“If you’re her type, then her type is Dad! Jesus! This reeks of daddy issues. She’s gonna need years of therapy!”
“I’ll pay for it all, promise! Best therapist in Beverly Hills!”
“Jett! Why should Iapprove? This is insane!”
“Because I’ll never hurt her the way Asshole Archer did, Ican promise that. Imay have hurt the others; it wasn’t their fault, they weren’t her. But if Ihave her, I’ll never need them and I’ll have zero reason to ever hurt Baby. Does that make sense?”
“None of this does! Fuck!”
I grab her shoulders and make her really see me. “What I’m saying is, I’ve had enough random sex to last me the rest of my life. I’ve had my fill. Can’t you at leasttryto believe that? The only thing I’ve ever wanted that Ihaven’t been able to have is Baby. Please, don’t Ideserve a chance to show you, to show her Ican be what she needs?”
Lola taps her little green toes on the stone steps, one hand raising up to shield her pale arse from the blinding LA sun. “So, you’re promising me you won’t fuck around on her?”
I squeeze her shoulder. “That is exactly what I’m promising. Cross my bloody heart.”
“What if you get tempted, Jett? Please tell me you’ll free her, you’ll let her go before that happens? Ijust, after what Ace did, I-I can’t—”
“Lo, IPROMISE! But Iwon’t be tempted, all right? All the people I’ve slept with over the last eight years? Iwished they were her! So if Iactually had her, after waiting so long … why would Ipossibly fuck that up?!”
“Because that’s what rockstars do best! Iwould know!”
I squeeze her around the middle. “I love your family more than my own, you know that! Trust me. Please?”
Lola shakes her head but pats mine. She can't stay mad at me, none of them can. “Looks like you’ve passed the sibling test. Jude told me last night he thinks we should give you a shot. Now Ican see why. You already care about her more than Ace did, and they were together two years.”
“I’ve cared more than Ace and then some, before she even knew who that asshole was. Thank you, Imean it.”
I hug her goodbye and try not to burst out laughing, watching as Lola, ’bout five three like her sister, drags in a bear that’s clearly six feet or taller.
* * *
That night, the window to Baby’s room is cracked open for me, and I’m getting in ridiculously good shape from climbing that drain. The first thing Isee is the enormous teddy on her bed. She’s lounging with her back againstthe bear’s fuzzy chest, and she’s got the bear’s arms wrapped around like he’s cuddling her. Itake my phone out of my pocket to snap a pic because it’s the cutest freaking thing I’ve ever seen.
The first thing that comes to mind to say isIwrote a song about you today, Baby,but that’s only half true. Ialso recorded the whole thing. But it doesn’t feel right to tell her till she’s truly mine. Her downtrodden, adorable face brightens to a full grin as she hears me sing her name through the window.
“Baby … Your goodnight snog service has arrived,” Isay, drooling as she practically skips across the room, wearing the tiniest, laciest pink nightie, tits so full and bouncy as she quickens her steps to get to me. “Although you look so fuckin’ hot in that, it should be illegal. Should Igo get my handcuffs, darling?”
“Only if they’re the pink and fuzzy kind.” She looks at me like she’s fucking starving. Ittakes all the willpower in the world not to jump into the room and spread her legs apart for me. She can’t fist my T-shirt tonight because all I’m wearing is a leather vest that she zips down to stare at my chest and abs. Has she been thinking about me naked all day? My cock hardens at the thought, at the sight of her, until my length presses painfully against the zipper.
“May Icount those abs with my tongue? Wanna make sure you weren’t lying about the number eight…”
My sly grin hopefully hides how desperate Iam to be buried inside her. “I would never lie, especially about that number … closing in on eight years since Idropped to my knees at your feet … eight abs … eight inches.”
“Aww, you ditched the metric system for me, Ilike that.” Isnicker until she ducks her head down, and my dick jumps like he thinks she’s coming for him.We’re not that lucky!Iself-remind. She darts her tongue out and bumps it down each ab on one side, then the other. “Mmm, you weren’t lying. Can Icheck the other claim?”
My dick throbs against my fly. Iwant her so bad. Her fingers rest delicately on the button of my leather pants. “You have no idea how badly Iwant you to do that,” Iwhine. No one’s ever made me whine, made me needy like this. Something about the girl I've neveronceseen act horny, wanting me like this? Itsomehow validates every stupid ass decision I've made in my life tobe here, now, single and ready the moment she needs all her worries fucked out of her. Jackpot.
“Oh, look! I’ve found Thor’s hammer! Iknow this is an ancient collectible, but it would look great smashed into the front of Bry’s car! Don’t you think, Jewels?”
I jolt backwards at the sound of Max’s threat booming through the bedroom door. “Maybe tomorrow, Baby. Fuck, Iwant you! I’m sorry.” My lips envelope her plush pink ones, my tongue sliding hot against hers. My fingers hold her jaw, wanting to keep her lips on mine permanently.
“Nothing bad will happen to the hammer, Dad! And Jett can buy Bry a new car! No problem!” Jewels yells. “Let’s go give it a whirl!”
We sigh, and Baby gives me one more peck before it’s back down the drainpipe for me. Idon’t know why they’re being such assholes, but I’m not giving up, not by a long shot.
Chapter 15
Jett
