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“I mooooooove.” I let my lips graze the screen and kissed him.
“Ahh, right. Three weeks until you’re here, in my arms for the rest of my life.” He pressed his lips to the screen and then let a loud yawn roll off his tongue.
The best part about this night was that it didn’t require me to hang up. I nestled under my covers and switched on the small nightlight near my bed. Hunter did the same, and together we went to bed.
Thank you for reading Daddy’s Secret. This book ends on a HFN(Happily for Now)
Blue’s and Hunter’s story will pick up again in a full length set to release in early 2023
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Daddy’s Baby
Prologue: Jaimie
I’ve lookedat her a thousand times, and my eyes have slid over her body more times than I could count, but today was different. My mouth watered, my lips trembled, and my cock ached relentlessly. The sound of shattered glass bouncing off the wall did not affect me. I was in a trance, frozen as I took in every inch of her.
“Are you going to throw one?” A warm smile played across her lips as she shoved a handful of white china plates into my arms. I’ve been hiring Remy for over a year now, and we have had countless dates, but I never touched her. I never wanted to touch her until now. Has my shield weakened? I’ve told myself over and over that relationships were out of the question, and that’s why Remy is here now. I hired her because I knew I couldn’t fall in love with her, or that’s what I thought.
“Throwin plates ay, alright, Sheila.” She giggled, and I watched her lips curl into an intoxicating grin. A God damn smile-worthy enough to bring me to my knees on a good day.
“Who’s Sheila?” she asked, her arms folded across her chest, and she bit the inside of her lip, something she did when waiting for an answer.
“It’s an expression. Sheila means good woman, a nice lady, or a dirty little slut. Depends on who I’m talking to,” I said, inching closer as I let my body tower over hers.
“Am I the dirty little slut?” She joked. My lips curled into a devilish smile, and at that moment, I couldn’t remember the last time I did that. Well, I did remember the last time I smiled; it was two months ago when I saw her last. Remy’s been the only person who had been able to make me do that. The plates shattered against the wall with each throw. I could see her staring at me out of the corner of my eye, waiting for an answer. She showed up at my hotel suite on this day last year, and I knew we wouldn’t have anything in common.
She could never understand me, for starters. My Australian slang created a mishap in communication for the first few months, and I found myself repeating every word, which was fucking dreadful. Then she started to grow on me, and I found myself looking forward to my monthly business trip to the states because it meant I would be able to see her. I always hired her for one night because that’s all I needed. In the mornings, I would leave her and board my private jet back home, but I’ll be a fucking lie if I told myself it wasn’t getting harder to leave, and at one point, I contemplated staying.
The last plate finally shattered against the wall, and my eyes slid to meet hers.
“I’m bloody hungry. I could eat the crunch of a rotten fox right about now. What you say?” My hand extended toward hers, and she grabbed it.
The bolt of electricity that left my body could have stopped my heart. I knew she felt it; how could she not. I’ve been hiring her for a year, and all of our dates have been cordial. No kissing, no touching, just decent company.
“I’ve never eaten a fox. I could go for some yummy steak, though.” She guided me toward the front, and I could see my black SUV waiting for us through the frosted glass doors.
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