Page 76 of Awakening His Daddy

Izzy blushes, and I know that he’s thinking about how good our kiss was, but Leo’s right. I’m straight and he’s, well, he’s not like a son to me or anything, but he’s always been around. Maybe it should be weird.

“We’ve got to go check on the pancakes. Call us when you land,” I say.

“Will do, and don’t freeze your balls off.”

We all say goodbye, and I get back to making the pancakes. I’m quiet as I think about what happened, and Izzy babbles nervously. Like if he keeps talking, I can’t tell him that we need to talk.

“So, I know you should never say ‘we need to talk,’ but we need to talk.”

“Oh yes, let’s talk about me sucking your nipples and your dick.”

“Izzy.”

“Fine, just your nipples. You can rub off on me again.”

“Izzy.”

“Don’t tell me no,” he orders.

“Izzy!” I snap.

He crosses his arms and pouts.

“I just want to talk?—”

“You want to tell me no. I can see and feel it.” He puts his head down now, and I think he might cry. “You won’t even give me a chance. It’s okay. No one ever wants me. Why would you?”

“What do you mean?” I take a step closer to him.

“It doesn’t matter.” He backs up. “I’ll just go to my room. I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”

“Izaiah, wait.”

“Don’t call me that,” he grumps, but he stops.

“You didn’t let me talk.”

“If you say ‘it’s not you, it’s me,’ I’m going to walk out into the snow and take a nap.”

“Don’t say things like that.”

“Fine, I’ll just die right here of embarrassment.”

“Izzy.”

“I’m listening,” he sasses.

Now that he’s standing there with his arms crossed defensively around his waist and the hurt shining out of his eyes, I can’t tell him no, and honestly, I don’t want to.

Why can’t I have this?

I’ve never gotten to choose anything just for myself. Everything has always been about someone else, and what do I have to show for it?

A cabin in the woods.

That’s it.

A cabin in the woods.

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