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That was a visual I could have done without. Jeff was a real piece of work. He fucked women at a rate that even I found excessive, and that was saying something. It was a new woman almost every night if he could make it happen. Which, most of the time, he could. His number was a blur, and it was a miracle he didn’t have a bunch of kids scattered across New York. Or maybe he did, and none of the women had wanted to contact him again.
Jeff was a lot of things, but responsible and caring didn’t come close. He wasn’t exactly father material. He’d been married twice to women that had stripped him bare without an iron clad pre-nup, and both times, he’d rebuilt himself. Other than that, he fucked and fucked some more.
I couldn’t live like that. I didn’t know how he did it, and I didn’t want to know.
I was just relieved that we weren’t talking about Scarlett anymore. I didn’t want him even thinking about her. Protective? Yes. I was starting to be. But I was paying good money for her to be my baby’s mother, and she was, for all intents and purposes, mine.
And no one else could play with what was mine.
Chapter Nine
Scarlett
I’d spent the day with Lily, catching up. I’d stayed over, and we’d watched movies and talked about boys, doing what we’d been doing since I could remember. She was my best friend, and I liked hanging out with her.
This time, it had been harder. We’d always talked about the men we were interested in, but I couldn’t tell her about Evan. He was her dad, and we were going to have a baby together. We were fucking. It wasn’t the kind of information you spilled casually over pizza and chick flicks.
Evan wanted me to keep it away from her because he said they’d talked about it already. I trusted him – he was paying and those were his wishes.
Once, long ago, Lily had told me that her dad wanted more kids. She had been so upset. She’d felt like he was taking away the little team they had built since her mother had died. She was upset that he would look at another woman. Then, I had agreed with her – we’d been kids. Now, I knew he had the right to love or lust any way he wanted. But I was in the middle, now, and if Lily found out was sleeping with her dad…
This was a unique case in every way. I hated having to lie to her. We’d never done that to each other. We always told each other everything. I was going against our friendship code or something. And I felt bad about it. I didn’t know how to break it to her without her hating me forever.
Besides, it wasn’t just my secret to tell. Evan was the one that wanted the baby, that was paying the money, and that set the age on his ad for a surrogate mother. If it hadn’t been me, it would have been someone else who was just as young. It was just coincidence that we knew each other so well, but it’s a small world, right?
Small and messed up, apparently.
I tried not to think about it too much.
What I did think about was Evan. He was on my mind all the time. He’d been so hot last night when he’d gotten rid of Jeff for me. There was something amazing about being protected by a man that wanted to keep you all to himself.
I knew it was about how pure I was right now, about the baby. His possessive behavior had been nothing more than protecting what he paid for, but that was beside the point. I knew all that, but it was still damn hot.
And that turned me on just thinking about it. There wasn’t a man hotter than one that wanted you all to himself. And I wanted him, too.
I’d wanted him last night, but I had to suppress it around Lily. I couldn’t talk to her about this kind of thing.
This morning when I woke up, I had sex on my mind. I was hot and bothered and horny. I wanted to be stripped naked and fucked, and I wanted Evan to be the one to do it. It was part of our deal, anyway, but I wanted him.
I wanted him badly.
I was back home in my room around lunch time, running my hands over my own body, picturing him touching me. I wanted him to grope me, feel me, and finger me. I wanted him to lick me, suck me, and fuck me.
And I wanted it as soon as possible. So, I decided to go and get it.
I got dressed in a skirt and top that would pull off easily, and I conveniently forgot my underwear. I pulled a coat over it and put on flat boots. I felt a little bit like a hooker, getting ready for sex, hiding it under a coat so the world wouldn’t know, but when I looked in the mirror, I looked normal, like someone that might step out to do some shopping or go for casual dinner with a friend.
I drove to Evan’s house and parked in front of the mansion. I got out and walked to the door, ringing that insane doorbell.
A moment later, Evan opened the door.
“No butler today, either?” I asked.
“You’re the only one that rings that godforsaken thing,” he said. “I figured it would be better to get this one myself. Besides, it’s Sunday. I send them home early on Sunday.”
His eyes slid down my body, taking me in, and I shivered.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
