Seducing My Ex's Father In Law

"You're too good to me," she murmured, sipping the milk. "So, what were we talking about? What's an option?"

"I was suggesting to Nan and Chester that maybe they should adopt Emalyn," I told her, pausing to gauge her reaction.

Her eyes grew wide as she looked at me, and then at Nan, Chester, and finally Emalyn, who was content in Nan's arms, drinking from her bottle.

Breaking the silence, Nan started to ramble nervously.

"I was telling them that it's ridiculous," she said with a nervous laugh. "We've only been mated for like 5 minutes, and so far it's been so rocky between us. Yes, we can babysit, but we don't know the first thing about raising an actual baby. I don't think we are ready for that kind of step and—”

"I think it's a great idea," Irene cut in before Nan could finish her jumbled thoughts.

We all looked at her, surprised.

"You do?" Nan asked her, widening her eyes.

Irene nodded as she took another sip of her wine; her eyes turned thoughtful.

“As much as I love Emalyn, she's not my baby. She's a reminder of the cruel man I fell in love with...she's a reminder of the betrayal I faced. I can't connect with her. She's adorable, but she cries constantly when she's with me. I knew in my heart that she would have to get adopted eventually; I'm way too immature for a baby. I want her to go to a good home and be loved by people I trust. I want to still be able to see her and be Auntie Irene," Irene said with a grin. "There's no better couple than you."

I said

looked at me, and then

put together after last night?" She asked. "I looked like the human

jeans with a frown. I didn't think I looked hot, but to each

I have a headache too, but I drank water last night to keep me hydrated

didn't bother telling her that it was her father who gave me the water and made sure that I was okay this

for my behavior last night. I shouldn't have gotten that drunk. I should have listened to you, Judy. I'm

I shake my head.

told her. "I'll come with you later. I'd like

nodded, looking

the baby. Recover yourself. Nan and I ended

front of Nan, kissing

took the baby from her, like a natural father, and it made

of me; Irene was already chowing away, eating like

no time eating. By the time we were done, we were stuffed, and the slight hangover I was