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Single Daddy Noah
Kylie’s been quiet ever since we sat down to dinner. Richard’s asleep and the monitor’s on the table. We’re supposed to be watching a movie. I put on some chick flick thinking that she’ll like it, and Kylie’s head’s on my lap. I can’t concentrate because I want her so badly. She’s been recording all day, and I’ve been at the ranch. I’m not sure if she’s in the mood. I move her head up by delicately touching it in case she’s watching the movie. Silence. She doesn’t protest or say anything.She lifts her head up, and she’s staring into my eyes. “Kylie?”Her breathing quickens as I pull her close and kiss her gently. I’m expecting her to say something, anything, to tell me to stop. I want to rip her clothes off, but I know that she wants something else from me. She’s kissing me back gently, and then I part her mouth with my tongue. I’m teasing, waiting for her to tell me to stop if she’s not in the mood. She's saying nothing as I inhale her sweet citrus fragrance. It starts to get m
Single Daddy Noah
It's as if one minute, everything's perfect. I'm supposed to be working on the ranch for a bit, and then I'll come home, cook us lunch, maybe go out for a picnic, and then I'll ask Kylie. That was my fucking plan for the day.Not this. One phone call, and everything's fucking upside down. I hate Terrance and especially Stephanie. If my money weren't tied up in the ranch, I would give it to them. How dare they make Kylie feel guilty for their mistakes. “So, are you going to run that by me once again?” I ask Kylie as she’s packing her bags to leave. “Terrance took out some loan on the house. Never told Mom or anything.” She takes a deep breath, and all I can think about is why any woman would fall in love with such a lowlife. Never mind the fact that the man was running around fucking God knows who when his first wife was sick. He knew, but he didn’t care. Sometimes, I think that maybe he’s changed—that he’s no longer a prick—but then he always does something to make it known. A leo
Single Daddy Kylie
I’m driving for so many miles, and I keep looking at my phone. All it takes is one phone call, and I’ll go running back to Noah. Fuck, I’ll even leave my car. I don’t need it. Just him. But he doesn’t feel that way. I’m not walking out on him. There’s got to be a way. I just need to figure out what it is. I sit back and concentrate on driving. It’s a long drive, but I know that I’ll find the way. I’ve got to. I’ve been kidding myself for the last three years. I don’t intend to keep living a lie. As I go directly to the studio and meet with John, I have butterflies in my belly. Mom expects me to go to the house and meet with them first. The truth is, I can’t. The idea that I need to bail them out makes me feel sick to my stomach. I know Noah’s right, but unlike him, I can’t just turn my back on my family. I didn’t go home and bring Mom with me. I thought that it was best to do this alone. That way, I could figure out the best way to go forward. “Thanks for coming. I thought that yo
Single Daddy Noah
I’ve been drunk for days now, like a spoiled little kid that’s been told to go on a diet and not eat everything in sight. I've taken the whole damn candy store and more. I open the door wondering who's come to tell me that I need to get my act together. The boys.Not again.I told them to let me wallow in my pain. I just need a little more time, and then I’ll be back to my usual partying self. Now, I’m just in self-destructive mode, and it suits me. My brother got away with it for fucking ever, and no one bothered him about it. They left him alone. They should leave me alone. Dammit!. No one bothers him about it. They leave him alone. I tried once until he talked about Grandpa and started guilt tripping me. What the fuck is wrong with the men in our family? They're all greedy fucks!“What?” I bark as I open the door. I never expected it to be Kylie.“Noah, what happened?” I walk back into the house. “If you’ve come to gloat then please don’t tell me. I’m not in the mood.”“But, why?
Single Daddy Epilogue
KylieIt’s the annual family barbecue that Noah started once I moved in officially. Candy’s invited this year, since I told Noah that it'd been two years since the whole ordeal and he needed to get over it. We all needed to move on, for Richard’s sake. “Mom.” I smile as she comes to kiss me on the cheek. She looks tired. Her hair’s down and lifeless. I keep telling her to come and stay with us, but she keeps dismissing it. “You really should come and stay here. It would give you a chance to help me with the kids.”“I’m fine. I need to be alone. This is the first time in my life I don’t have you, a husband, or even a second husband to keep tabs on. Sometimes being alone is good.”I’m just about to ask her if it’s so good, how come she looks so sad? “The kids are getting on well.” Martin smiles as he comes over to join us. Mom mumbles something and then walks away.“Was it something I said?”I laugh. “No, nothing. I don’t know… I wish that she would come and live with us.”“She looks
Single Daddy Fake Daddy
A play date for my nephew and play time for me. Pretending to be a daddy seemed like the perfect solution.Olivia, my sister asked me to check out a new pre-school. She couldn't get the time off work. I went along thinking that it would be boring, Joshua was only six-months he wasn`t going to get a thrill from the preschool tour. That was until, I saw her sea blue eyes, long legs, and blonde hair. Ivy was a hot temptress, and from the moment I found out that she was a single mom. All of a sudden pre-school started to get interesting. A play date for Joshua and play time for me in the bedroom.Being a fake daddy was going to work out for the pair of us, in more ways than one...
Single Daddy Chad
Fuck, why are strollers so fucking hard to control?I thought that with modern technology they would have made them easier, not fucking impossible. I bet my sister, Olivia, paid a small fortune for this fucking monstrosity. I was an IT guy, I built apps, developed programs, but that was fucking easy compared to trying to fold or unfold a stroller. “Do you need a hand?” A guy asked, as I parked outside the pre-school for the last ten minutes trying to figure out how to unfold the stroller so I can take my nephew around in peace. I could just hold him. I had the carrier, but as I looked at that in the back, I decided that was just as fucking complicated as trying to unfold the stroller. When Olivia handed it to me, I told her that I wasn’t going to put myself in that straight jacket. Besides, I wouldn’t feel comfortable with Joshua being strapped to me. He was safer in a stroller. If I could fucking unfold the damn thing. Besides I was only an uncle, not a dad. Noah had taken on the r
Single Daddy Ivy
I watched as he did everything wrong, from patting his son to winking at me every time that I passed by him. I knew that he was a bad boy from the moment my eyes cast over him. He had too many tattoos on his arm and even partly on his back. He was dressed for a night at a bar in his tight dark pants and shirt. He wasn’t in a shirt and tie like some of the dad’s that were on tour. They were dressed as if they were going for a job interview rather than going to see a pre-school. Chad reminded me of the type of men that I should avoid like the plague. The type of men that I loved to attract and made me end up as a single mom. There was just one problem. I couldn’t get my eyes of his tight ass or his biceps every time he lifted up his son. He was sexy, even though he was completely confused by the trail of events. “Are we moving already?” He asked as soon as we were shown around the yard. He took the opportunity to sit down on one of the swings, and it would have been a nasty accident n
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Single Daddy Willow
“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
Single Daddy Sebastian
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Single Daddy Sebastian
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Single Daddy Sebastian
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
Single Daddy Willow
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
Single Daddy Willow
“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
Single Daddy Willow
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
