Page 7 of Dangerous Daddy

Adan immediately took a step back, as if nothing had happened. “Okay.” He sounded chipper and entirely too unaffected for Axton’s pride.

Axton overcame Adan. His every thought scattered. If he had ever possessed an ounce of good sense, it vanished. With the temptation breaking him, Axton snapped. He snatched Adan from his feet. The bed was too close. It took nothing to be ontop of him, inching closer to relief from this madness. He wasn’t supposed to want someone like Adan.

Adan turned his head. “I’m pretty sure I started things, but I don’t think I can do this.”

Even though a roar of denial rang through Axton’s head, he still rolled away. “It’s okay. I didn’t plan this.”

“I know.” Adan sniffed.

Axton turned his head in time to watch the first tear fall. Great. Now he felt like a bastard. “I’m sorry.” He was so stupid. Adan wasn’t like him. He was probably scared as hell now. Axton had gotten too rough.

Adan sniffed again. “Don’t apologize. That’s worse.”

Now Axton was just confused. “Okay. Sorry. I’ve spent a majority of my adult life on the inside. I don’t know how…” Axton’s hands rose and fell. He stared at the ceiling. His anger with himself grew. They never should have let him out. Every second, he got closer to spiraling. He didn’t know how to exist among normal people.

Adan moved his arm and slipped beneath it. He rested his head on Axton’s chest. “I spent all of my adult life a prisoner too. Just in a different way. I don’t know how to build anything healthy and you’re all I have. If I screw up and you go away, I’m scared of what I’ll do. It’s possible you’re all that’s keeping me from goingback to Beau just so I’m not alone. Even though, logically, I know I was more alone than ever with him.”

Adan was always so damn open with Axton. Axton felt like he needed to be the same. “I feel something for you.” The admission was easy because it was Adan. Axton couldn’t stop. “The night Tabitha died, and you left with me, I think that was the first time I had seen someone look on the outside the way I’ve felt on the inside my entire life.”

Adan’s head shot up. “I was totally shattered that night. Why would you feel like that? I thought Jarek and you came from a wealthy family with parents who stayed married until the day they died. That sounds nice.”

Axton held Adan’s stare. “They died in a car accident when my dad purposely drove them into the lake. It seems they were fighting. Someone overheard them at the party they had attended that night. They said my parents were yelling while waiting for the valet. My dad screamed about being sick of the same fight, being sick of her. I was the only fight they ever had because I’m the product of an affair. Jarek doesn’t know,” Axton tacked on before he could ask.

Adan didn’t look surprised. “I wondered why Jarek and you look so much different.”

A smile exploded across Axton’s face. “Then you’re a step ahead of Jarek.” His smile fell. “Jarek was given everything. He was their golden child. Jarek didn’t even notice the abuse I suffered. We might’ve both gotten all the same advantages, but it was allfor show. My parents were all about appearances. For a long time, I thought if I made them proud, then they would love me. I never stood a chance. Life either makes you or breaks you.” Axton swallowed. It hurt. “I’m pretty sure it’s broken me.”

Adan went back to cuddling against Axton’s chest. “Well, look at us. Just a pair of fucked up people who went searching for love in all the wrong people.”

Adan was right. Axton had ended up in the wrong crowd searching for love and acceptance. He hadn’t realized he was only being used until it was too late. Axton had been so fucking angry back then, it probably wouldn’t have mattered even if he knew. Being used was at least attention. Loneliness fucked with people’s heads.

“I love you. I’ve never been this scared to lose anyone.”

Axton blinked. It wasn’t exactly a flinch. More of a shock than anything. No one loved him, but he couldn’t deny Adan’s words. He cleared his throat. “Yeah. I guess that’s those feelings I talked about having for you too. Even though I know I’m not good at being human, and I don’t know how to be whatever you need as a Little, you’re all I think about. All my time is spent plotting ways to be with you.”

Adan went up on to one elbow. “Is it okay if I kiss you again? I don’t want to be a tease or anything, but—”

Axton grabbed the back of Adan’s head and pulled him in for a kiss, cutting off his words. He didn’t give a fuck about sex. Whilehe very much wanted to be inside Adan, he wanted this more. A connection.

“Tell me about the cat ears,” Axton demanded between kisses.

Adan chuckled against his lips. “They’re cute. I wear them when I’m scared and need a confidence boost.”

Axton held Adan away for a second so he could hold his stare. “I’ve never seen you without them.”

“That’s because I’m always scared.”

Axton reclaimed Adan’s mouth. They would be afraid together and figure this out. Their feelings were out there now. Everything else would eventually fall into place.

Chapter Four

Rain poured down, soakingthe city. It wasn’t often Axton had to park his bike and take his truck instead. He was especially bummed about it today. Axton had promised Adan he would take him for a ride tonight. Starting out breaking his promises was definitely a bad look, but he couldn’t control the weather.

He had time to kill before Adan got off work, and he was bored off his ass. Axton drove to a historic area near Adan’s work where several boutiques were located. Most were locally owned and had an eclectic mixture of things for sale. He knew he could park, walk the covered sidewalk, and kill time. One of these days, he probably needed to stop living off his inheritance and get a job or something. The jobs willing to hire a felon weren’t occupations he could see himself doing. Mostly, though, he was savoring his freedom. He wasn’t ready to be trapped by a nine to five.

Axton roamed a few shops. Nothing caught his eye. Finally, at the store at the end of the block, he hit pay dirt. He spotted a bright yellow raincoat with matching duck boots. A smile lit his face as he grabbed the items and made his way to the register. While waiting for his transaction to clear, Axton glanced around. His gaze landed on a mirror behind the register when the bell above the door jingled. One of Beau’s henchman came in.

“Do you have a restroom?”

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