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I nod and swallow. This whole situation is very confusing. Sometimes I wish I could be the guy who doesn’t overthink everything, but that’s not who I am. I don’t think I was always this way. I became this way when I realized I was going to have to be the only responsible adult in Syd’s life. She only has me. I can’t screw up or I’ll let her down, and that’s the last thing I want. As it is she has had to be with nannies she disliked in the past, and that causes a whole array of guilt to rise in me.

“I’ll pack Syd,” I say dryly.

I don’t know what else to say. Not when I can see how much this trip means to Ellie. Truth is, it’s kind of scaring me. I want Ellie but I can’t claim her as mine. It isn’t responsible. It isn’t the right thing to do.

When I am done packing Syd, I tell her to grab her iPad and charger then I head to my room. I place a suitcase on the bed and pack my clothes, taking into consideration that the nights may still be cool this time of year. I look over to my bedside table where I have a pack of condoms in the drawer. I won’t need those, will I? Knowing me and this situation, I won’t be able to keep my hands off Ellie. I open the drawer and take the pack of condoms, tucking them at the bottom of my suitcase under some clothes. It doesn’t hurt to play it safe.

When I am all ready, I head to the door. Ellie is waiting with a bag on her shoulder. She has changed into a pair of leggings and a cropped sweatshirt. She also has Syd in longer clothes too, which is smart.

“Does that mean I am missing school?” Syd asks.

“Just a couple days. Is that okay? I emailed your teachers to let them know,” I say to my daughter.

“I don’t mind missing school for a vacation.” Syd shrugs.

Both Ellie and I laugh because she can sound so old and mature for her age, it’s adorable.

We hit the road. After ten minutes Syd asks, “Are we there yet?”

“No, Sweet Pea. It’s a two-hour drive and it’s been ten minutes,” I reply.

“Will you tell me when we are close?” she asks.

“I sure will. How about you use your iPad and watch a movie?” I suggest.

“You said I can’t use the iPad in the car, Daddy.”

“I know, but this is a long trip so we can make an exception,” I reply. “Ellie, would you mind setting her up?”

“Let’s do this,” Ellie says, and she unbuckles her seat belt and turns and leans over the seat, so now I pretty much have her butt next to my face. All I can think about is giving her a good slap and watching her creamy skin turn pink, or maybe eating that sweet pussy of hers.

She gets Syd settled with the iPad and sits back down. I feel her watching me out of the corner of my eye.

“What?” I ask, keeping my eyes on the road.

“Nothing,” she says with nonchalance. “You look a little irritated.”

“I’m definitely not irritated,” I answer grumpily, and I squeeze the steering wheel harder. What I am is hard. What I want is her in a bed. It’s been two weeks since we had sex and it’s been too long.

She grins and shrugs and then she leans against the headrest getting some shut-eye.

For the next hour the car is quiet. I look in my rearview mirror to see Syd is busy watching a movie.

I was thinking of stopping for a break but since the girls seem fine, I press on. Besides, it is starting to get dark, and I don’t know where I am going. I’ve got the Waze app on, but I would rather find the place while there is still some light outside.

After driving through the mountainous roads, we arrive at the cabin. It looks modern with stone, cement, and wood touches but it’s the scenery around us that steals your breath. Along with the beautiful woman occupying my front seat. Shit. What was I thinking bringing her to a place like this? I know exactly what I was thinking. I did this for her, but I did this for me too and that thought scares the crap out of me.

CHAPTERTWENTY-EIGHT

Ellie

Connor shoves the door open and Syd goes running inside. Despite the late hour, she is wide awake. Her blue eyes filled with curiosity as she takes in her new surroundings. The cabin is located on a large property and there is a lake in the backyard. The back wall of the cabin is one large sliding glass door with a stunning view of the lake and other cottages nearby. Inspiration to paint is already bubbling inside me.

Connor walks in behind us, holding my bag on his shoulder while rolling his and Syd’s suitcase on either side of him.

“You take the master suite, Ellie,” he says.

“Um. . .”

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