Daddy’s Good Girl – Desperate Daddies Read Online S.E. Law

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Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
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“So you had the baby and gave it up for adoption.”

“No, I didn’t,” Jenna corrects swiftly. “I had an abortion when I was nothing but a girl. It was a big deal because abortion was pretty much illegal in Florida, even back then. It’s highly restricted, and we had to jump through a lot of hoops. My mom organized and paid for everything, obviously, because I had no money and neither did Julio. But the experience devastated Stephanie, and after I recovered, she couldn’t stand to look at me anymore. I ended up in foster care, and after a series of group home transfers, made it all the way up here.”

“So you were recovering from an abortion when your mother kicked you out.”

“That’s right,” Jenna says in an even tone. “But I’ve forgiven Stephanie for it. I believe my mom was genuinely in love with Julio, and that my betrayal wounded her to the core. I get it. The two people closest to her in the world conspired to betray her, and she could hardly function.”

“Are you alright?” I ask immediately. “What happened next?”

A wry smile twists Jenna’s lips.

“The group home sucked, to be honest, but I made it out by earning a college scholarship. Then, I matriculated at Evergreen, and here we are.”

“But the scholarship wasn’t enough, and as a result, you started working for Sweet Lies.”

“Yes,” Jenna acknowledges, her voice calm even though there are two spots of color high on her cheeks. “So as you can see, Rick, we both have pasts. My background is filled with disappointment and tragedy, but it seems that yours is too. Both of us have scars, because that’s just how our lives have turned out. The question is: do you still want to make this work, knowing what I’ve done? Or is there too much baggage already? I don’t blame you if you’d rather move on because frankly, I still hate myself sometimes. I’m disgusted with my own actions, and regret them so much.”

I stare at the gorgeous blonde a moment longer as my mind whirls. To be honest, her confession came from left field and I never would have guessed that Jenna has such a sordid past. Her innocent demeanor, and sweet, wholesome ways paint an altogether different picture, and I’m shocked as well as surprised. So what do I make of it? My mind churns.

But then, I see her hand steal across her stomach again, as if soothing the baby inside. I see how her pulse flutters in her throat, and how she swallows heavily, almost as if she’s waiting in fear for my judgment. It’s then that I know I want to be with Jenna because what we have, and what we can create together going forwards, is more important than what’s happened in the past. We’ve both made mistakes, and suffered greatly for them. But we can rise from the ashes and live to build something new, and greater, if we stick together.

As a result, I get up from my seat and circle my desk before pulling Jenna from her chair. She stands, her eyes wide and questioning, as I pull her curvy form into my arms.

“We’ll figure it out,” I say in a low tone, my blue eyes burning into her own. “We’ve both made mistakes, and you know what? It’s okay. Human beings make mistakes, and no one is perfect. Besides, you were very young when all that happened, and I can’t imagine how much you suffered.”

Tears well in Jenna’s eyes as she lets out a long, trembling sigh.

“I have made mistakes in my past,” she acknowledges. “But I don’t want to pay for them for the rest of my life, which is why I want to keep this child, and to be with you. I want us to try and create something new that makes us both happy. Do you think we can do that?”

I bend my lips to press them hungrily against Jenna’s.

“We absolutely can try,” I mutter against the rosiness of her plush pout. “I want you, Jenna London, and I still stand by what I said early on. You are the woman for me, and you’re the perfect mommy for my baby too. We’re going to make this work.”

To emphasize my words, I seize her mouth in a passionate kiss, sealing my intention of making her mine. After all, we were never supposed to be together. We’re two flawed people who have erred multiple times along this journey called life, but I have to believe that time heals all wounds, and I believe that Jenna and I can make this work. We’ll stick together, practice grace daily, and be gentle with each other because nothing in life is perfect ... but with the curvy girl at my side, I know it can be done.


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