Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 116231 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116231 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
“Dad, can I have a pizza pocket?”
“Yeah!” I shout back before turning to Josephine. “We discussed this. Two days after I left you. We met for coffee because there was no fucking way I was going back into that house.” I raise my eyebrows to see if it jogs her memory. “We decided we would look at the calendar and swap out the days so it’s fair. So if I’m gone for four days, you have them, and then when I get back, I get them for the four days.”
“What’s going to happen when you have a game, and you are gone until eleven at night?”
“I don’t know if you’ve heard of this thing, it’s called a babysitter.” I shrug. “It’ll be like when you came to the games, and they stayed home.”
“Who is this babysitter?” she asks, and I chuckle.
“Okay, well, you have a nice day.” I ignore her question because it’s none of her business.
“I have a right to know who is staying with my children.”
“I don’t ask you who stays with the kids when they are with you. I have to think that you wouldn’t endanger our children, and you should think the same. What I feel for you is not what I feel for our kids.” I stand up, done with this conversation. “So, this has been fun. Thanks for bringing the kids over. Sorry about oversleeping, won’t happen again.”
“I can never win with you.”
“That’s not true,” I tell her, closing the door. “We just had a conversation, and I didn’t tell you to fuck off, so consider that a win. Bye, Josephine.” I shut the door and turn around to head into the house. The kids are all lounging on the couch, watching something on TV.
“I’m going to go brush my teeth, then we’ll make some lunch. How about we hit up the zoo maybe?” I suggest and they don’t really answer me. “Or a movie? We can go to the beach?”
“Movie,” Vincent decides.
“Movie,” Westley agrees with his brother.
“Movie,” Nora adds. I’m sure she’s only saying it because the other two have said it.
“Okay,” I reply and walk back to the stairs, heading upstairs. I walk past my bed and into the bathroom, turning on the water in the sink first before cupping my hand and splashing water on my face a couple of times. Then I grab a towel on the side and dab my face. I can’t believe I slept in and missed my alarm. I mean, I can believe it because I didn’t fall asleep until after four this morning, even though I got home at eleven.
I was in a state of shock as I walked into my house. Fuck, the whole night I lay in my bed, still fully clothed, thinking about what the fuck I just did. Which made it even worse because I was as hard as a rock the rest of the night. I even got up and took a cold shower, but the minute I closed my eyes, I saw Kylie on top of me, riding me like I’ve never been ridden before. She literally fucked me, and I have never come so hard before in my life.
I have also never in my life been so far gone for someone that I had to fuck them in my fucking SUV. Making out with someone, sure, we’ve all done that. Fooling around and feeling each other up, yup, been there. Dragging her over the fucking console and finger fucking her and then having her ride me. Never in my fucking life. Never. It kept playing over and over again while I was in the shower, and I had no choice but to fist myself and make myself come again. I thought after the shower sleep would come and find me easily. But it fucking didn’t, I lay awake all night, wondering how she was going to act toward me the next time. I mean, she made it pretty clear to me she didn’t even like me. I wasn’t so fond of her either, which makes this entire thing crazy.
I keep trying to recall who went for the other first. The last thing I remembered was pushing her hand away so I could put her address in. My body was already on high alert with her in that fucking skirt that rode up even more when she sat down. Then she shimmied to the edge of the seat, and it was barely covering her ass. She isthe sexiest woman I have ever seen in my life. Hands down. Without a doubt. She was sexy for two reasons; besides her obvious pretty face complemented by the most unique eyes I’ve ever looked in to. One, she didn’t even try to be sexy, she just was. Two, her attitude of not giving a fuck about who I was and making sure I knew she didn’t like me, just made her different.