Page 4 of Her Big Bad Mistake

“Miss, I can take the child if you’d like to continue on and enjoy the last couple of hours of the park,” the employee Jacob had brought said.

“No, she cants go.” Gavin squeezed her hand.

“I’ll follow you. I’d rather know Gavin got home to his mother.”

The man nodded. “That’s fine. Come this way.”

“If you guys want to keep going on you can. I’m fine by myself. I can catch up with you later?” Becky smiled and her heart filled with love when Jacob, Caleb, and Damon waved her off.

“No way, we’re coming with you.” Jacob held her other hand and she caught Damon’s gaze to see him incline his head and follow.

* * * *

Damon sat with a beer in hand as he listened to Jacob talk about Becky.

“I can’t believe she spent the rest of her night with the little boy. The mother was so grateful and Becky even calmed her down. I’ll admit I was ready to run when the woman came in and rushed to Gavin in tears. Becky took it all in stride. She calmed the woman and even the boy who got worked up again. Becky’s special. I’m going to see where this could go, me and her. She’s a keeper.”

Damon’s grip on the bottle tightened as he listened to Jacob until he thought he’d smash the bottle. He put the bottle on the table and got up. He couldn’t have Becky. Jacob was interested in her, had been from the start. Fuck, what had he been thinking? “I’m going to get laid. All this talk is boring me.”

Both Caleb and Jacob stood. “We’ll come with you and keep you out of trouble.” Damon knew Caleb meant well, but Damon didn’t want a fucking babysitter right now.

“No, stay. I’ll be on my best behavior. I’ll find the first woman willing to fuck. No fights.” He didn’t wait for them, Damon just walked out of the lounge area and to the front to wait for a taxi to take him straight to a night club.

He knew what to say and what to do. He’d been doing this for years. He loved playing hockey, but the fame had sucked any part of Damon that once cared what people thought of him. He didn’t give a fuck what anyone thought about him. He was known for his ravenous appetite for sex. If women were willing to throw themselves at him he would take it.

He walked into a bar and ordered a Scotch. Within minutes a busty blonde came over and basically climbed over him. “I know who you are. I knew as soon as you walked in who you were, Damon Chet.”

The woman’s fake breasts spilled out of her tight clothes. Her smile was coy and her eyes flashed with desire. For the first time in his life his cock didn’t respond. All Damon could think of was Becky’s sweet smiles and her all-natural body. His dick grew and he stood up, not caring the woman almost fell off him. “Come on. Let’s get out of here.”

* * * *

The woman took his hand as they arrived back at the hotel and happily followed him up to his room. He was going to fuck Becky out of his system even if he had to fuck every woman that came onto him. Damon was too jaded to settle down with a good woman like Becky anyway. He’d leave her for Jacob.

Becky wasn’t for him. Damon needed to keep the fuck away from her. She was the type of woman who’d want to work, a house with a white picket fence, a dog and children. Damon wasn’t father material. He hadn’t had a good example to go by. Damon didn’t want another kid brought into the world with an asshole for a father, because that was what he was. Damon knew this as he threw his clothes off, reached over to the drawer, and grabbed some condoms. The blonde stripped seductively in front of him but he wasn’t interested. To keep his dick up he had to keep picturing Becky. Thinking of Becky, he grabbed the blonde and helped her strip.

He used the blonde in front of him and knew if he was going to stay away from Becky, he would be using a lot more women.

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