his shoulder. "It is? You didn't want like, fancy settings and candles and shit for me to tell you?" He asks me, tilting his head up to look at me. "Please, I told you I love you while you were having your face between my legs. Anything other than that is an upgrade." I reply, kissing the top of his head. "I don't know, I kinda liked that you told me you love me while I was eating you out..." He leans up, pressing a kiss on my lips. I hum against his lips, pushing him down to lay on his back so I am on top of him, making him wrap his arms around my waist. "I wanna kiss you all day long." He murmurs, voice coated with sleepiness. "Good thing I wanna kiss you all day long as well..." I reply, trailing my lips down to his jaw.

(A week later) I walk into Calum's house, looking around for him or Joy as I try to figure out where exactly the party is held. I remember Calum mentioning having the party outdoors, so I make my way to the backyard, instantly being met by balloons and screaming children. I smile as I rush to Joy, tapping her little shoulder to get her attention. "Ms. (Y/N)... You are here." She cheers. I kneel to hug her, feeling more anxious than ever to be here, but at the same time happy and a little bit too excited. "Of course. Happy birthday, Joy. I wish you the best." I say, smiling at the toddler. "Thank you, Ms. (Y/N)." She takes her charming look, peeking at my hands to eye the wrapped gift I am holding. "Oh, this is for you. I hope you like it." I say as I hand her the present. "Thank you so much, Ms. (Y/N). I will put it on the table. You should go to daddy and he will give you a drink." She says, pointing to the table where the parents are seated. "I will." I say, standing up and waving her off before I walk to the table Calum is on.

"Hello everyone. Mr. Hood, happy birthday to your daughter. Thank you for inviting me." I say, trying to hold back from giving away our little secret. "Thank you for coming. Let's go get you a drink." He smiles at me, standing up from his chair and moving to get inside the house. I follow right behind him, thankful for getting away from all the judgemental stares. We get to the kitchen and Calum's first move is to corner me against the island and press his lips on mine.

"Thank God you are here. I was going insane..." He whispers, holding my face in his hands to kiss me again. "They are going to see us..." I try to pull away, but his touch is way too soothing. "I don't care, baby. I need to hold you for a little bit." He says, stroking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Tell me the words I want to hear." I beg him, bringing a smile to his lips. "I love you." He cheers, accompanying it with a kiss. "Again." I plead. "I love you." He repeats, tracing his thumb over my lips. "I love you." I say, resting my head on his chest. "So, what do you want to drink?" He smiles at me, still not letting me go as he presses me against the counter more. "Just soda. Parents are here and I don't want to make them think of me badly." "I can spike it up with a bit of vodka if you'd like..." He murmurs, lifting my chin with his fingers. "Just soda..." I reply, licking my lips as he brings his closer. "Just soda..." He repeats, bringing his mouth to engulf mine. I kiss him back, unable to resist him at this point. His hands grip on my waist, making goosebumps rise on my skin.

"Calum, Joy is asking when she is going to blow her candles..." A female interrupts us, making both Calum and I snap our heads towards her. The blonde woman smirks at us, approaching me, and extends her hand. "I am Mali, Calum's sister. It's nice to finally meet the girl my brother gets all fluster when he talks about her." She smiles at me sweetly, shaking my hand. I turn to look at Calum, who is scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. "I... I... Um, I am... It is nice to meet you too. Calum has told me so many things about you." I stutter, trying to put my thoughts together. She chuckles, shooting a look at Calum. "In a party full of toddlers and parents, and most importantly, your own daughter, you thought it was a good idea to make out with your girlfriend here and now?" She asks him, making Calum groan. "Have you seen her? How could I ever resist her?" He asks, pressing his lips to my forehead. "Get the cake, Hood. My niece is pouting." She shakes her head. "In a minute." He protests. "And to be sure you won't slack, I am taking (Y/N) with me." She says, throwing her arm over my shoulders. "Let me at least get her a drink." Calum sighs, shaking his head. "Go on, you have 10 seconds." She commands him, making me giggle. "You think it's funny, my love? Wait till she starts bossing you around too." Calum rolls his eyes, moving to the fridge to pour me my drink. "Don't worry, I won't. I just like to boss Calum around since he is my baby brother..." She replies, picking my drink from Calum before we start walking outside. "I am sorry you caught us like that." I mumble my apology, making Mali cackle. "Don't worry. I am actually kinda happy my brother is dating again. It's been so long since he was in love." She sighs and I nod my head. "I am glad I am the one he is in love with. Wanna know a secret?" I ask her and she nods. "I am in love with him too." I shrug my shoulders as I smile, earning a giggle from her.

We take a seat on the "parents" table, Mali asking someone to move so I can sit next to her. The stares are still there, and Mali must have sensed that, so she turns to me and smiles. "Any fun plans for the rest of the summer, Ms. (Y/N)?" She asks me, making me hum. "You can call me (Y/N). Please, call me (Y/N). And I plan on taking a trip with my sister and nephew. We are going to the beach, and we will make a road trip out of it. Which is a nightmare, anyone who has been in a car with a toddler for more than 20 minutes knows that it is a nightmare, but I love them, so I said screw this. Plus, I pretty much don't have any other plans until the beginning of the school year, so I am taking a road trip. What about you?" I ask her, realizing that I was just rambling from my anxiety. "New York is amazing during summer. You should come and visit. So after this party, and after I spend some time with my gorgeous niece, who I might even steal away from my brother, I will get back to New York and enjoy this summer." She replies, discretely winking at me. "I studied in New York, I loved it there. Although I spent most of my summers in Brooklyn, serving gelato to people with man-buns and pretentious names." I giggle. "Hey, what's wrong with man-buns?" The man I recognize as Luke asks, pretending to be offended. "Oh Gosh, I got in deep waters. Well, they are kinda lame, no offense." I giggle, shrugging my shoulders. "We have been telling you." Michael raises his cup to me. I cling with him, tilting my head to the side. "Ms. (Y/N), I have to admit that I did not expect to see you here today." Mrs. Robertson asks, cocking an eyebrow ironically. Of course, she had to comment and of course, she had to be snarky about it. I put on my smiley facet, turning to her to face her. "Well, Mr. Hood was the only parent who thought to invite me to a birthday party, so I couldn't say no to that. Had I been invited to other parties, I would have been there too." I smile at her, bringing my cup to take a sip. "Who is ready for the cake?" Calum shoots as he approaches the table with the cake, decorated with butterflies, sprinkles, and candles on top. I thank whatever God there is for the timing, standing on my feet as everyone gathers around to sing the birthday song for Joy, who is running towards her cake. Everyone gathers around her, singing the birthday song as she claps her hands. "Make a wish, baby." Calum kneels beside her, pecking on her temple softly. I smile at the sight, admiring how cute this is and how happy Joy looks, surrounded by people who love her.

"Guys, can you stay here for a bit? I want to talk to Joy for a second..." Calum says at the very few people that had stayed at the party. He looks at me, motioning me to follow him. I get up, walking by him before he takes my hand in his, raising it to kiss the back of it. "What are we doing?" I ask as we get inside the house. I can see Joy, sitting on the floor with Mali and opening the gifts people brought her. "I am tired of sneaking around. It is time I tell her. You are not going to leave me anytime soon, right?" He asks me, stepping in front of me. "I love you. I am not going anywhere." I assure him, smiling at my boyfriend. "Good. Cause I love you too." He reminds me, walking us further into the living room. "Mali, can you give us a second, please?" He asks his sister, who smiles at us as she gets up. "I will be outside." She says, patting my shoulder softly. "Joy, can we talk for a moment?" Calum asks, sitting on the floor so we can be on her eye level. "Sure, daddy." Joy replies, shifting her attention from the toy she is holding to us. "You are a big girl, so I want to tell you something." He says, trying to get to her good side. "Ok, daddy." She smiles and nods, looking at me now. "You like Ms. (Y/N), right?" He asks her. "I love her." She cheers, making me smile and take a breath. "And she loves you too, right?" He turns to me. "Of course." I smile. "Well, Ms. (Y/N) and I started going out together. Because we like each other. And now Ms. (Y/N) is my girlfriend. And I am her boyfriend." He explains, waiting for her reaction. "Oh..." She exclaims, making me hold my breath. "Oh?" Calum asks. "Yeah, that's good. Ms. (Y/N) is nice. And you are nice. So, it is good, daddy." She smiles at us, making Calum sigh in relief. "That means that Ms. (Y/N) is going to spend more time with us, and she might stay at our house sometimes. If it is ok with you..." Calum says. "Are you going to read me stories, Ms. (Y/N)? And draw with me?" She asks me. "Of course, honey. And we are going to have tea parties and play dolls and do whatever you want." I reply and she claps her hands together. "Good. Are you going to stay here tonight?" She asks. "I can't, honey. I didn't bring anything with me." I pout and she sighs. "I can give you clothes and toiletries... If you want to stay..." Calum offers and I smile. "Please, Ms. (Y/N)..." Joy brings her hands together. "Then I'd love to stay." I smile at both of them, making Joy squeal. "Ok, then. Ms. (Y/N) and I will be out with your uncles, ok? Aunt Mali will come here to play with you and I will come back to get you ready for bed." "Actually, can I ask for a favor?" I interrupt Calum. "Sure... Whatever you need." "It's weird calling me Ms. (Y/N). It's just (Y/N), and Joy can call me that if she wants to." I suggest, alternating between looking at Joy and Calum. Calum already calls me by my name when we are alone, so there is no need to keep it formal in front of Joy now that she knows. "Sure. Joy, is it ok to call her (Y/N)?" Calum asks the toddler who looks at me for approval. I nod my head and smile, making her smile as well. "Yes, daddy. I will call her (Y/N)." She replies, giving her dad a toothy grin. "Ok then. We will be outside, love. Have fun with auntie." He leans in to press a kiss on her forehead.

We stand up from the floor, finding Mali sitting by the window and giving us a thumbs up. "Eavesdropper..." Calum mumbles, wrapping his arm around my waist. "Just wanted to make sure you wouldn't screw up and traumatize my niece. But, great job actually." She giggles as she walks back to Joy. "Now what?" I ask, stopping Calum from walking further. "Well, it is time to show off to my friends a bit. They have been flaunting their girlfriends for far too long, now it is my time to show off my gorgeous girlfriend." He says, bringing his hand to my ass. He squeezes it, making me yelp happily. "So, I am a trophy, huh?" I ask, messing with him. "No... Just a little bit. Just a tiny little bit." He shows me how tiny with his fingers, making me giggle. "Show off then. But I will need something in return for that." I chuckle, wrapping my arms around his neck, bringing my body close to him. "Give me some time to put Joy to bed after I kick them out and I will pay you so well, you will be begging me for more." He whispers, taking his cocky smirk. I look at him with wide eyes, panicking over the scenario of being heard by Joy. "What?" He asks me, pecking my forehead. "I don't know if I can have sex with Joy sleeping down the hall." I whisper, making Calum hum. "I can keep you quiet. Plus, the rooms are soundproof." He winks at me, stroking his hand over my ass. "We can give it a try, I guess..." I shrug, smiling at the thought of Calum and me in bed.

Calum smirks, turning us so we walk outside, towards the table his friends are sitting. His hand is still on my waist and the smile stays on his face as we stop in front of the table. "Guys, have you met (Y/N), my girlfriend?" Calum asks, turning to smile at me. "Well, we all have. But not as your girlfriend." Luke says, smirking at me and Calum. "In that case... Hi, (Y/N)... It is great to finally meet you." Ashton stands up, moving to hug me. I know he is the toughest one, being Calum's best friend and all. So I can finally release the breath I am holding since Calum told me what we are doing. "It's great to finally meet you as well. I have heard so many things about you. All of you." I state, earning a scoff from Luke. "You've been digging our graves to your girlfriend while we couldn't defend ourselves?" Luke rolls his eyes, making me laugh. "He was actually telling me the great stuff. And I am glad he did because now I feel less awkward around you." I stand up for Calum, making him tug at my wrist and bring me to his hug, pressing a kiss on my forehead. "In that case, I am glad he talked to you about us too." Luke shrugs, smirking at his friend. "However, we only know your name and occupation. And that you practically have the Hood family whipped. So, you need to tell us everything, because Calum is secretive as fuck." Ashton says, glaring at Calum. "Well, not that secretive..." Luke mumbles as we all sit down. "He knew? Hemmings knew and we were in the dark?" Ashton exasperates. "Well, I babysit for him. And he went from letting me babysit once a year, to asking weekly. I figured out eventually and he had to tell me." Luke explains to everyone who is glaring at Calum shocked. "In my defense, he almost figured it out by himself." Calum raises his hands in the air. "Luke? Figured it out by himself? Do pigs fly now?" Michael asks, pointing at an offended looking Luke. "I would like to remind everyone that I am very smart." Luke states and everyone chuckles, almost simultaneously. "Is it always like that?" I ask Calum who smiles and nods. "Pretty much..." He pulls me to lean my head on his chest.

"Joy is snoring..." Calum announces as he walks into his bedroom. I take my eyes away from the book I am reading, the one I found on his nightstand, with the illustrated poems. I got lost in it as he prepped Joy for bed, so I take a moment to disassociate myself from the book before I can respond to Calum. "You look good in my t-shirt..." He compliments, pointing at the off-gray t-shirt with the v neck cut. "Thanks. It's soft and smells like you, so I am definitely stealing that..." I let the book back on the nightstand, taking a look at him as he takes off the clothes he was wearing at the party. I admire his body, how it flexes and moves, how the ink swirls on his skin, how his body looks toned but soft under the light. I stand up from the bed, moving to the door to close and lock it before I stand behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. "Let me..." I whisper, stopping his hands from taking off his pants. "Oh... Gladly." He replies as I step in front of him, letting my fingers drag on his skin. I kneel on the floor, looking up to him as I take off my t-shirt and throw it on the bed. "Thought you would be undressing me, not you..." He mumbles, reaching down to lift my chin with his fore and middle finger. "I will, in a bit... Just relax and let me work my magic..." I look at him innocently, batting my eyes at him. He nods his head right as my fingers move to undo the button of his jeans and lower his zipper. As I pull his jeans down, I take his boxers along, letting his cock slip out of them. He looks at me as I take his cock in my hand, stroking him slowly. I let my saliva dribble on it, letting him slide between my palm easier. I don't take my eyes away from him as I do, watching him as his face softens at the sight of me, being on my knees for him. I slide my knees on the floor, moving closer to him and flicking my tongue on his tip, rolling my hand on his length. I feel him harden, becoming bigger in my hand as I swirl my tongue around his head, tasting a little bit of precum on it. "Take it in your pretty mouth, love. Wrap your pretty lips around it..." Calum groans. I smirk as I tap his dick on my tongue, enjoying how into this he is. I lower my free hand between my legs, slipping it inside my panties and feeling me up. As I touch my clit, I take him in my mouth, slowly inching him inside it. I open my mouth wide, pressing my tongue in the underside of his cock. I roll my eyes back at how good he tastes, how warm he feels in my mouth. I feel tingly between my legs, my entrance begging for some attention right now. I bob my head on his cock, gagging slightly as I feel him reach the back of it. He hisses at the sensation, hand tugging at my hair slightly as he bucks his hips up, trying to gain more control of this situation.

I rub my clit vigorously, getting hot just by sucking him off, tasting him, seeing him lose his mind. I take his cock out of my mouth, stretching my tongue along his underside vein, feeling him throb on my tongue. "Feels good, baby? Having me on my knees, pleasing you? You like it...?" I ask, seconds before I take his balls in my mouth. He groans as I suck my cheeks in, still looking up to him, taking my most innocent look. He just smiles at me, reaching down to stroke my face as I slip my middle and ring finger inside me, pumping them on my spot as I release his balls and spit on his length, just a moment before I open my mouth and take him as deep as I can, letting him reach down my throat. I place my now free hand on his thigh, feeling up his muscles as he tenses up. "You like my cock in your pretty little mouth, little slut? You like sucking me off, it gets you excited, doesn't it?" He asks, watching my face as tears form in my eyes. I let him just fuck my mouth, keeping my mouth right open and just wiggling my tongue as he thrusts. He moans, getting a little too loud. "You are so good at this... So so good..." He praises me, throwing his head back. I cough on his dick, sending vibrations to his length as I gag, trying to get some air to my lungs. He pulls me by my hair, thrusting his hips on my face until only his balls are not in my mouth. My hand moves faster than ever on my clit, making me roll my hips on it involuntarily. He looks so damn good fucking my face, even though I am looking at him through the tears in my eyes. My throat is on fire, but one of his hands rests softly on my face, soothing me a little bit. "Wanna cum in your pretty mouth..." Calum whines, voice breaking as his thrusts slow down, body tenses up, and breathing becomes rushed and heavy. He pulses down my throat, hissing as he lets go, giving me every drop of his cum. I swallow it all as he pushes out of my lips, standing and watching me. I must be looking like a mess, tears rolling down my cheeks and face red and coated in drool and a little bit of his cum. My hand continues to roll on my clit, gasping as I feel myself getting close. "No, no... You take care of me... Let me return the favor." He gasps, kneeling on the floor. He pushes me on the bed, wrapping my legs around his head and moving my panties to the side, heading to devour my pussy at once.

His tongue laps on my wetness, fingers gripping on my thighs so tight that the skin turns white from the pressure. He moves his tongue in circles, not focusing anywhere specifically. One of his hands moves from my thighs down to my center, his fingers accompanying his tongue. He spreads my lips apart, moving his mouth to my clit and two of his fingers trace my entrance, just before he slips them inside me, thrusting them up to find my spot. I yelp and try to move away involuntarily, feeling the tingling sensation spread on every inch of my body. "Where do you think you are going?" He asks me, raising his face from my pussy just for that, before he wraps his lips around my clit and sucks, while also banging his fingers inside me. "Fuck... Fuck, you are good..." I mumble, bringing my hand to cover my face; Joy waking up and hearing us is the last thing I want right now. He hums, swapping his fingers for his tongue. His thumb is now pressing circles on my clit, moving from the head to the underside of it, stroking it slowly, while his tongue digs inside me, tasting me. He moans as he eats me out, enjoying it almost as much as I do. His lips in there feel like heaven; warm, wet, soft... He is too damn good, toe-curling good. My hand reaches down to tangle into his soft, messy curls, nails digging in his scalp accidentally. Before I could retract them, he gives me a throaty, deep moan, showing me that he likes them there. He takes his tongue out of me, pressing his soft lips on my outer lips, sucking lightly on the sensitive skin, biting it softly. He looks up at me, smiling wickedly as he sees me on the verge of losing control. "Let go, pretty girl. Cum on my face." He encourages me, moving his thumb faster. "Switch..." I moan breathlessly, wanting his fingers deep inside me and his tongue flicking on my clit. With a chuckle, he does as told, licking a stripe all the way up to my clit, while he shoves his fingers inside me, curling them up and moving them on the soft spot, provoking my orgasm. He wraps his lips around my bundle of nerves, flicking the tip of his tongue against the head of my clit. I feel the urge to shut my thighs, to get away from the tingling, torturing sensation. But there is a part of me that begs me to press his face against my pussy and get as much as I can from him. My stomach rises and falls as I struggle to breathe, my breath getting caught to the back of my throat with every little touch. "I can't... I need to cum... I think I am... Oh God, I am fucking cumming." I cry out, pulling at his hair and feeling my body jolt against his face. I throw my head back as I cum, arching a little off the mattress. "You taste so fucking good, pretty girl..." He whispers, kissing my inner thigh. I am still gasping for air as he crawls up to me, pressing a soft kiss on the tip of my nose. "Have I ever told you that you are too good at this?" I ask as he lays next to me. "A couple of times, yes." He strokes my hair and smiles. "Well, you are too good for my own good... Especially at this." I take a deep breath as I come down. "Am I, now?" He asks, kissing my neck. "Aha... And you should really stop this, my body is too weak for a second round." I whine. "I am just kissing your neck. You can't even resist that?" He asks, chuckling sarcastically. "Have you looked yourself in the mirror lately? You look, at your worst, like a Greek God... And today you are far, far from your worst..." I explain, smiling at him as he looks at me with a sparkle in his eyes. "You are making me blush." He chuckles, bringing his lips to mine. "I bet you've heard that a lot..." I comment and he chuckles. "Yeah, no... Before you, I hadn't had sex in over a year and a half. I wasn't flirting, I wasn't dating, I did nothing. Not so many compliments for me, so this is totally new for me." He explains and I scoff. "Yeah, cause fans don't droll over you, or leave thirst comments under every single one of your pictures." I cock an eyebrow. "It is different, coming from someone so close to me." He replies and I hum. "Ok then. I will make sure to remind you how gorgeous you are and that my knees get weak every time I see you, pretty often." I state as I get cozy on his chest. "That wouldn't be too terrible, actually." He says, stroking my hair. "We need to get dressed, unlock the door in case something happens and Joy needs you, and get under the covers. And then you need to snuggle me and whisper sweet nothings in my ear until I fall asleep, and hold me to your body until I wake up." I state, leaving a kiss on his chest. Calum groans in protest, not moving an inch. "Or, we can just lay here, and I will still whisper sweet nothings to you until you sleep and hold you to my body until you wake up." He suggests, voice sounding sleepy. "Sounds tempting, but I insist on my suggestion. So, move your incredibly gorgeous ass off the bed and follow through with the plan." I throw him a side smirk and get up from the bed, reaching for my clothes.

(Calum's POV) "Daddy, daddy... Wake up..." My daughter's cheerful voice wakes me up. I open my eyes quickly, finding her climbed up on the bed. "Hi, pumpkin... Good morning." I smile, looking at the toddler who is cradling her stuffed bunny. "Good morning, daddy. I'm hungry..." She pouts her little lips and I chuckle, nodding my head. "Go wash up and we'll go make breakfast." I stroke her hair before she gets off the bed. I turn to look at (Y/N)'s side of the bed, feeling my stomach sink as I don't find her laying there. She couldn't possibly have left... Or maybe she got scared and run off, panicked about the first morning she would be spending with Joy and myself as my girlfriend officially. "I am ready, dada..." Joy grins as she jumps out of the bathroom. "Let's go then." I smile and get out of bed, yawning and stretching.

I pick Joy up and carry her downstairs, making the cute munchkin giggle as I fix her up on the back of my neck. We walk into the kitchen finding (Y/N) in front of the stove. "You are here..." I sigh in relief, setting Joy on the kitchen island. "Good morning. Of course, I am here..." She smiles at us. I scan her body, clad in one of my t-shirts that is too long and baggy on her frame. "Good morning, (Y/N)." Joy chimes in, earning the attention from both me and (Y/N). "Good morning, princess. I hope you like chocolate chip pancakes..." (Y/N) smiles, bopping her nose. Joy "I love them." Joy screams excitedly, throwing her hands in the air. (Y/N) giggles, flipping the pancake in the pan. I hug (Y/N) from behind, tilting her head so my lips are on hers. She kisses me back softly, smiling against my lips. "Joy is watching us." She whispers, turning back to the pan. "Just kissing. People kiss all the time. She has seen almost all my friends kiss their partners..." I whisper, pressing my lips on her cheek. "Food is almost ready. Go take your seats." She changes the subject, taking the pancake out of the pan and turning the stove off. "Let's go, bub..." I pick Joy up and put her on her stool, while (Y/N) brings the pancakes on the island. "I'll bring plates and toppings. Any preferences?" I ask, helping her get on the stool. "Nutella for me, please." (Y/N) says, and Joy gasps. "You can put Nutella on pancakes?" She asks, her voice sounding like her world has been changed and built from scratch. "Calum, haven't you taught this child anything? Of course, you can, and they are yummy." (Y/N) replies; Joy looks at her like some kind of goddess... Honestly kid, me too... "Ok, Nutella and berries then..." I sigh and open the fridge.

"So what do you want to do today, girls? After breakfast..." I ask as I sit down, putting a pancake on Joy's plate. "Can we swim? In the pool? It is too hot, daddy..." Joy waves her hands in front of her face. "Sure. Is it ok with you, (Y/N)?" I ask, turning to look at her. "I don't have a bathing suit with me. I don't even have clothes with me." She replies and picks a pancake. "I can drive you to your house and pick some clothes up. We promise it will be fun." I try to convince her and she smirks. "I bet it will. But I have an even better suggestion for today." She sings, picking up the Nutella and spreading it on the pancake. "Let's hear it." I prompt her, causing Joy to mimic the way I look at (Y/N). "We can go to an amusement park. Like the one in Santa Monica pier. That way I won't have to go home to pick up clothes." She explains. Joy squeals, but my stomach becomes tight, fearing that what I might say next will disappoint both of them. "Baby, can you go check if Dukey has enough water on his water bowl?" I ask Joy, helping her get off the stool. "Yes, daddy." She cheers, running to the patio. "We can't, my love... I am sorry." I whisper to (Y/N), who looks at me with knitted eyebrows. "Why?" She asks; she is just like Joy when I say no to her, almost identical expression. "It's in public..." I mumble under my breath, taking my eyes away from her. "I see." It is all she says before she leaves her fork and knife on her plate and pushes herself off the stool.

"(Y/N)..." I sigh, standing up to move behind her. "No... I get it. There is no need. I am not fancy, or pretty enough for the rockstar to be seen with me in public. I am not like your ex, I bet I am not. So, the fewer traces you leave of you and me being together, so no public places, no risk of being seen together, people taking pictures, I get it. It doesn't mean I am fine with it, but I get it." She doesn't turn to look at me, but I can hear how hurt she is, how disappointed. "You cannot possibly be thinking this little of me..." I exasperate, moving in front of her to make her look at me. She turns her face away, but I catch a glimpse of her crying. "Just, let me go. I don't want to fight with Joy around, and for sure I don't want her to see me like that..." Her breath is shallow, she is almost sobbing. "Baby... I want you to listen to me, ok? Thank the Lord you are not like my ex. I am not ashamed of you. I would never do that to you. But I know that if we go out right now, me, you, and Joy, fans will freak out, harass you. Gossip sites will have a feast making up rumors and lies. I have seen what this does to people, I have seen people break up because of that, people who were in love. And I don't want this for us. I want to protect you, protect us from that. Keep it a secret for as long as possible, ease us into this part of our relationship being a topic for public judgment. Please..." I plead, head already hurting, body tensing at the fear of losing her. Eventually, she turns to look at me, face red and a little swollen. But she looks at me softly, wrapping her arms around my waist and burying her face in my chest. She stays silent for more than a minute, leaving me to just hold her and stroke her hair, trying to soothe her. "I am sorry." She whispers, raising her eyes to meet mine. I nod my head and lean down to kiss the tip of her nose, my body easing a little. "It's alright, I promise." I whisper back, holding her close to my body.

"Why are you hugging?" Joy interrupts us, walking right in front of us. "Because I had an even greater idea... Wanna hear it?" (Y/N) asks, kneeling to get on Joy's eye level. Joy nods her head, looking at (Y/N) with her warm eyes. "We will stay in, eat pancakes and build a fort and watch all the Disney movies we want. And braid our hair, and play with Dukey... Does it sound alright?" (Y/N) asks Joy, taking her little hands in hers. "Yes... Can we have pizza as well for dinner?" She asks excitedly, looking at me. "Whatever you want." I reply, smiling down at them.

(14 months later) / (Y/N's POV) "So, tour starts in a week, huh?" I ask, turning on my side and covering my body with the bedsheet. Calum smiles at me, opening his arms so I can rest my head on his chest. "Aha. It's a short one, though. Not like the one last year. I will be back in 11 weeks... And then I will be all yours for the holidays." He promises, resting his hand on my hip. "I know, I know. Joy asked me if I can sleep over while you are gone. Would that be ok with Mali? Would that be ok with you?" I ask, sliding up so my head can be next to hers, and with just a slight tilt I can kiss him all I want. "You don't even have to ask me. Mali adores you. Literally, she loves you more than she loves me. And Joy will probably become fuzzy and bratty if you are not around, so please, do as many sleepovers as you want." He replies, almost pleading me. "Ok then. I will tell her I can come over every Friday night if she is a good girl. So she will behave for Mali." I reply and Calum hums. "Since we are talking about you staying at my house, there is something I want to talk about with you." He begins, only pausing to kiss me softly. "I am listening. I mean, I am naked, on your bed, with my legs still numb, it's not like I can go anywhere to avoid you. So, speak up." I tease him, earning a hum from him. "I was thinking... Maybe after I get home from tour, you should come and live with us." He stutters, face becoming a little flushed. "Are you asking me to move in with you?" I ask, cocking an eyebrow at him. "Would that be so bad?" He asks, knitting his eyebrows together. "It would actually be the best thing ever. I like your house a lot better than mine, sooo..." I mess with him, earning a pinch on my shoulder. "Is that the only reason you are willing to move in with me?" He asks me. I hum, moving to straddle him and cup his face. "Can't think of another one, really." I reply, leaning down to kiss him. He reaches down to grip my thighs, digging the pads of his fingers into my skin. I moan in the kiss, feeling like his touch is sending waves of electricity in my body.

"Stay like that... Ride me..." He whispers; I chuckle, parting my lips as I kiss him, trying to push my hair off my face. "Please, ride me." He breathes out, gripping on my lap a little harsher now. "Are you serious? We just had sex." I ask surprised, looking at him as he licks his lips lustfully. "I am very serious. I need you. I need more of this, more of you. We have a week and I want to soak you up... Please, ride me..." He pleads, looking at me needily, hungrily. I lower myself until my heat is over his cock, feeling him as he hardens underneath me. "Will you help me? I need some guidance..." I look at him as innocently as I can, making him smirk at me softly. "Of course, my love. Whatever you need." He replies and I raise my hips in the air, reaching down to grab his cock and line him up to my entrance. I sink them, taking him inside me again, my body still in shock after my previous orgasm. I throw my head back, sighing as I feel him stretch me, placing my hands on his chest to keep my body from collapsing. "God, you look so good like that, my love..." He groans, raising his hands to rest on the curve between my hips and ribs. I raise my hips and thrust them down, changing the angle he enters me. I curve my movements, hips staying grounded as I do, feeling his tip hitting right where I need him. He guides me slightly by pulling at my body and keeping it down, making me grind on him a little.

It becomes harder and harder to draw breaths every second he stays inside me, as he throbs and pulses against my walls. My nails dig into his defined chest, creating little marks just below the feather tattoo that decorates his clavicle. His lips are parted as he takes in my face, how it morphs and contorts in pleasure, my body, as I spasm and shake and arch, my chest, as it rises and falls, drawing in breaths in complete and utter agony. "You feel so good inside me... So good..." I mumble, gulping down to prevent screams from accompanying my statement. Calum receives the compliment with a smile, which soon changes into lips in an o shape, tongue peeking out of them to lick the bottom lip. He looks like a sight no one should ever miss, lustful but soft, making my knees weak and stomach hurt just a tiny bit as my heart races.

My walls pulse around his member, making Calum grunt. "Already, baby?" He asks cockily while I bounce on him, feeling my stomach tighten. "It has been a hot minute since the last one. And this feels good... So good." I mumble, moaning in between. He doesn't respond. At least not with words. He brings one of his hands down my stomach, reaching all the way down to my sex, placing it over my clit before he begins stroking it. I want to tap out, I feel like my body is in overdrive of stimuli, becoming a little too sensitive. "This is not fair..." I mumble, my voice breaking at the end. Calum keeps on stroking my clit, bringing me closer and closer to what my body is craving. I feel my grip on his cock become tighter, causing Calum to groan and close his eyes, his face becoming tense. And that's when I cum around him, digging my nails into his skin and body jolting as I collapse, putting my forehead on his. Calum's breath is hitting my lips, short and shallow breathing coming out of his lungs. "Look at me, baby. Look at me as I fill you up..." He hisses through gritted teeth, thrusting his hips up. I open my eyes, looking into his; pupils are dilated, eyes glazed with lust. "Cum inside me, baby... Fill me up." I beg, gasping for air as my high prolongs while he thrusts inside me, hitting right on my spot. Calum breathes heavily, holding onto my body as he tries to reach his high. And when he does, I feel like I am going through a second wave, trembling as he cums inside me, dragging his nails on my skin and groaning, so loudly that I have to bring my lips to his to muffle him, avoid getting heard. He slams his hips up on mine one last time, smiling against my lips before he pulls out, still holding onto me. "I am exhausted..." I stretch my body, laughing lightly as I try to nestle against his chest. "I am too. But good exhaustion... The kind I wouldn't mind feeling every night." He replies, pressing a kiss on my forehead. "Mmm, that wouldn't be too bad, actually." I state and he chuckles. "I want you to stay with me, here, until I leave for tour. Let me soak you up, get enough of you before I am pulled away from you. And Joy will be less stressed about me leaving if you are here." He explains and I nod. "Cal, baby. You didn't need to convince me. I would either way. I have to take my dose of you before you leave. To keep me high while you are gone." I reply and he hums. "Ok, then." He replies, humming happily.

"Can I sleep with you tonight, (Y/N)?" I hear Joy's soft voice come from the door of the master bathroom. I spit out the toothpaste and rinse my mouth before I kneel to look at her. "Of course, sweetie. Are you feeling ok?" I ask her, placing my hands on her arms. "My tummy hurts a little." She pouts and points to her belly. For a second I freeze, contemplating if I should wake Mali up and drive the kid to the hospital. But then I remember that Calum has told me how she would lie about her tummy hurting to convince him to let her sleep on his bed. "Well, does the tummy really hurt?" I ask her and she looks at me with pleading eyes. "It's ok. You can sleep on the bed with me either way..." I encourage her and she pouts. "I just miss daddy..." She sighs and I nod my head, stroking her cheek. "Wanna know a secret, love?" I ask and she nods, placing her hands on my cheeks as well. "I miss him too. But, he is going to be back, and bring you so many gifts... He told me all about them. And then we are going to have so much fun in the holidays." I try to cheer her up. Which is successful, as she smiles and claps her hands together. "Really?" She asks. "Of course. Now, let's get ready for bed, ok?" I ask and she nods. "Did you brush your teeth?" I ask and she grins, showing me her pearly whites. "Do you have your bunny?" "I put her to bed, she was tired." She exasperates and I giggle. "Good. Then we should head to bed. It is pretty late, missy." I bop her nose and smile. "Will you read me a story?" She asks, batting her eyelashes at me. "Sure, darling. I have the perfect one." I pick her up and carry her to bed, tucking her in for the night.

"(Y/N), there is someone here to see you. Says it is urgent." Sue says as she walks into the teachers' lounge. "Ok... Sure..." I knit my eyebrows together, confused as of who would really be asking for me in such a formal way. Sue exits and in walks a woman, a little older than me, walking with a plethora of confidence. She has brown hair, pretty eyes, and a petite figure, a face so pretty she could really be a model. "Hello. How can I help you?" I smile at her, gesturing to the chair in front of my desk. "Hello. My name is Nina, and I am Joy's mother." She states, extending her hand for me to shake. I become petrified, the woman I have been hearing about for all this time, the one the left Calum and Joy years ago, is standing before me, smiling politely. "Oh, what a surprise. How are you?" I ask her, shaking her hand. "I am delighted to meet you as well. I have been seeing you with my family for so long, I had to meet you in person." She smirks, taking a seat. "I see. So, other than seeing me in flesh and bones, what else brings you here? I am sure you are aware that Joy is not my student anymore." I try to maintain my calmness to block her from intimidating me. "Of course. But, I am aware that you are practically raising my daughter and she seems to be happy with you around. So, I owe you a thank you for taking care of her for so long, and an explanation." She states. "With all due respect, Ms. Nina, I do not need an explanation from you for deserting your child and boyfriend." "But I am not here to explain that to you, Ms. (Y/N)." "Then?" "Recently, I contacted Calum again, met him while we were in the same city. And we decided, for the sake of our daughter, to give us a second chance. We want to give our daughter a healthy family." She explains. I look at her, blinking a couple of times as I try to let that sink in. "Calum has not told me anything about that." I stutter, feeling my stomach tingle. "I am sure he was waiting for the right moment. Maybe after he would be back from tour. But I am asking you, Ms. (Y/N), to step back, avoid having your feelings hurt, yourself humiliated. Calum and I are going to be together again, don't wait for him to come from tour to tell you that, spare yourself the drama. I am begging you to let us try for Joy, to give her the best we can. I know you love her, I know you do. So, please, do it for her. And for you. I wouldn't want to see you in pain." She has a smug look on her face. I manage to contain myself from crying, cursing her, attacking her, and just stand up from my chair. "You don't have to worry about me. Is that all?" I ask her and she nods, standing up as well. "Very well. I wish you all the happiness and every success in your new beginning. Have a good day." I gesture her to the door, hurt aching as the words swirl in my head. "Thank you, Ms. (Y/N). I wish you all the happiness. I am sure you will find something better." She responds before she exits the room. I stare as she walks out, feeling too stupid right now. It is like my lungs are contracting because there is no fucking way that any air is getting in them. All I feel is numbness spreading in my body, from my head to my legs, there is not an inch of my body that I can actually get a sensation from.

(Calum's POV) "Hey, bub. How are you?" I ask Joy as her face appears on my screen. "I am good, dada. How are you?" She asks me, grinning at me. I look at her, smiling so brightly even though her front teeth are missing. "I am good, bub. A bit tired, but good. How was school today?" I ask her and she shrugs. "Alright, I guess. When are you coming back, daddy?" She asks, pouting her lips at me. "In 9 days, love. I will be back home, with so many gifts for you, so please don't pout at me. It breaks my heart." I pout at her too, making her giggle a little. "Ok, daddy." She replies, nodding her head. "Can I talk to your dad too, dove?" Mali asks, taking the phone from Joy. "Go play with Dukey in the patio, baby. We will talk again before I hang up for goodnight." I assure Joy, who blows me a kiss before she runs off.

"Did she call you?" I ask Mali who shakes her head no. "Joy is asking for her. It's the third Friday she won't be coming over. I don't know what excuse to give her this time." Mali explains and I sigh. "She is not answering my calls or texts... I haven't heard from her in weeks. I am worried." I state and Mali sighs. "It is not like (Y/N) to do something like that. To be like that." Mali says and I rub my temples with my hand. "Is she ghosting me? Can she even ghost me after all this time?" I ask and Mali shrugs. "Maybe she got scared about moving in. Don't beat yourself over this right now. You will look into things and make them right when you get back." She tries to comfort me, but my stomach feels tight and my heart is worried. "Tell Joy that (Y/N) went to see her sister." I sniff, trying to hold back from crying. "She is not asking for (Y/N) to just come over. She is asking to talk to her, call her, see her. She is not stupid, Cal. She is the best of you and that fucking woman whose existence I despite but for one thing. Joy knows that something is not alright." "Tell her that (Y/N) is at her sister because she is sick and that she will be back in a while. Tell her she is alright and that she misses her. Joy will understand." I mumble, making Mali nod. "Alright. I will." She assures me. "Call Joy in. I wanna tell her goodnight. She shouldn't be staying up past bedtime."

"Do you want me to take Joy out? She shouldn't be seeing you like that..." Luke suggests, patting my shoulder as he sits next to me on the couch. "I really thought she was the one. She got along with Joy, she loved me, I loved her. We were good, more than good. And now she is out without a word. I just don't get it." I sigh, making Luke sigh as well. "I really thought she was too. She seemed so nice, so good... But she is gone, Cal. And as much as it hurts, you have a child that suffers seeing you like that. So you have to get it together, man... You have to pick your shit up and move on..." Luke states, making me chuckle sarcastically. "You know, after Nina, I promised myself I would not have to go through that again. And I met (Y/N), and my life for a little while was fucking perfect, a fucking dream. And she promised she wouldn't Nina my ass again. She promised she wouldn't walk out on me. And she fucking did. She fucking left me, right on the moment when I had my hopes high up and I was ready for the next step. You know, I bought a fucking ring... I was ready, man... It is surreal. I have no fucking idea what I am doing wrong. What is it that I am doing so wrong that every woman I love walks out on me?" I ask, feeling my eyes getting teary. "You are doing nothing wrong. It is not your fault, you hear me? Joy, Mali, and your mum are still here and those are all the women you'll ever need. Now, I am taking Joy out in a park, I'll take Duke as well because God knows how long it has been since the poor guy has been out. We will be out for 2 hours, and in these 2 hours, you are getting a shower, some food, and fake a good mood until you get a good mood. And you never blame yourself for Nina and (Y/N) leaving you. You hear me?" Luke shakes me by my shoulders softly as he stands up. "Get her some food too. Whatever she wants." I pick up my packet of cigarettes and my lighter, placing one between my lips and lighting it up. "Ok. I'll take her to the Italian place she likes, so we will be out for longer." He says before walking to pick Joy from her room.

I lay on the couch, staring at the ceiling, and smoking. I know Luke told me to get my shit together before he gets back with oy, but I have no fucking will to do that. I just don't know why she left, why she hasn't told me a word ever since. I haven't slept in days because of that question. I keep repeating every moment in my head, trying to find if there is something I did wrong. The doorbell rings, making me groan; he fucking said he would be back in at least two hours.

(Y/N's POV) I wait for someone to open the door, hoping that it won't be Mali, or Joy, or even worse Nina. I hope it will be Calum and only Calum. He opens the door, holding a cigarette between his lips, which falls from his mouth when he sees me. He looks tired, almost in a sickly manner. "Can I come in?" I ask, composing myself. He moves from the door, letting me walk in before he bents down to pick up the cigarette. "What do you want here?" He asks me, voice harsh and cold. I look at my feet and gulp, fumbling with my thumbs as I try to find the words to tell him what I want to tell him. "We need to talk." I whisper, still not looking at him. "Fuck yeah we need to talk. But you think you can walk in here, after weeks of hearing no words from you?" He asks me, shouting at me. I don't flinch back, I know he would never hurt me; not physically at least, because emotionally, I have been scarred for life by his cowardice. "You have the guts to tell me that, Calum? You have the guts to ask me that after your fucking ex, fucking Nina, told me what she told me? After everything that happened?" I ask; it is now my turn to shout at him. "What?" He asks, jolting at the sound of her name as if it is cursed. "She told me she met you on tour. She told me you talked about getting back together for Joy's sake and that you were waiting for the right moment to tell me that we are breaking up. She also told me to spear myself the drama and just fucking get away from you and your daughter. And that's what I did, and I hope you are happy and I hope it is working out for you. So, don't try to play it dumb with me right now. I thought I was worth more than that after everything, but it doesn't matter now." I let myself burst, pouring out what I have been holding inside me for so long. "(Y/N), listen to me. Nina and I never met, Nina and I never fucking met. I haven't seen her since the custody court, and even then it was for a spare second. I don't know what the fucking hell you are talking about." He explains, taking deep breaths. "Stop lying to me." I hiss through gritted teeth. "I am not fucking lying to you. You think that after what she put me and Joy through, after all this pain, after all these years, I would just be turning back to her? I fucking asked you to move in with me. Do you think I would throw the only healthy relationship of my adult life to give my ex who abandoned and hurt me and foremost my daughter? I thought you were smarter than that..." He exasperates, pinching the bridge of his nose. I stay with my mouth open, putting together the pieces. "How did she know about me? She came to the kindergarten... She knew my name..." I gasp for air, feeling my knees becoming weak. "We were not hiding, (Y/N). I have posted about us, all she needed was your Instagram handle..." He replies. I gulp the knot in my throat, bringing a hand to rub my temples. "I am sorry." I mumble and he chuckles. "Are you done? Instead of talking to me, telling me what happened, you chose to ghost me and my daughter. Do you know how much damage this has done to a kid, having to live through it twice already?" He asks; I don't dare look at him. "If you are done, please, go away. I have suffered enough already." He turns away, not daring to look at me. I bring together every little bit of courage I have left in my body, pushing myself to say what I have to say.

"Actually, I am here for a reason. Cal, I am pregnant. 13 weeks far. I found out after Nina visited me. When I found out, I battled between telling you even though I knew you were starting over with Nina or keeping it a secret, because I didn't want to ruin any chances Joy had of having a normal family. But I chose to tell you because in my conscience you have the right to know you are having a baby. I am not asking for money, I am not asking for you to take me back, I just wanted to let you know. I am leaving a folder with my labs and scans and everything, but the baby is fine, I am fine. I just thought you need to know." I reply, letting the folder on the island before I move to the door. I take in a breath and try not to burst into tears as I open the door and walk out, still not hearing a word from Calum.

(Calum's POV) I stare at the ultrasound, trying to wrap my brain around the fact that this is my baby, that I am having a baby with (Y/N). I don't know why I froze when she told me, I don't know why I didn't say a word, but I know that the picture of the ultrasound in my hands makes me the happiest I have been in a while. I try to read the lab results, see if everything is alright as (Y/N) told me, but they seem a tad bit confusing. I stare at the numbers, trying once more to decrypt them when the door opens and Luke walks in, Joy sleeping in his arms. He puts a finger in front of his lips, motioning me to be quiet as he carries her to her room. I close the folder but keep the ultrasound picture out to put it in my wallet later.

Luke walks out, taking a seat next to me. "Everything alright?" He asks me, patting my shoulder. I hand him the picture, which he looks at in total confusion. "(Y/N) came over. 13 weeks. They are both healthy." I state and he nods. "It's mine." I add, making him chuckle. "I did not doubt that, mate. Congrats." He replies, hugging me and rubbing my head with his fist. "Thanks." "Is that why she ghosted you? She didn't know how to tell you?" He asks me and I shake my head. "That's when the story gets crazy, pal. Nina found her. And she went to the kindergarten and she told her that we met and we decided to give us a second chance, so Joy can have both her parents... She told her that I was waiting for the right moment to tell her I wanted to break up and that she should spare herself of the drama and just get out of my life." "Nina? Fucking Nina? The nerve of that woman. Did (Y/N) know? About the baby I mean?" "No, she found out after..." I reply and he nods. "What are you doing here?" He asks me, cocking an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" I ask. "You were ready for the next step, man. You've got a ring and everything. And the woman you love is pregnant with your baby. Why are you here being miserable instead of at her house, holding her and making up for the time you lost?" He asks me like his suggestion is the most natural thing in the world. "She left me, Luke. She believed Nina when she knew how much she had hurt me in the past, instead of coming to me, calling me and talking things out." I whisper-shout, making Luke push me down by my shoulders. "Can you fucking blame her? Nina shows up and tells her all that, she knows that Joy has been asking for her mother, she knows you'd do anything for Joy. And she gets mad because she thought she wasn't even worth your time to tell her that, that she doesn't even worth looking her in the eye and telling her. Of course, she wouldn't call you. It is not her fault. She had to go through that alone, she had to find out she is pregnant alone, abandoned by the father of her child. She had to go to doctor appointments by herself, she had to keep herself sane. It is not her fault. And it is not your fault. The only person to take the blame for this is Nina." He points out.

For the first time, I feel like the biggest prick in the history of the world. Luke is right, for once I have to admit. "Shit..." I mumble and cover my face with my hands. "Yeah, shit..." He mumbles as well. "Can you watch Joy tonight? I need to get to (Y/N)." I state as I get up from the couch. Luke cackles and nods, gesturing me to get out. "You owe me, but yeah, I'll take care of Joy." He replies. "Luke, I am going to propose to her. Tonight. Not because of the baby, not because I want her to forgive me. But because I want to marry her. She is the one." I state and Luke smirks at me, shaking his head happily. "Don't tell me, tell her. And don't forget the ring..." He reminds me.

I drive to her house, making my speech in my head. I don't know what I should be telling her first, how to begin, or how to put everything in words. All I know is that I am not going to screw this up, I am not letting Nina screw my life up once more. I knock on her door, reaching inside my pocket to make sure that the box is still there. She opens her door, moving to the side to let me in, looking at me questioningly. "I wasn't expecting you. Especially so early." She states as I enter the apartment. There are boxes on the floor, big ones, labeled and tapped. "I am going to stay with my sister. I started having morning sickness and I get tired very easily, so she will take care of me." She explains as she catches me staring at the boxes. "No, you are not." I state. "Yeah, I am. Once the baby is born, I will move back in here, you will be able to see it whenever you want if that's what you want. But for now, I don't trust myself staying alone. I get dizzy easily and I want to be safe." She replies and I shake my head no. "You will not be staying alone. Those boxes are coming to our house..." I say, tapping my fingers against one of the boxes. "Our house?" She asks sarcastically. "Need I remind you that before I left for tour I asked you a question, baby? Need I remind you that you said yes when I asked?" I ask her, bringing my hand to stroke her cheek. "I don't want you to be with me because of the baby. I can do it on my own." She flinches away. I reach inside my pocket, bringing the box out. "I bought this in the first week of the tour. I was planning on asking you on Christmas, get Joy involved somehow. You are the one. I don't know what more to say other than I love you, I am sorry and this is not your fault." I desperately try to convince her, panicking at the thought of her leaving me. She bursts out in tears, sobbing from the bottom of her heart. "Hey, it's ok... Please don't cry." I move to hug her. She doesn't flinch nor moves away. She stays with her head buried in my chest, holding onto my t-shirt. "She knows where I work. She came to find me. God knows what she will do when she finds out about the baby." She sobs. I rub her back, trying to soothe her. "We will get a restraining order if needed. And you will never be left alone. I'll make sure of that." I whisper, pecking on her forehead. "Get the ring back home, get Joy involved, because this is an excuse of a proposal and I refuse to say yes if asked like that." She wipes her eyes and looks at me. "Is that so?" I ask, laughing lightly. "Yeah, it is so." She replies and I nod. "Ok then..." "We are having a baby." She whispers, taking my hand and placing it on her lower stomach. "We are having a baby..." I repeat, stroking my thumb over her belly. "I promise to tell you we are expecting more creatively on the next one." She giggles softly as I press my forehead against hers. "You'd better..." I tease her, pressing my lips to hers.

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