***
As it was getting late by the time they left Skateland, they decided to crown their day of outing with a stop at Sprinkles Cupcakes and Sprinkles Ice Cream where they enjoyed the best cupcakes and ice cream. What delighted Adele, even more, was the fact that Chris arranged for her to bake her own cupcakes and decorate them. Shane had been so engrossed in looking at his daughter decorate the little cakes, he jumped when he felt his phone vibrate inside his pocket. He pulled it out and read a message from Chris.
Chris: U really need to stop biting those lips, baby. Makes me wanna lick em so bad.
Shane turned to stare at Chris for a moment and then leaned closer to give him a quick sweet kiss right there in front of everyone. The look on Chris’ face was priceless. He’d obviously never thought Shane would do that in the presence of others. Most of the people who saw the kiss smiled, others were indifferent. Adele didn’t see them…or so they thought. Then as though he’d completely forgotten where they were, Shane started to rub his face against Chris’ temple.
“Err…baby?” Chris whispered, trying to suppress his arousal. “People are watching.”
Shane blinked and turned around to see people looking away discreetly. “Shit!” He muttered. “You’ve stolen my ability to think coherently. I forgot where I was.” Shane groaned, his voice low and sexy, looking at Chris like a kid who’d been caught with his hand in a cookie jar.
“I have stolen…?” Chris pointed at himself with eyes filled with incredulity. “Really?” Chris couldn’t help the amused smile that spread across his face as he stared back at Shane. The man was so fucking gorgeous, it was a sin. “I’m going to help Adele because if I stay here one more second, I’m going to fuck you right here right now,” Chris muttered, standing up. “Hey baby girl, need help?” He asked, promptly accepting the bottle of sprinkles that Adele thrust into his hand.
“Sprinkle those ones I’ve already coated with cream, Uncle Chris.” The little girl said, not even looking up from what she was doing.
Chris couldn’t help but feel Adele was acting older than her age. That knowing smile playing around her lips… Chris threw Shane a confused look to which Shane only shrugged. With a sigh, Chris did as he had been instructed.
After decorating enough cakes for her mother and step-dad, Adele was ready to bounce. She had a blast. By the time Shane packed in front of Lizzie’s house, his daughter was fast asleep.
The door opened and Lizzie and Sam, her husband, stepped out as Shane carried Adele towards the house with Chris following close behind with Adele’s bag and a big box of cupcakes.
“Hi, guys,” Sam called out with a naughty grin on his face. “Got a drilling from the little fireball huh?”
“Looks like she got a drilling from them, darling.” Lizzie laughed. “When has she ever come back from an outing, asleep?” She asked whilst opening the door wide for Shane to enter.
“That was the whole idea,” Shane mumbled, not wanting to disturb the sleeping girl. He went upstairs to Adele’s room to put her into bed.
Shane tenderly and slowly stripped Adele. Then he went to the bathroom for a washcloth to wipe her face, neck, and palms. When he was satisfied that she looked clean, he took out her pajamas and put it on her. Then he covered her up, kissed her softly on the forehead, and left the room. When Shane got downstairs, Chris and Sam had a bottle of beer each in their hands and all three were laughing uproariously.
“Oh my God, she’s going to bend my ears tomorrow.” Lizzie groaned. “Get ready to watch Lion King from morning till evening tomorrow, Sam.”
Shane chuckled as he went to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of beer too. “I must admit I’ve missed the characters myself,” Shane said. “I just might watch it too tomorrow.”
“For real?” Chris asked with an incredulous look, making Sam and Lizzie burst into laughter.
“Fuck off.” Shane joined in the laughter.
“Dude, you have to watch it too you know,” Sam said. “If you want to ‘understand’ their language,” He gave the word quotations with his fingers, “you have to watch what they watch. At least some.”
“Damn,” Chris swore. “And would I have to drink only juice and milk whilst watching it or my whiskey will be pardoned…”
They all erupted into laughter. “You’re an asshole, Chris,” Shane said putting his bottle down. “Come on, let’s get outta here.” He said, giving Lizzie a hug and Sam a one-armed hug.
“Thanks, guys,” Sam said after them as they started walking towards Shane’s car.
“Chris, wait up,” Lizzie called out and walked towards them. Then surprising all three men, especially Chris, she gave him a tight hug. “I’m still not going to apologize for punching you.” She murmured.
“I’ll be disappointed if you do.” He whispered in her ear. Then he kissed her on the forehead and hugged her some more. “Thanks.”
“Good night guys,” Lizzie said and watched as they got into the car and drove off.
She couldn’t wipe the smile off her face.
***
Shane lay in bed, waiting for Chris to finish sending a mail in his study. He was tired but felt so happy and surprisingly fired up. The shower had helped a great deal, Shane thought with a sigh. He couldn’t help but think about how well Chris had bonded with Adele. And to think Chris had been scared, Shane thought with a chuckle. He’d found himself staring at Chris most of the time whilst they were out with Adele. Not only had it been obvious that Chris was crazy about Adele, but Chris had also enjoyed every minute of their outing.
The sight of Chris on skates, gliding sexily around the arena was a sight Shane wasn’t going to ever forget. When Chris had looked directly at him at a point and winked, Shane’s knees had gone weak. Shane had quickly sat down because it would have been embarrassing if people had noticed his hard-on or he’d fallen down due to his suddenly weak knees.
And when Adele was taken to the bathroom by the nice lady who was busily shaking her arse at Chris at Griffith Park, the last thing Shane had been expecting was for Chris to take advantage of the brief absence of Adele. Chris had pulled him into a corner and covered his mouth hungrily with his. God, how he’d kissed him. The kiss had started hot, deep, passionate, but soon progressed into demanding and intense. Shane had been so shaken afterward he hadn’t been able to compose himself quickly enough before Adele and the lady had gotten back to them.