Flash back (Adams pov)

*Emma's POV*

It as been 2 weeks since the encounter with Louis, he as been calling my company phone multiple times and making different appointments to meet me but I decline all of them. I wasn't ready to face him again.

To get things off my mind I have invited Adam and his wife for dinner at my house. So she will get to know me.

The kids were setting the dinner table with napkins and forks , but I noticed a change in the boys. They were talking less and they act weird around me especially Cain . So I deiced to ask them.

"Hey why are you both so quite

today". I asked them keeping a gentle smile on my face.

"A boy at school called us a bastard" he said with tears in his ocean eyes. I was shocked to the core.

"Is it true that we do not have a daddy?". Alex asked looking at me with a blank face.

"I told you he is coming soon ....on your

birthday". I said trying as much as possible not to cry.

"No he is not, you said he was coming last year and the year before." Alex yelled in anger then ran to his room slamming the door and his brother followed.

One thing you need to known about the kids is that Cain is sensitive and Alex not so much , I was clueless as to what to do.

My chest pain came back and it hurt like hell, this time I took a cup of water. It helped relieve it.

I set the table and the food. A few mins later, Adam was here smiling at me.

Where is his wife.

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*Adam POV*

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I entered and saw Emma,she was not in a good mood, she looked hurt..

"Hey, are you okay? you look sad. Where are the twins?" I said with a soft voice and went to the kitchen.

"They were mad at me, they told me that some kid from school called them a bastard. Have I committed a sin for having them? because all i am doing is making them suffer everyday, someone from school says something mean about them not having a father. Louis contacted me and said he want to be a part of their lives". She said as tears starts running down her cheek.

I hugged her tightly and said;

"You are Emma King, the strongest woman i have ever met, no matter what, do not give up, talk to them, and as for Louis, he was my friend throughout college. He is a good man that has

demons of his own that eats him alive. It is not your choice to choose if he can be in the kids lives. It is the twins who have to decide that". I said kissing the top of her head.

After some minutes, the kids came out and I talked with them for a while and lightened their mood a bit. We ate together then the kids went to sleep.

Emma and I went to the living room just

talk about things in life.

After 20 minutes of chatting, I left and went home. Opening the door, I was greeted with a soft kiss from my lovely wife, Rachel. Rachel was my wife's babysitter. She was taking care of our twins. Everything turned upside down between me and my wife, Kathy. We divorced and I got married to her.

*Flash Back*

(13 months ago )

Rachel was just pulling her coat on when I came down the stairs. I handed her her payment in cash.

"Thank you, Mr. Adam." Rachel smiled in gratitude.

"You're welcome," I replied. "You deserve every penny. Kathy and I are very happy with you. There is no one that we trust the kids with more than you." I said.

"Thank you, that means a lot. I love them like they're my own. I would do anything for you guys." she replied

Rachel was starting to blush and was having a hard time meeting my gaze. For my part, I was having a hard time keeping my eyes away from Rachel's exposed cleavage. Did she realize what she was doing? It was bad enough that her breasts were over-large on her small frame, jutting out from her chest like a pair of ripe melons.

Why did she have to wear such revealing clothing? I was glad that she wasn't meeting my gaze. I was embarrassed at my lack of self-control.

"Okay...I guess we'll see you on Saturday then." I cleared my throat and broke the

awkward silence.

"Yes. I'll be here at six p.m," She managed to meet my eyes. "Bye, Mr. Adam." She

grabbed her purse and hurried out the door.

Do all high school seniors dress that way? I wondered. I had to remind myself that she was eighteen and could dress any damn way she chose. She was an adult now, although just barely. I stood there for a long time staring at the closed door, until my wife called to me from upstairs.

"Coming, honey," I said. "Just turning out the lights and locking up down here."

I dreamed of the busty little babysitter all night long and awoke with one of the hardest, most painful erections of my life.

My wife had already left for work and I resigned myself to a cold shower. Not that she would have done anything, I thought.

I was running late and barely made it to work on time. It was a long day and it took me most of it to clear his head.

The week progressed at a snail's pace, but Saturday arrived at last. My wife had tickets to the opera and although I couldn't think of anything I hated more, I resigned myself to my fate. It was bad enough that she always seemed to have a headache when there was a concert that I wanted to go to, but she expected me to attend all of her highbrow events.

The doorbell rang and I ran down the steps to open it. It was Rachel, and she couldn't have worn a tighter shirt if she tried. It clung to her chest like a second skin. Her giant, gravity-defying tits were straining to burst right through it.

"H...uh..." I stammered. I started to shake and cough just like the old man in that famous book by Nabokov.

Rachel giggled. "Can I come in?"

"Yes!" I exclaimed a little too loudly. "Sorry, Rachel. It was a long week and I'm

exhausted." I stood to the side allowing her to saunter past me. "It's okay, Mr. Adam." She gave me a long look before turning her attention to the kids.

I went upstairs to finish getting ready. By the time i and my wife came downstairs, Rachel was busy playing with the kids in the living room. I noticed that she had put on a cardigan that made her clothes look considerably more conservative. Was that for my wife's benefit? Was she just trying to mess with me?

My wife was already out the door as I turned to give Rachel final instructions.

"We'll be back after eleven sometime. Is that okay?"

"Of course, it be okay if you could give me a ride home when you guys are back " Rachel replied, giving me a huge smile.

My car isn't running and my mom gave me a ride over here." she said.

"Yes. That would be fine." I replied.

I wondered if I could drive without sneaking glances over at her chest on the way to her house.