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Single Daddy Ginger
I got back to work and somehow managed to get myself through the rest of the day. I was silent, though, and a few of my clients remarked on it because usually, I was the chatter mouth that had everybody speaking up. Now that I was keeping quiet, my daughter spoke up instead. Everyone loved her, as usual, and I couldn’t help looking over at her now and then.By the time our last client for the day had left, I was exhausted, but more emotionally than physically. I sat down and watched Mom help Fern pack her things up.“Are you going to go see him?” she asked, glancing at me.I grimaced, not sure what I should do. I’d wanted to see Ben, and he’d finally come to me. I was still angry, but it had been good to see him.“I don’t know,” I said honestly. “On the one hand, I want to. On the other hand, I want him to suffer just a little bit like I have.”She tutted at me. “That isn’t like you, Ginger.”I snorted. “Maybe not before, but he deserves it, Mom. You saw him! After months of ignoring
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“Ugh.”It was morning, but I wasn’t snapping up in attention when I woke up. Instead, my mind and body felt heavy, and I rolled over in bed, trying to get comfortable so I could fall asleep and get back to my wonderful dream. This was why I drank, I didn’t think too much while I was drunk, and I didn’t wake up ready to be attacked.That dream though…where I saw Ginger, and she was talking to me. She was still glaring, but it wasn’t the same dismissal I’d gotten when I went to her place. And then, after that, where she wasn’t even glaring. That had to have been a dream, right? Because there was no way Ginger would have been in my room last night.I rolled around in bed for a few more minutes, then frowned when I figured I wouldn’t be falling back asleep. I groaned as I rose up, throwing a hand up to hold my head.“Shit.” The part of drinking that I didn’t like. The hangover, and feeling so disoriented when I did wake up.I slid out of bed and went to the bathroom. I had some meds in th
Single Daddy Ginger
Minutes after Ben and I had finished breakfast, and I’d left him to clean up the dishes, I was still in his apartment. I was in the living room, seated on the couch I’d spent the night on, wondering to myself just why I was still there.“What the fuck am I doing,” I growled to myself.There was no reason why I hadn't left yet. I’d gotten the apology from Ben that I’d been waiting for. We were…possibly going to try again in our relationship. At least, he’d asked, and I hadn't exactly said no. Was that really what I wanted, though? Because I was feeling confused now.To go or not to go…He was a room away, and while I couldn’t see him, I could hear him moving around. There was silence between us, and I wasn’t sure if it was just me, but the air in the apartment felt so fucking awkward.Ben had apologized, and…what was supposed to come after that? We’d have a conversation? I’d talk to him about Fern, and he’d meet her?“Crap!” I hissed, my eyes widening as I only then remembered my daugh
Single Daddy Ben
I woke up early, as usual, snapping awake and feeling alert. Only, instead of being anxious to face the day, there was this huge grin on my face.Last night, I’d fallen asleep and dreamed of the moment Ginger, and I had shared at our spot. Hours later, and I was still feeling the effects of it. After we’d kissed, and I’d driven Ginger back to my place to pick up her clothes, then walked her down to her car so she could leave. There hadn't been a single awkward moment between us. It was more progress than I’d hoped in such short time.I jumped out of bed and went to take a shower, humming to myself the whole time. I got dressed quickly, picking out my one good pair of jeans and a clean t-shirt. I went to my little kitchen and looked around, to see if there was anything to eat. My cereal was all gone, though, and I’d used up my last carton of OJ with Ginger yesterday. Just the reminder had me grinning again.“I’ll need groceries later,” I muttered to myself.At the moment, though, I nee
Single Daddy Ginger
I stared at Ben with my mouth parted, but no words were escaping my throat.What could I say to him anyway? After he’d left me for three years, and we’d just barely gotten in better standing with each other, he was coming to me with accusations?“Hunter stopped by earlier,” I said after a minute. “Did he speak to you before that?”He nodded quickly, looking a little anxious. His fingers were tapping on his thighs, and I wondered if he even noticed it was happening. It was the only reason why I didn’t blow up at him for the question.“Whatever you think he came here for, Hunter walked in here for his hair appointment.”Ben’s eyebrows shot up. “What?”I rolled my eyes. “Did you think our only clientele were women? We have a few guys come in now and then, Hunter too. But how dare you come in here and question me about this?”Just because I was tamping down my anger, didn’t mean I wasn’t upset at him. I dropped the broom I was using to sweep up stray hairs on the floor, and folded my arms
Single Daddy Ben
I kissed Ginger, softly at first, taking my time, savoring her taste. It was the second time I’d kissed her in three years, and I wanted it to count. She had her arms around my neck, pressing her breasts against my chest. I held her tighter, and the kiss grew rougher, and when she moaned, the sound muffled in our kiss, my whole body shivered.“Ginger,” I whispered her name, my voice husky. “I won’t be able to hold back, so if you want to stop, back away now.”It was a plea and a warning all in one. I didn’t move back, though, nuzzling the tip of my nose against hers. I waited for her answer, though, instead of diving in for another kiss like I was dying to do.In the end, I didn’t have to. She didn’t give me a verbal answer, but she did rise on her toes, pressing her lips against mine. In my surprise, I parted my lips, and she slid her tongue into my mouth. I groaned, my body trembling again as I rubbed my tongue against hers, then sucked on it. My hands on the small of her back held
Single Daddy Ginger
It was the weekend, and Mom and Fern were seated at the dining table having breakfast. It was my turn to cook, and I finished the last pancake, turned the cooker off, and moved to join my mom and my daughter.“What plans do you have for the day?”I paused and looked up at Mom, a bit confused because that question came out of nowhere.“What do you mean? We’re going to the salon with you.”“Ginger, you know we don’t get a lot of people coming in on the weekend.”“I wonder why because they all should be working during the weekdays.”“Everyone’s too busy relaxing or having a fun day, which you should also be doing. I can handle the day without you. Spend some time with your daughter.” She gave me a knowing look. “Maybe call a certain someone and make it a playdate.”That had Fern perking up. “Playdate? With who?”“Your mother’s friend,” Mom said before I could say a thing.“Really Mommy?” Fern turned to me. “Who is it?”I sent a frown at my mom, before smiling down at Fern. “Just a friend
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The day was setting into the evening, and I found myself pacing in my room. I stopped, facing my door, raising a hand to press fingers against my lips, still feeling that kiss from yesterday.Fuck, but Ginger still knew how to push my buttons.I picked up my phone, where I’d left it on the table, and checked the time.“Seven,” I murmured to myself. “I have a bit over an hour.”I still wasn’t sure it was the best idea that I went. Ginger lived with her mom, and I was a little afraid of running into the older woman because I’d abandoned her daughter when she was pregnant.But, I didn’t want to disappoint Ginger or miss a chance to get closer to my daughter, either.I hurried into my bedroom to pick out a change of clothes. Then I realized how my wardrobe was seriously lacking because all I had were jeans and t-shirts. I had some stuff from before I left shoved back in the tiny closet space in boxes, but they would hardly fit, considering my muscle mass had increased in the past four yea
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“Thank you so much, ma’am,” the woman sitting across from me at my desk said as she rose. “I didn’t know how I was going to get through this on my own.”“You’re not on your own,” I said soothingly, getting up and holding my hand out to her.We shook hands, then she made her way out of my office, and I sat back down in my chair with a sigh. I gave a quick look at the documents I still had open on my desk, then I put them together and found a folder to put them in.I leaned back in my seat and relaxed, letting out a sigh. With my last client for the day gone, it was about time for me to close up work.My phone buzzed where I had it on the desk, and I picked it up to read my message. Seeing it was from Sebastian, I smiled as I opened it. The message was short, let me know he was on his way to pick me up and about five minutes away. I texted back quickly, letting him know he could pick me up outside. Then, I got up and started packing.I hadn't forgotten what day it was, and I’d made sure
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I had my chin resting in my and, elbow braced on the desk, with my other hand tapping out a restless rhythm. I was staring blankly at my computer, knowing I had work to do, but I didn’t have the concentration for it.My mind, at that moment, was full of thoughts of Willow.Like I’d promised her, she no longer needed to follow me around constantly. It wasn’t as if she was my assistant or anything, she’d just been following me to learn the ropes on her own. I hadn't liked her following me around, but it was more for personal reasons and not because I didn’t have faith that she could manage on her own.Now that she was working on her cases, not only did I not see her as often, but I couldn’t just keep interrupting her work to have her come to my office for insignificant things. I was technically her boss, and I should be encouraging her to work, not the other way around.At least she was no longer ignoring me outside of work, though. That time it happened, I’d been worried about blowing
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I stood in front of Sebastian’s desk in his office. I had my hands clutched in front of me nervously. I had been standing for a whole minute, and he hadn't let me know what he wanted yet.Is it…because of that? No way, right?After worrying about him only wanting me for sex for weeks, I did something about it. I didn’t have the courage to ask him outright, but I did do something for myself. I stopped taking all his summons. One out of five times he asked, I still went, but I was tired of getting led by the nose already.If he was going to ignore me at work, unless I needed to work with him, I was going to do the same. Also, if all he was going to do was ask me over for a fuck and nothing else, I didn’t always have to do what he wanted. I didn’t know if he would get tired of me or what, but if he stopped calling me over, I would be disappointed, but I would move on.Does he want to talk about it?This was what I’d been hoping for when I started changing my attitude. We’d been in this s
Single Daddy Willow
I started to object, but he pressed himself against me, and suddenly all I could think about was the prospect of getting to explore that body in detail, the one that I’d dreamed about touching every night. His muscles were hard, as I took my time dragging my fingers through every groove and channel as he slowly started to strip in the living room. I felt like a born-again virgin. Every part of him was so well defined. It was even sexier now in the flesh and not covered with his shirt and tie. This was the real strength, potent and dangerous. I loved the way his body tensed at those brief moments of contact. I assumed he was almost as ready to explode as I was. I spun him around, and teased him, brushing my breasts across his skin while my hands cupped his ass, because I was naked in his bedroom and I wanted complete control. He tried to take me in the living room, like a hungry wolf. I refused, and he carried me up the stairs like a caveman ready to take me.His ass was tight and per
Single Daddy Willow
Several days after I left for my trip, I landed back home early on Wednesday morning. Since I’d left my car at the airport when I left, I just picked it up and made my way back home.I was happy to be back in the country for several reasons. For one, I was in a country where just about everyone spoke the same language as I did. I’d had a translator following me everywhere on my trip, and it only made me think of Willow trailing behind me all day at the office.The other thing I was happy about was getting to see Andy again.I’d been too busy to try and check up on him. Even when I had time, it wasn’t enough to do much. I was either being entertained by my hosts, or being led around, or in a meeting with a bunch of executives. I had almost called back a few times, especially after I saw how many times Willow tried to contact me, but I didn’t want to be distracted, either. By both Willow and Andy.Hopefully, she was fine while I was away. Andy, too. He could be a handful, but she did sa
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“When is this guy going to call me,” I muttered to myself, pacing around the dining room.There was entirely no way I could work with that brat around. Not to mention, even with my boss away, I would still have to go to work. It was Sunday, Sebastian was supposed to come back on Wednesday. But I figured he would at least call to ask how the little guy was doing.Not that I knew what I would tell him. I couldn’t say that his son was a little demon and that I couldn’t keep looking after him, especially not after I’d spoken with such confidence.Really, what had I thought when I did that? Though it was more like I hadn't been thinking at all. The conversation we were having was awkward enough already, so when I heard his nanny had quit and he needed someone to look after his son quickly, I said I would do it.What am I supposed to do, though? I understand why that nanny quit, now.Besides, it wasn’t like he was paying me for this, or I would get extra pay at work for this. I wanted to k
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What the fuck was I thinking?Saturday wasn’t even over yet, but I was already regretting my decision to agree to be a nanny for my boss’s son. Andy was just too much for me to handle.Why did I even offer in the first place? Because whenever I saw Sebastian, I couldn’t help but get all weak in the knees. He was sexy, and with the arrogant way he carried himself while at work, he knew he was right in more than just his looks. Whenever I was around him, I tended to find myself so damn quiet like a sinner in church, but I wasn’t in church I was in the office.Where did I even get the confidence to claim I’ve babysat before? I wasn’t good with kids, not one little bit.I heard something else crash, and I winced. I felt more weary than alarmed, though, because this wasn’t the first time I’d listened to the noise. I got up from my small dining table and walked back into the living room, where Andy was. The living room and small dining room were connected through an archway, so I could keep
