Chapter 128. JOSHUA

Chapter 128. JOSHUA
I couldn’t keep my hands off her on the flight back to Chicago. My mood soared like a flare fired from the wilderness. I kept Fiona close and let Melissa wander the cabin, flirting with the flight attendants. Erick joined her too and abandoned his movie.
Whatever Erick did, as long as he didn’t interfere with me and Fiona.
We seemed to be in our own world. Fiona looked shy as I pulled her into my lap.
“Is it safe to leave my seat?”
“It’s safe. The sky is clear out there and there’s no turbulence.”
“I’m embarrassed by the looks Erick is giving us.”
“Fuck him. If he gives us any shit, I’ll kick him out of this jet. He’s going back to Chicago by parachute.”
Fiona giggled into the crook of my neck. She used my shoulder to hide her blush.
I adjusted her right in the middle of my lap. Her ass pressed deliciously against my swollen cock.
Fiona gasped against my neck at the feeling of my hardness.
“You’ve got to be kidding me?” She pulled her face away from the crook of my neck and looked up at me.
“I never joke when it comes to you.”
“But here,” she whispered very softly against my neck. “Right now? You’ve got to be kidding me, Josh.”
“I can’t wait to get home and lock you in our room.”
"We're not newlyweds anymore, Josh. We have Melissa, and you have a job waiting for you. I'd rather stay in the guest room until we decide our future."
“I’ve decided the future of the three of us. You’ll sleep in my room, just like four years ago. Melissa will have her own room. I’ll have Roberto and Mia prepare it as soon as possible today. No arguing,” I quickly silenced her before she could protest.
“You’re such a bossy jerk. We need to have a serious discussion about this.”
“What else is there to discuss? Don’t ruin my mood today, baby.”
I rubbed my cock against her ass. It felt fucking good. It was so fucking hot in a dirty way. Even though we were in a noisy cabin, it was like we had our own private space to do all these dirty things. I might get some release in this position. Her ass cheeks pressed against my crotch. Fiona knew how to drive me crazy.
“I would have ripped your pants off if that little girl hadn’t been running all over us,” I murmured into her cleavage.
“I want to have a serious discussion about that too.”
“I told you not to ruin my mood.”
I unbuttoned her blouse with my teeth. I couldn’t tear it open. I just made a small gap to accommodate my tongue so I could lick her breasts in a polite way.
“We have a very active and curious toddler. We have to be good parents to Melissa.”
“I’ll be a good father to her in my own way.”
They were incredibly sensitive under the touch of my wet tongue. The tips of her breasts sharpened like spikes under my licks. Erick stared at us with disgust from afar. I was sure he envied what I had now. I had a perfect woman and an adorable daughter. He'd have to be as lucky as me to have what I have now.
“I still have the same rule for you. No violence in front of Melissa, even though our girl isn’t afraid of the gory things you show her. I want her to have a happy childhood.”
“You think she’s not having a happy childhood now? Look, she can’t stop running around the cabin and teasing the flight attendants. She’s damn happy and blessed.”
“Josh, I’m serious. She won’t hold a gun until she’s old enough to do so.”
“And when is that?”
“Seventeen.”
“Seventeen? The Lidents have been holding pistols since they were six. I could handle certain types of pistols at seven. Seventeen is too old to hold a pistol.”
“I held my first gun at twenty-one. And I didn’t really become proficient with it until twenty-two. No problems at all. I’m doing fine so far.”
“No. I disagree with that. She should be able to hold a gun before she’s ten.”
“Josh!”
I didn't know if she screamed because of my words or because of what I was doing to her core, which was glowing hot under my fingers. Either way, I managed to silence her with a powerful release. She buried her face in my shoulder to muffle her screams. Erick watched us from a distance. He must have known what was going on because Fiona's cheeks turned red. Erick was acting as Mellisa's babysitter, making sure the little girl didn't get near her horny parents.
“Mommy…”
“Don’t go to your parents. They’re on their honeymoon phase.”
“I can’t open this chocolate.”
“Let me open it for you. You stay here with Uncle Rick, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Boss, I want a raise this month for being Mellisa’s babysitter.”
Erick deliberately spoke loudly to make sure I heard him.
“You already earn more than enough to live in luxury for a year without working. Don’t ask for more.”
“Josh, I think you should give him a raise. Erick has done so much for you and me.”
“Ha, listen to Fiona. I have a feeling that all your employees’ salaries will be raised because of her. She’s clearly more generous than you.”
“I pay my employees based on their performance, not on my generosity. The more you work well and are loyal to me, the more money you’ll get.”
“Still, I want a raise this month.”
“You asshole assistant.”
“You asshole assistant.”
Mellisa suddenly said exactly what I had said. Her face was so innocent, and she said it while playing with her bunny.
Fiona was shocked to hear her daughter curse for the first time. She looked like she was going to faint in my arms.
Erick burst out laughing, clutching his stomach.
As for me, I was proud of her. Not because of what she said, but because of how quickly she absorbed new things around her. I had a feeling she would be the smartest student in her class.
“Josh, don’t make me regret coming with you to Chicago. It’s only been two hours on the plane, and she’s already cursing like you.”
“Chill, baby. She’ll understand if we tell her that those aren’t nice things to say.”
I grabbed Melissa’s wrist and pulled her close to me.
“Honey, those weren’t nice things to say.”
“Really? I was talking like Daddy.”
Her eyes blinked innocently. She looked like a doll in a toy store window. If Fiona weren’t in my lap, I would have squeezed her chubby cheeks.
“Those were bad words,” Fiona told her.
“Bad words? Does that mean Daddy should be punished for saying bad words?”
“Yes, yes, yes. Your Daddy should be punished!” Erick exclaimed excitedly.
I moved my head away as Mellisa prepared to punch me in the lips.
“Honey, that was rude,” Fiona jumped off my lap.
She pulled Mellisa away from me and crouched in front of her.
“He’s your father. Show him some respect. You shouldn’t hit someone older than you.”
“But Daddy said bad words,” Mellisa exclaimed, annoyed.
“Daddy was wrong, but there are better things to do than hit him. You should reprimand him and tell him what to say. Hitting is only used to punish bad people. Do you think Daddy is a bad person?”
Mellisa stared at me intently with a frown before shaking her head.
“No. Daddy isn’t a bad man. Daddy is a superhero.”
“Hug Daddy.”
I spread my arms wide and my little girl jumped into my arms excitedly.
What have I done to deserve all this?
I was not as expressive as Fiona, who was wiping away tears from the corners of her eyes, but my heart fluttered at the sweet things my daughter did.
As much of a jerk as I was out there, I will always be a hero to Melissa.
“Okay, you three are so syrupy sweet. It gives me a stomach ache.”
“Says a guy who doesn’t even have the courage to confess his feelings to Mia.”
Fiona’s palm flew to her mouth. She stared at Erick with a mix of shock, happiness, and disbelief.
“You mean Rose and Roberto’s adopted daughter? He’s in love with her?”
“Remind me to curse you after we’re alone in your office, boss. I just don’t want to be Melissa’s bad uncle.”
“Rick, are you seriously in love with that girl? Congratulations,” Fiona exclaimed happily and patted his shoulder.
“Your husband is lying. Just because I calmed her down after Joshua yelled at her, he immediately concluded that I was in love with her.”
“It’s okay if you’re in love with Mia. There’s nothing wrong with love. Just don’t hurt her.”
“Sorry, I’m not like Joshua, who likes underage girls.”
Fiona hit his shoulder hard.
"I wasn't an underage girl when Joshua married me. I was twenty-one."
"It makes no difference to me. You're still an underage girl to Joshua, who's too old."
“I’m not that old,” I protested.
“You’re over forty, and Fiona’s still twenty-something. Imagine, in twenty years, you’ll be a decrepit old man, while Fiona is still young, still beautiful, with firm skin. Don’t be surprised if you find plenty of men trying to get close to her.”
“I’ll kill anyone who tries to get close to Fiona.”
“Shhh…” Fiona glared at me.
“Sorry, baby. He started it first.”
“Mellisa’s sleeping. Lower your voice. You’re both old, but you’re acting like children.”
Fiona took Melissa from my lap and carried her to her seat. Fiona kissed the top of her head and occasionally patted her back gently.
Her motherly side was so natural. I wouldn’t get tired of watching her during this flight.
Melissa slept soundly in Fiona’s arms. She didn’t wake up until we arrived in Chicago. I picked Melissa up and gently placed her in the car. Fiona looked exhausted. I let her rest for a while on the way home.
Home.
I finally returned home in full formation. I returned to Chicago with a family I never imagined I'd have.
I never imagined the three of us would be sitting in the limousine. Melissa slept soundly in my lap.
"What's with that look?"
"Why?"
"You've been staring at Melissa and me with that same look since we got on the plane."
"Nothing. I was just wondering if Grandpa was still with us. He was the one who wanted this to happen. I always thought this wouldn't have happened if he hadn't forced me to marry, and even threatened me," I snorted softly. "What an annoying old man."
"I miss him too."
Fiona rested her head on my shoulder.
"I want to send prayers for him at his grave."
"I buried him behind the house with Rose and the rest of my men. I didn't have time to hold a proper funeral for him."
"Then tonight I'll cook a special dinner in memory of Grandpa and Rose. We'll all have dinner together at the dining table. You, me, Mellisa, Erick, Roberto, and Mia. What do you think?"
"That's a great idea. I'll try to be home before dinner."
Fiona planted a soft kiss on my lips.
"Don't be late."
"Or?"
“Mellisa will punish you for being a bad Daddy.”