Free Mob Mistress by Renee Rose

with his wife at home.
     
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    He shook Joey’s hand. “Hi Sophie,” he said, kissing her on the cheeks. He touched the baby’s head. “It’s great to see you out and about, Sadie,” he cooed, leaning down to see her big eyes. Sophie bounced up and down and the baby smiled at him.
    “Aw, she likes you!”
    “Of course she likes me, she knows I’m family,” he grinned. “Sophie, Joey, this is Lexi.”
    Lexi stood back, looking slightly uncomfortable, which didn’t seem to fit her personality. But then, she thought he was married, so she probably worried about what they would think. Well, Sophie may clue her in on the truth, but he could handle that. He hadn’t lied. He never told her he was married, and he didn’t wear a ring. He couldn’t help it if she’d made a false assumption.
    Lexi shook their hands and they settled into the stadium seats, the men sitting beside each other, with the women on the outside.
    “Well, they’re getting the hits they need, if they can only get some pitching,” Joey said.
    “Yeah, they’ve got the starting pitching, if they can only get some relief. They blew another save last night — it’s the tenth one they’ve blown this month.”
    Sophie pulled the baby out of the carrier and draped the fabric over her shoulder, pulling up her shirt to nurse.
    “Don’t look at my wife’s breasts,” Joey warned.
    He grinned. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” He dropped a hand onto Lexi’s bare thigh. stroking her soft skin.
    When the little one finished nursing, Joey took her from Sophie, holding her to his shoulder and patting her back. Despite the newness of the baby and it being his first, Joey looked comfortable handling her.
    “So how is fatherhood? What do the two of you do all day, just sit around and stare at your little princess?”
    Sophie laughed. “Pretty much. Joey made me quit work five months into the pregnancy, and now that he’s semi-retired, we’re home a lot. This is an exciting outing for me.”
    Lexi leaned forward, finally relaxed enough to join the conversation. “What did you do before you quit?”
    “Massage therapist,” she said.
    “Ooh, you’re a lucky man, Joey,” Lexi said, flashing her beautiful smile.
    “I’m blessed,” Joey said, sounding truly religious about it as he gazed at his wife.
    “Sophie, may I hold her?” Bobby asked, leaning across Joey to look at her. “I’m good with babies, I promise.”
    Sophie smiled. “Sure.”
    Joey carefully transferred the little bundle to him and he laid her on her back on his lap, cradling her tiny head in his palms, staring at her miniature features. It had been so long since his girls were babies, but the wonder and awe of being a new parent flooded back as if it were yesterday.
    “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” he asked.
    Lexi murmured in assent.
    Little Sadie looked straight into his eyes, her mouth tugging into a lopsided smile.
    “Thank you for the smile,” he whispered. To Lexi, he said, “It’s like looking into the eyes of God, isn’t it?”
    When she didn’t answer, he looked up to see her staring at him with a strange look.
    “Do you want children?”
    Pain flickered across her face. “I used to. I just haven’t been... in the right situation to think about it.”
    He realized he shouldn’t have asked. They were not in the sort of dating situation that warranted discussing future desires for children, and it obviously pained her. He had no interest in remarrying or starting a new family, although the thought of Lexi’s belly swollen with his child did ignite a sort of masculine pride.
    He picked up the baby and inhaled the smell of her, kissing the top of her peach-fuzzed head before handing her back to Joey.
    Lexi remained relatively quiet for the rest of the game. He tried to tease her out of it, but this problem was not one he could easily fix for her.
     
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    True to his word, Bobby’s secretary scheduled an appointment for her with the