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“Leo, thank goodness,” Isaac let out a sigh of relief. I could almost pretend it was his happiness to hear my voice as well until he went on, “Dezi had a rash and low fever, and I don’t know if I should take her to the doctor. It looks like chickenpox, but she had her vaccine two months ago.”

“Children can get a mild form of chickenpox after they’re vaccinated,” I explained, holding up a finger for my sister to know I would be a minute. “How long has she had the rash?”

“Just one day, I noticed the red bumps last night at bath time,” Isaac told me, and I could hear the anxiety in his voice. “It doesn’t feel mild.”

“If she’s vaccinated, it will pass in a few days,” I tried to reassure him, but I could feel his fear over the line. Eyeing my sister, I remembered what she said about my weekend starting now. “Would you feel better if I came over and helped?”

“That would be amazing,” Isaac whispered. “Won’t you get chicken pox?”

“No, I’m vaccinated,” I chuckled and caught Cam’s eye. “I can come over now, if you want?”

Isaac agreed and texted me instructions on getting in the building, though I remembered the address from his mentioning the tower. Cam and Patty teased me when I admitted where I was going, but it felt good to be heading somewhere besides home or work.

Walking the few blocks to Millenium Tower, I was greeted by a doorman and saw there was a valet for parking. It really was fancy. Pushing the button for the eighteenth floor, I couldn’t help wishing Isaac was inviting me over for a more fun reason.

He’s straight, perdedor.

My brain reminded me I was a loser for wanting Isaac right as I was lifting my hand to knock. The door flew open and I found a frazzled Isaac over the threshold. In basketball shorts, a stained long-sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up to reveal tattoos, I drank him in.

Isaac may be straight, but I wasn’t.

“You’re here,” Isaac stated and I couldn’t help the grin I always got around the man.

“I am. How can I help?” I asked, but Isaac only stared at me. “Is Dezi alright?”

“Oh, no,” Isaac answered, and my heart dropped. “I mean, yes. Dezi isn’t hurt, just not her usual self.”

“Can I come in and see her?” I asked when Isaac still didn’t move. I had to assume he was going on limited sleep from his slow reactions and the dark circles under his eyes. “Or should I stay out here?”

“Right. Come in.” Isaac stepped aside and gestured for me to enter. There was a kitchen to the right and a living room straight ahead, but he turned left into a hallway. “Dezi has had a fever around one-hundred degrees unless on fever reducers, and she seems to be in some pain. I don’t know what to do.”

His despondent tone had me following behind wordlessly until we reached a small room on the left side of the hall. The walls were a slate gray, which had me wondering if the space had been used for something else before it became a little girl’s bedroom.

Dezi was fussing in her crib, and I saw that Isaac had removed her clothes so she was only in a diaper. We’d been working on potty training the few days she came to school, but she wasn’t even two, yet. On her chest and thighs, I saw the little red bumps, along with some scratch marks.

“I think you’re right about the chickenpox,” I confirmed, not wanting to touch her skin in case she was contagious. I couldn’t get chicken pox, but my students could and I could get shingles. “We could get some mittens on her.”

“But she’s hot?” Isaac stated it like a question.

“To keep her from scratching,” I explained. “Has she had a bath today? Do you have any calamine lotion or antihistamines?”

“No. To all of the above,” Isaac shook his head and lifted Dezi from her crib. She clung to him and he held her head sweetly against his chest when she mumbled ‘Daddy’. Their interaction was too precious for words. “I can order some though.”

“Perfect.” I stepped aside so Isaac could leave the room with Dezi. Knowing she was suffering was the only thing keeping me from checking out her dad’s ass. “Lead the way.”

Chapter six

Isaac

Having Leo in my condo helping me with Dezi felt more natural than I expected. My dad had never been to my place, and I certainly hadn’t had any random women over for a hookup. Besides delivery people and a lady for child support services sent by the court when I first got Dezi, I wasn’t sure anyone had been there.

My need to protect her was stronger than my desire for company or help.

The ten months Dezi was in my life had probably been my longest dry spell since I was a pubescent teen. I was as high strung as a teen boy, too. This was the only excuse I could come up with when I found myself eyeing Leo’s wet shirt.

Dezi had felt better after I put her in a warm bath with her toys. He got the lotion and other things I’d ordered and returned to the bathroom only to get splashed by an excited Dezi. “We-O!”

The white material meant I could clearly see his dark nipples. Leo lifted the hem to wipe his face, and I saw some definition in his abs along with a line of hair. Without thought, I licked my lips at the sight as I felt my dick chub up.