All in December

Caleb

“No missed calls or texts from Tess, so I assume that means she made it through the night fine with all three kids,” Nash says as he rolls over to check his phone, his voice still scratchy with sleep.

It’s terrifying to let your kid go anywhere for the night, period. But letting him stay with your boyfriend’s ex-wife who you’ve only met once, who you’re trusting not just with bedtime, but with your whole heart wrapped up in a third grader’s body? That’s next-level vulnerability.

Last night, I thought I’d be a wreck. I thought I’d lie awake obsessively checking my phone, worried sick about him. But between the party, the drinks, and Nash making me come twice with his hands on me and his cock in me, I was too worn out to be stressed.