Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
“No, but I am a hospital administrator, and I don’t have to tolerate that bullshit. As a mother I want to break her fingers. As a boss, I can fire her ass.”
“Thanks, but I can handle it.”
“Please tell me you’re not having a thing…”
“God no. You know that Everly is my only…”
“Well, then what are you waiting for? I want grandbabies already and you have more than enough money for it. Soon she’ll be done with her program, have a certification and there’s a spot for her at the salon. The two of you can make pretty little babies for your father and me to spoil.”
I kiss her cheek and shake my head. “I’ll see you later.”
“Don’t forget about the event.”
“I won’t.” We have a charity gala for the hospital in Dallas and I’d love to bring Everly, but I can’t because there will be too many questions. Too many doctors who know Drake and can get word to him in a heartbeat.
When I finally get home, I want to see Everly, but it’s late and all the lights are off, but a small one in the kitchen. There’s something on the island. A birthday card and small wrapped present with a baked cake with blue icing. Happy Birthday, Daddy.
I open the card and laugh. To the best dad ever. Happy birthday. I hope you get everything you want. Love your annoying little girl Everly.
“What I want is your pussy on my face,” I groan.
I open the gift and find a keychain that says the world’s best dad. I’m going to spank the fuck out of her.
Chapter Six
Everly
The second month goes by way too fast. Julian and I hardly had a moment to spend together, and he grew even more distant. I’m in heaven and hell at the same time. I make his meals and he’s gone without a word most days. Maybe he hated my birthday presents. I’d gone out and got them after he disappeared. I had tossed out the other card I’d gotten him and the tie I bought him is still in my drawer in the box. I was pissed that he left me after he’d bossed me around for the hundredth time.
Today he has a special dinner event with other physicians, and he comes out of the room in a fancy tuxedo. Of course, I’m nothing but a housekeeper, so he wouldn’t even consider taking me as his plus one. He probably has a hot date that he’s going to pick up before arriving at the gala.
God, my stomach burns at the image of some beautiful, elegant woman on his arm while I’m in my tee and shorts, lounging about, depressed and longing for a man who sees me as the teenage sister of his best friend even though I’m a grown woman now.
My mouth gapes wide open at his presence, but I rapidly catch myself and slam it shut before I let him know how attractive he is. “Wow, holy cow. You look handsome.”
“Thanks.”
The words slip from my mouth before I can think about it. “Remember, keep it down when you bring her home.” It screams of pure jealousy, and he catches it.
He shakes his head and then smirks with his eyes smiling. “I’m not bringing anyone home.”
I roll my eyes. “Whatever.”
He closes the distance between us, causing my pulse to double. “Little girl, I’m going to a fancy event, but there’s no reason to get jealous.”
“I’m not jealous. I’m just looking out for you,” I lie, staring at his broad chest in his fitted jacket that doesn’t hide an ounce of his muscular frame. You’d think he was a gym bro the way he’s so cut.
“Yeah right,” he growls, brushing his knuckles down my arm. A trail of goosebumps is left in its wake. So, he’s onto me. He knows that I have a crush on him and he’s teasing me. I can’t freaking believe he’s being so cruel. Well, two can play that game.
My mood shifts and I want him to pay for being a jerk. I lift my gaze to meet his and puff my chest. “Maybe I am jealous,” I confess, pause, and then add, “I’m jealous that I can’t bring a boy home, so maybe I don’t want you bringing anyone home.”
His teeth clench together, jaw taut with tension. “I suppose that’s fair.”
Can I make him snap? He wants to tease me, put me on edge, knowing I have a crush, confusing me while going out to get some action. “If I have to go out to get my pussy eaten, you can to…” He moves so damn fast I don’t have a chance to step back.
Julian’s hand is around my throat and his mouth is against my ear. “You better not have anyone touching, eating or fucking your pussy.” The way he says pussy causes my slit to drip onto my panties.