Page 65 of The HellBeast's Soul

“I love you, my beautiful girl, always remember that,” she told me, gripping on tight, and I couldn’t help but feel myself getting emotional along with her.

“I love you too, Mom,” I told her, squeezing her just as tight and frowning when I felt her ribs through her dress. But now was not the time to say anything, I would talk to her soon about my worries. I didn’t want to taint this night for her. I wanted her to be happy. So when she pulled back to smile at me, I knew I had done the right thing.

“My precious wild child,” she said, cupping a hand to my cheek and smiling at me like I was her world.

A world that I wished she could be a part of, because that was the hardest part about what the future held in store for me.

Time.

“She looked tired,” I told Jared once we were in the car making our way back to the cabin. My mom’s face was on my mind but Jared simply took my hand in his and brought it to his lips while steering one handed like he usually did.

“It was a long day.”

“It was the best day,” I told him, making him grin back at me.

His suit jacket was already slung over the back seat, and his tie loose around his neck. As for me, I had kicked off the silver heels as soon as I got in the car, moaning in pleasure when I did and prompting him to comment,

“That’s not helping.”

I had given him a cheeky wink in return, making him speed up his driving and causing me to burst out laughing. But that had been about thirty minutes ago. Now, my mind was elsewhere.

“Don’t worry, babe, I am sure your mum will be fine, most likely just needs rest after her cruise.” I released a sigh and nodded, knowing he was right, that I needed to stop worrying. So, I decided to ask something that I really wanted to know since he had mentioned it.

“So, you never cooked for a girl before, huh?”

He chuckled and said, “I wondered how long it would take you to ask.”

My unimpressed look said it all before I told him, “No one likes a know-it-all.”

“You love me and want my cock?” he asked, making me choke on a cough before I said,

“Jeez, blunt much?”

“Answer the question, babe.”

“Yes, I love you and clearly, I enjoy everything that comes with that… including your cock,” I said, waving my ring finger at him, making him grin at the sight.

“Then don’t give a shit about the world likin’ me.” I raised a skeptical brow at him, making him chuckle again, informing me,

“Last time I checked, wasn’t in a popularity contest, sweetheart.”

“Well, lucky for you, you’re hot, so we slap a bit of tape over that mouth of yours and take your shirt off, then we could make a fortune and start collecting trophies.” At this he burst out laughing, now kissing my hand again.

“Thanks, Red, but only one girl I wanna take my clothes off for.”

“Xena the Warrior Princess?” I teased, making him grant me a playfully wry look.

“Okay not a fan… what about Wonder Woman?”

“Not really into chicks with whips, babe,” he replied, making me giggle.

“Oh wait, I’ve got it… Marge Simpson!”

“I think I like my woman with a bit more dimension than that, plus the whole blue hair and green dress thing is another hard limit for me… clashes.” I burst out laughing at that.

“Okay fine, you win with that one. But have you seriously not cooked for a woman before? Not even…?” I didn’t say her name but then again, I didn’t have to.

“Not to sound like some chauvinistic pig here, but it was a different time back then. Only started to learn how to cook decades later.” This was understandable, but then he added after thinking about it,

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