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Rebecca frowned. “Laid?”

“You know, a couple of weeks ago I stopped by at the restaurant and you were stressing out, even more so than usual. I told you what you told me, that you needed to get laid.”

“Oh, right, yes. No, there’s no one. Have you picked a dress yet?”

Bella shook her head. “No. I suck at this kind of thing. It makes me miss my mom so much, you know.”

“I know. You could have mine.”

“No thanks. Your mother is a little crazy,” she said, smiling. “Did I hear right from Oliver, they’re trying to get you to agree to go on a date?”

“Yes. You’re right on that. For Easter, some rich billionaire’s son is staying with my parents, and they want me to come for dinner. They don’t want me to make it. They have a cook for that.” She rolled her eyes. “I’m not going. I’ve told them so.” She also wasn’t interested in being bridal bait for her parents.

Jackson told her she should go, and make it plain to her parents that she didn’t want to be married, and even tell the other guy, who she didn’t even know the name of.

On the one hand, she completely agreed with him. On the other, nothing ever worked out with her parents the way she wanted it to.

“Would you like me and Alaric to come? Hey, wait, we could make it a huge family event. I’ll get Dad to arrange it so that we can all do a big family thing. It would be so awesome.”

Bella was already on her cell phone, dialing. Rebecca had a mouthful of chicken, and was shaking her head.

Chewing quickly, she swallowed a large bite, and winced as it went down, seeming to scratch her throat. “Stop. You really don’t need to do that. I’ll be fine. Honestly.”

“Hey, Dad, I just had a great idea.”

Rebecca closed her eyes, and listened to Bella organize everything. This was the punishment she got for luring Bella into trouble all those years ago.

“He agreed,” Bella said. “He thinks it would be great. I’ll just call Alaric.”

Bella got up from the sofa just as Rebecca’s phone beeped.

Pulling out her cell phone, she saw it was a text from hot dad. It was the name she had called Jackson years ago.

Hot Dad: I’ll get to see my competition.

Rebecca: There is no competition, and you know it. This is going to suck balls.

Hot Dad: I love it when you suck my balls. Even better when I lick that creamy pussy.

Her cheeks heated, and her pussy went slick, remembering his tongue was there not too long ago.

“It’s all set,” Bella said, taking a seat beside her. “It’s going to be one big awesome family event.”

“I can’t wait.”

****

“What did you want me to say?” Jackson asked.

He watched as Rebecca paced his office. She could keep on doing that. He wasn’t going to pass up the spicy chicken sandwich that she had made him. The scents were driving him mad. His mouth was watering, and she had even included some cheesy fries. They were all homemade of course, and they were so good.

“I can’t believe you’re eating after all of this,” she said.

“There’s no reason not to eat. Why wouldn’t I eat?”

“I don’t know, because your darling daughter has got it into her head that we should all get together at some charming meal. My parents, the guy they want me to marry, oh and Alaric is going to be there.”

Yeah, he didn’t like the thought of watching the guy her parents wanted her to marry. Still, he was hoping that he’d get the chance to show that little fucker that no one was going to win Rebecca. That was him. She belonged to him.

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