Page 91 of Snaring Her Man

Glamma stares as Pedro handles my daughter, almost as if she’s waiting for him to regret getting a vasectomy. After a year, I can recognize when a person likes kids but wants no part in raising them. One day Glamma will, too.

Cameron rescues our daughter while I stay back long enough to glare at all the fangirls.

“Not cool, ladies. Not cool. You get no more Yasha time for the rest of the party.” I retreat to the sound of their groans and rejoin Cameron.

“Why do we trust our daughter with those women?”

“I have no idea. Come on, let’s find G-mama. She’s less likely to expose our daughter to vices before she turns eighteen.” I grab Cameron’s free hand, on a mission to get my husband alone and work off some of my built-up frustration.

“True, she’ll only set a standard that two lovers is normal,” Cameron grumbles. “Every time I think I’ve adjusted to your grandmothers, they surprise me with something new.”

I pat his back. “I hear you, but I’m glad G-mama is comfortable loving her men in public. To me, not shaming someone for how they love is more important than the number of people.”

“I need time to adjust. It’s only been a few months since she introduced them to us. Oh, there she is. Let’s go. In five minutes I intend to be balls deep inside you. Got a problem with that?”

I increase my speed. “Make it two minutes,” I say. “And I want you in my mouth first.” I wink at him when he stumbles and turn to my new goal. I’m on a mission and G-mama better not fail me now.