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He hangs up, and I smile as I put the phone down, push off the lawn chair, and descend the four steps before my bare toes hit the warm sand while Aiden grins and claps his hands with excitement.

I’ll be back in a few days, but first, I want to spend time with my brother, if nothing else, because time is precious and he won’t be this innocent for long.

I chew my bottom lip as I twist Cody’s phone in my hand. His girlfriend Haley has messaged several times, not realizing I have her boyfriend’s phone. She threatened their relationship if he doesn’t reply, which made me laugh and I messaged Cody to inform him of her threats which he just sent me an eye roll emoji.

I think he may be done with her now but honestly he deserves better than half the crap she’s called him since I’ve had his phone.

I sigh. Aiden has been asleep for two hours after an afternoon on the beach, and my dad’s words have swum through my head.

I don’t want to give Damian the wrong impression. I need him to know that I am thinking about him I just need to be a little selfish right now.

Shaking my head, I bring up his text thread, ignoring the name he’s under and the conversations he’s had with my ex because it is none of my damn business, even if I am intrigued, and write out a message.

Me:

I love you xx

I press send without hesitation and swallow hard before the phone goes off instantly. My tears fall as butterflies flutter in my stomach at the love I have for this man with his understanding and patience.

Lucky Fucker:

I love you too, angel, and I’ll be right here when you are ready. xx

I nod and put the phone down as more tears fall and I let them. I put my hand on my stomach as the lit fire keeps me warm. Deep down, I know what I’m going to decide despite the fear running through me because I know with Damian, I can overcome anything, including taking over the bakery and being strong for my dad and brother next week. I just have to have faith in myself and hope and pray I make the best decisions not just for myself but also for my dad, my brother, and Damian.

They are my world, and for them, I’ll try to be the best version of myself I can be, even if it means facing my fears head-on.

Chapter 24

Jokester

Ilickmybottomlip as I tour the small, girlie room that is supposed to be mine in a month, and I try my fucking hardest not to feel uncomfortable. I eye the counters and the plain walls and try and vision myself in this room, but I fucking can’t, and it is pissing me off.

It doesn’t feel right here. Walking into the front door and seeing everything all…. girly, too girly, not having a man I see as an uncle to welcome me with a coffee—it feels off, wrong even, and I know it isn’t just because my girl is still not home and has gone radio silent again.

This just isn’t right, it isn’t home to me.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Where is Essy when you fucking need her?

She messaged me last night, which was a fucking relief, but since then, I haven’t heard anything, though Adam said she’ll be back soon and is just soaking up some much-needed Aiden time before his fourth birthday next week, which is also her mother’s death anniversary.

“I have never been jealous of a small child before,” I mutter to myself as I open the cabinets in the room to check the space available for all my shit, silently cursing because they are full of cleaning products and, fuck me, tampons and condoms.

I sigh and shut the too small cabinets loudly, mumbling, “Pretty sure that is shit you’d remove before a prospective employee comes in,” before looking around the room again feeling uncertainty then I eye the light pink tattoo chair.

“Damian, p-please, please,” Essy stutters as I torture her with slow circles against her swollen clit with my thumb, and I grin, keeping my thrusts hard but slow, causing her to slam her head against my tattoo chair in frustration as her nails dig into my back which I relish and ask, “Please what, angel?”

She knows what I want.

I want her to beg, to plead with me to make her come.

The little minx decided to hold off my orgasm in the shower last night while she sucked me off, so payback is a bitch, payback she didn’t expect because I fucked her senseless last night.

“Damian,” she growls when I gently flick my finger over her clit as I pull out. Chuckling, I slam forward hard, making her gasp, and I caress her lips.

“You know what I want, baby,” I whisper against her lips, and she playfully narrows her eyes and then says, “I’m sorry, okay now please make me come before I hurt you!”

I chuckle and reply, “Whatever my angel wants,” then slam my lips against hers, my tongue pushing through her lips and tangling with hers as I press down hard on her clit, rubbing tight circles making her walls tighten around my cock while I slam in and out of her making me groan at how fucking amazing her pussy feels around me.

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