Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 34206 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34206 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
“No. That would require speaking to me, and it seems David Larson no longer has a daughter.” She shook her head. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to— He hasn’t answered any of my calls, but that’s because I’m a huge disappointment to him. To both of them.”
“I don’t imagine that’s true.”
She laughed. “Trust me, it’s very much true.” She shook her head. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be talking about my problems.”
“There is a high chance that you and I are going to be seeing a lot of each other this year,” he said. “Tell me.”
Teal looked at him. Her brown eyes were filled with sadness. Her long, brown hair was pulled back at the base of her neck, and he, for some odd reason, wanted to see it flowing down her back.
Or better yet, spread out over my pillow.
Jaxson ran a hand down his face. What he needed to do was slap himself silly. That way, he would be able to see that lusting after a young girl, which was what Teal was, was deeply inappropriate. Eighteen or not. He didn’t fall for or lust after young girls.
He loved women. Full women. Nice big tits, full hips. Thick, juicy thighs. A woman who could take a nice big pounding and beg for more.
Teal was young. But she looked all freaking woman.
The large shirt she wore didn’t hide the body beneath, as he’d seen that before.
One day, he’d been cleaning the house, something else he never did, but he’d randomly decided to do it when he caught sight of her outside in a swimsuit. He shouldn’t have looked.
No way he should have looked, but he had. He’d seen Teal without anything to cover up her beautiful body, and she was so freaking beautiful.
Large tits, a small waist, curved hips, and thick, juicy thighs. The kind that were meant to go around a man’s waist as he fucked her hard.
Wrong images.
Wrong thoughts.
“My parents are disappointed in me. They don’t want to take me to their parties or even acknowledge my existence. My dad won’t talk to me, and Mom keeps telling me to study. That the key to getting good grades is to study.” She blew out a breath. “I know she told you I was thick or something.”
“She … kind of said that.” He didn’t want to lie to her.
“Trust me when I tell you that is one of the nicest things she has said to me lately.” She shrugged. “It’s fine. Everything will be fine. Next week is a new year, and I’ll be able to figure out what went wrong.”
“Well, we’re both going to be new next week. A new start.” For a reason he had no reason for, he held up his lemonade, and Teal clinked her glass to his.
The box she had brought to him caught his attention. After putting his lemonade down, he went to the box and opened it, only to find nothing in the box.
That was so odd.
Chapter Two
School sucked. It sucked hard.
Arriving back home by Friday after a week of classes with new teachers and new students, Teal just wanted to curl up on the sofa, eat ice cream, and watch crappy shows on the big screen.
Of course, that wasn’t going to happen because her mother sat curled up on one of the chairs. Tears streamed from her eyes.
“Are you okay?” Teal asked.
“That should be what I ask you.” She sniffled.
“Dad. Is he not…”
Bethany shook her head. “No, he’s not coming at the moment. He said there is stuff he needs to do and that I need to stop nagging him. Am I nagging him?”
“Kind of.”
Her mother sniffled. “Of course. Yes. We used to talk every single day, but now I’m the bully because I want to resolve this.”
“Mom, you slept with another guy.”
Bethany growled. “I know that. Don’t you think I know that? Damn it. It’s not like he’s a saint. Especially not now. You think I don’t know he has been through five PAs in the last two years? All of them young and blonde, and just begging him to pay them attention.”
This was another contention between the two of them.
“Mom, Dad wouldn’t—”
She glared at her.
Teal held her hands up. “I’m sorry. He’s, er, he’s not speaking to me either.”
“Don’t take it personally, honey. He just wants you to focus on your studies.”
Of course. That was the excuse they always made. They all just wanted her to focus on her studies. Those were the most important parts. Just her studies. Nothing else.
“How was school?” Bethany asked.
“Fine.”
“Good. Good.”
It wasn’t fine. Teal hated it. She didn’t mesh well. Making new friends had always been a challenge for her. At least at her old school, she was surrounded by people who seemed to understand her and get her. She was the weird one back in her old school. It didn’t sound like a lot of fun, but it worked for her. Boy, did it work.