Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 72196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
My orgasm rushed through me, and I cursed as I finally realized exactly what I’d done.
I’d fucked her bare.
Again.
Jesus Christ.
There was just something about Hannah’s pussy that made my mind go blank. Turned me stupid.
Did that stop me from coming inside of her, though? No.
Did it stop me from thinking about how nice it would be to have another kid with her? Again, a big resounding no.
And as each pulse left me in a wet, hot stream and deposited inside of her, I knew that there wasn’t anything in the world I cared about but this. Now. Us. Her.
Not anything.
And even when I heard someone speaking on the phone that’d overturned, I still did nothing.
Chapter 11
Today, be the badass girl you were too lazy to be yesterday.
-Coffee Cup
Hannah
Present day
I hadn’t been sure that I’d ever feel happy again. Not truly.
Sure, I had a son that was my world, and a daughter that was the light of my life. But with all that God had blessed me with, I still wanted more. And that more was the man that had just made love to me on the desk in his office.
We stared at each other, both of us still breathing hard, as we digested what we’d just done.
“Travis…” I hesitated.
He leaned forward, his cock still inside of me, and pressed his forehead to mine.
“Don’t,” he whispered. “This is one of the best days of my life.”
My world shimmered as tears started to form in my eyes.
“You…”
He closed my mouth with his, stopping the words before they left my lips.
“I’m tired of fighting.”
I blinked, letting the first tear fall.
He kissed it away with his mouth.
“Allegra doesn’t have any place with us anymore.”
Normally I would’ve balked at hearing another woman’s name roll off a man’s lips when he was still hard and buried inside of me. But this time? Those words were like music to my ears.
“But Alex…”
He dropped his forehead back to mine.
“I can’t dance to Allegra’s tune anymore,” he told me, blunt honesty written all over his face. “It hurts like my heart is being ripped straight out of my chest, but she’s already done that damage with me and Alex. If there’s anything left, I’ll repair it. But, to be honest, she’s going to have to be older before she understands that I’m not the bad guy.”
“But that could take years!” I cried.
He smiled sadly.
“I’ve done everything right. I’ve paid my child support. Contacted a lawyer. She’s not breaking any of the rules. She’s only filling my child with lies. I’ve tried to get full custody of her, but Allegra’s not technically a bad mother…it’s only in my eyes—and likely yours—that she’s doing anything ‘bad.’ No court in the state of Texas will take her away from Allegra.”
I knew that.
It hurt, but I knew that.
I knew it well.
I’d watched Travis struggle with the fact over the last year, and each time his daughter said that she hated him, it broke something inside of me.
“Trav…”
He kissed me breathless. “I’ll still get her. I’ll see her. I’ll try my hardest…but I’ll do it with you at my side.”
Those words had been the ones that I wanted to hear…I just didn’t like that he’d had to hit rock bottom with his daughter to say them.
I thought that those words would never come. That I’d never see the end.
And now that he was telling me everything that I wanted to hear, I wasn’t sure that I could trust them.
It’d been a long time, but this last year, with Travis only giving half of himself to me, I wasn’t sure that I’d ever find a way to be happy again.
And now that it was within sight, I wasn’t sure that I could trust it.
But I owed it to my kids to try.
I owed it to myself.
I deserved happiness.
And, so did Travis.
“Travis?”
Someone knocked on the door, and I froze.
“Who is that?” I hissed.
“The receptionist I hired last week. The one that has the hots for every man in the office.” He reminded me of what he’d told me last week.
He’d said that she was a young girl with stars in her eyes, and dreams of snagging herself a man.
Well, this was one man that she wouldn’t be snagging.
“Get up,” I told him, patting his shoulder.
He did, pulling out seconds later.
I winced at the wet feeling, but wasn’t alarmed. At my six-week exam, I had an IUD placed. Granted, I hadn’t thought that I was going to use it as fast as I had, which was a mere two weeks from when I’d had it put in, but it was what it was.
And I was glad that I got it.
As much as I loved my son and daughter, having kids was a huge pain in the ass when you had to work full time to support yourself.
Before I could so much as roll up on Travis’ desk, I found myself hoisted up by the hips and placed on my sock-covered feet.