Page 76 of Bad Kind of Love

Why did she have to be the same girl that my son was in love with?

“Then do it, asshole.” She cries out behind me. “And don’t do what I think you’re trying to do.”

The sadness in her voice was enough to rip my heart into pieces. But the reality was, seeing her with Wes proved to me that I would never be enough for her. And I owed it to him, to let this ridiculous fucking fantasy go and let him be happy for a change.

I was finally going to be the father he deserved. I was choosing my son’s happiness over my own.

“We had a fun night.” The words burn my tongue. “Nothing more than that.” I can't force myself to look at her or the pain that I know is etched across her face.

“Fun?” She laughs hysterically. “You fucked me so hard that I saw stars floating above me.”

Spinning around, my jaw clenched from her words but she didn’t seem fazed one bit.

“You tasted every part of my body till I forgot my own name.” Taking a step towards me, I growl in annoyance.

“Stop.” I shout.

“Tell me you don’t want me and I’ll leave.” She didn’t stop till the front of her shoes grazed mine. “I’ll forget our night together, and eventually, that you even existed.”

Heart pounding and fists clenched, I peer down into Becca with a forceful gaze. I couldn’t say those words no matter how hard I fucking tried.

“He’s nicer anyway.”

The fuck?

Her words caught me off guard but I knew exactly who she was talking about.

“Who?” I growl.

Grinning, she spins around knowing I knew exactly who she was talking about.

“Unlike you, he seems to know what he wants.”

Rushing towards her, I grab onto her forearm and quickly spin her around till she’s facing me.

“Don’t fuck with me, Becca.” I all but bark in her face.

“Then don’t push me away.” She presses her dainty fingers on my stomach, walking us back to my desk. “Don’t fight this, because you’ll lose.”

Her fingers dip into my pants, loosening the belt until it opens.

“I don’t deserve you.” I snatch her arm, stopping her from moving any further. “Wes, Wes is in love with you.”

Her head recoils back with a scoff. “What? No he’s not.” She shakes her head.

“And you love him.” I growl and immediately feel the sharp slap of her hand across my face.

“I do not!” She shouts but I quickly snag her arm and set her ass on my desk. The sting of my cheek sends my blood boiling but seeing Becca pissed off sends a shock to my dick.

“You might not be able to admit it to yourself, but I can see it in your eyes.”

Rolling her eyes, she grips the edges of my desk and stares at me straight on. “Says the man who doesn’t believe in love.”

I didn’t, but now everything has changed.

With my pants still unbuckled, I push my way in between her legs, parting her thighs till each one is pressed up against my hip.

“You satisfied an itch I had, and now you can have the happily ever after with my son.” The lies that spewed out of my mouth pained me even more than I could have imagined. Her beautiful face contorted but she made no effort to move.

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