Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
She has been quiet for a while, but I know she’s not sleeping because of the deep breaths she keeps taking which usually means she is upset but holding it in. “I’m sorry baby. I never want to make you feel bad. Ever. I just worry about you and our little girl, you know. Especially knowing what I do about everything that has happened.” It takes her a minute to respond but when she does she turns in my arms and puts her head on my chest.
“I know Royce. The truth is you have every right to be worried and I know you’re right. I shouldn’t be there. I need to stay away from her toxic life for our baby's sake. I just… she’s my mom, you know? I guess part of me wants the relationship with her that I can see myself building with your mom and I thought for a minute if I came home it would miraculously happen.” My sweet girl drops a tear onto my chest, and I lift her chin scowling at the offensive action. Fucking tears.
“I’m sorry baby. I wish I could fix it for you, but I can't.”
“I know. No one can.” She sounds so damn sad it is killing me.
“But I do have an idea for the other issue.” I wait for her to look at me once more before finishing. “I am going to get us our own apartment.” Her eyes get so big she looks like a baby doe. Chuckling, I haul her up my chest and kiss her swollen lips before moving her wild hair from her face.
“What? You can’t do that? That costs money and what about your parents?”
“I know it costs money baby. I work two jobs and if I have to find a third one I will. And my parents will understand. I’m twenty years old. I don’t need their permission.”
“I know that.” she says, her eyes getting a bit frantic. “But what if they figure out you are moving away from them because I complained or something? No, we can stay. I mean it's fine. I don’t want your parents to hate me. No we can’t…” she starts panicking and the only way I can think of to calm her down is my mouth on hers.
Slowly I drag my tongue across her lips and slip it into her mouth. Her moan tells me she is with me again. I give her a few more seconds of lip service and then pull back as much as I don’t want to so we can end this conversation.
“Are you calm now?” Nodding her head, she looks at me with worry I want to quash. “My parents will understand, Mari. Trust me. All I care about is our baby and you. I love you both so much and want you happy and worry-free. So let me take care of you.” I kiss her lightly. Her eyes light up but I also see unshed tears.
“Why the tears, love?” She smiles and sniffs.
“I just never thought I would have a love like this unlike my mother.”
“Mari, can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“Do you know anything about your biological father? I mean I know your mom told her dad she didn’t know who he was, but did she ever say anything to you?”
“No. I asked multiple times. I only know where she lived when it happened and that she worked at a restaurant as a hostess.” hmm. I would love to help her with this.
“Would you be willing to take a DNA test? I could try to help you find him.” she looks at me in shock and nods her head.
“Oh my god. I don’t know what I did to deserve you.” She begins crying again. I have to kiss her to make the damn tears stop.
“I love you. I love you. I love you.” I repeat after each kiss. When more tears begin to fall, my stomach clenches. “The fucking tears, baby. You’re killing me.” She smiles at me and wipes her face.
“They’re happy tears, silly,” she says, pulling my mouth down to hers. The word happy gives me butterflies like a damn girl.
“Oh yeah?” I ask looking in her eyes to see the truth.
“Yes,” she says, nodding her head. “You make me happier than I ever thought I could be.” Thank fuck.
CHAPTER 10
MARI
APRIL
SIX AND A HALF MONTHS PREGNANT
“There she is. My good girl. Come here,” he says, beckoning with his finger to get on the bed with him. On my hands and knees, I crawl toward him, my body quivering preparing for what is to come. He is like a drug to me. One I don't want to detox from.
I can feel the stickiness forming around the lips of my pussy, my mouth watering as I look at his cock, while his hands stroke it up and down. I stop in front of him waiting for him to tell me what to do. I love how dominant he is, especially in the bed. This is where I have no worries and can just feel. “Fuck I have missed you, baby. So has he.” He gestures towards his cock. “I am losing my fucking mind without you in our bed every damn night. Now you owe me. Show him how much you missed him.”