Page 10 of Wooed By Daddy

Her eyes widen, and her lips twitch. “I see,” she murmurs.

We start walking again. “Yeah, he met Cassie while she was an intern for him just before Christmas, the two of them couldn’t hold back their attraction, and one thing led to another, and the next thing I know is my brother is madly in love with Cass, and he’s happy. That’s all that matters.”

She nods. “He and Beth seemed like an odd pairing a bit like you and m—” She tenses as she stops speaking, and I know she was going to say like me and her mom. She’s right, Helen and I were an odd couple, and there were a hell of a lot of things wrong in our marriage, but at one stage I loved the woman.

I look down at Kelly and see that her face is paler than I have ever seen it, her hand trembles in mine. I follow her gaze and see that she’s staring at a guy who’s walking toward us. A man that looks poleaxed as he stares at my woman’s bump.

“Kelly?” the asshole growls.

“Ian,” she replies cooly, even though I can feel her hand trembling in mine, she’s recovered her shock and is staring at the prick head-on. “It’s been a while, how are you?”

He shakes his head; he bares his teeth as he glares at us, his lips peeled back into a snarl. “You’re pregnant?” he hisses at her.

My anger starts to boil at the way he’s talking to her. No one, not any fucking one, gets to talk to her in that manner. I don’t give a fuck who they are.

“Yes,” she replies calmly, and I hate that she’s trembling still.

“You always were a stuck-up bitch. You fucked someone?” He takes a step forward, and I block his path. No fucking way is he getting near her. “Move it, old man, this is between Kelly and me.”

I lean forward so that I’m in the asshole's face. “That’s where you’re wrong, asshole, you do not speak to her like that, hell, you shouldn’t be anywhere fucking near her.”

The bastard laughs. “You’re just pissed that I hurt your daughter and fucked your wife.”

It finally clicks who this prick is. He’s Kelly’s ex-fiance and the bastard my wife fucked just to prove to her daughter that she could. I hope Helen’s rolling in her grave seething that Kelly’s the woman that I want, that I’ve always wanted. “Who hadn’t fucked my wife?” I ask him with a raised brow.

I caught Helen in bed with some guy a few months before she died. We were separated at the time of her death, something only Lucas knew. Helen and I were done, and I was filing for divorce. I don’t accept infidelity, and I sure as fuck won’t allow the woman to stay with me. Since her death, I have discovered that she had at least five affairs in the length we were married. My love for the woman died the moment I saw her getting railed by another dude.

“Ian,” Kelly says, her hand pressing against my back. “What do you want?”

“I want to know who you fucked.”

I take another step closer to the prick. “Who she’s with is none of your Goddamn business, asshole. You ceased existing for her the day you fucked her mom, now, she asked you a question. What do you want?”

“Fuck,” he snarls. “What was I supposed to do, Kel? You were tired all the damn time, you were sick, we never fucked.”

I feel the air become static, and I reach out for Kelly, knowing that his words have hurt her. “I was pregnant, you asshole,” she hisses at him.

“Funny,” I drawl. “She’s eight months pregnant, and she takes my cock like she was made to.”

I hear Kelly’s sharp intake of breath. She presses against my back, her body shaking with laughter. “You?” the bastard hisses. “That’s your baby?”

“Yes,” I say proudly. “You had her, man. She was all yours, and you threw her away. You fucked up and lost the best thing that ever happened to you. I waited. I took too fucking long to realize just what she means to me. Now I know that she’s meant for me. I’ll never make the mistake you did. Kelly’s mine, asshole. Stay the fuck away from her.”

The bastard’s face is ashen, but he takes heed of my words and walks away.

“Grant,” she whispers, and I turn to face her, her eyes wide and brimming with tears. “You really meant that,” she says in a soft voice.

“Every fucking word,” I vow as I take her face into my hands and hold her tight. “You’re mine Kelly. You were made for me.” I slant my lips against hers and show her she’s the only woman in the world.

ChapterFive

Kelly

It’s been two weeks since Grant and I had our lunch date. He’s been serious about wooing me. Every day there’s breakfast ordered for me and delivered to my house. More times than not, there’s breakfast for Rina also, which has me wondering if my best-friend is in cahoots with Grant.

“This is delicious,” Rina grins as she shovels some pancakes into her mouth. “He’s doing a great job wooing you, the man’s completely gaga over you.”

I roll my eyes. “He’s trying, he’s saying all the right words and doing all the right things, but it’s hard to forget that the man was married to my mom.”

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