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He raises his eyebrow in question. “You think I smell like your father?” I shake my head. “No. You smell way better than him.” My eyes widen. Did I just say that out loud?
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"I came back home to retrieve my phone, which I accidentally left on charge." He gestures to his side table and I see his damn phone on charge. "And I find you," he holds out both his hands toward my body, "in a state of undress, standing in my bedroom, smelling my cologne." I wrinkle my nose and scrunch up my face. “It sounds kind of weird when you say it like that.” He looks at me, deadpan. “It is weird.”
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“How long has it been since you’ve been with someone?” I ask. What the hell is in this drink? Truth serum?
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His face remains emotionless. “I would like to give you my three weeks notice.” His eyebrows rise, eyes full of surprise. “You’re resigning?” “I think it’s for the best.” “Why?” “Isn’t it obvious why?” “Not to me.” I stare at him for a moment. What is he playing at?
DUDE!!!! You’ve been threatening to fire her this WHOLE time!!
“But…” I pause. “You really do make me feel inadequate.” His face falls. “Of what?” “Of this position. It’s like you look down on me all the time for being playful.” His eyes search mine, and I feel like he wants to say something, but he doesn’t. “It’s just…” I shrug. “For the first time in a long time… I feel cheap and stupid.”
Exactly. I’m glad she realizes and admits that
“I’ll tell you what. Going forward, when you call me Julian, I’ll know that you just want a friend and you are not being flirty with me. I’ll know to turn my Mr. Masters boss hat off.” I smile. “But how will I know when you need a friend?” “I can assure you, I won’t need a friend.” "Everyone needs a friend sometimes."
what do you want to do?” He shrugs. “Watch YouTube or something.” “We don’t learn much from YouTube, Sam.” “That’s not true,” Willow calls from her room. “Everything I know I learnt from YouTube.” “Is that where you learnt to eavesdrop?” I call. “Funny,” she calls back. I throw Sammy a wink. “I know, right? I’m hilarious. And I learnt it on YouTube,” I shout.
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“Haven’t you ever watched cat videos on YouTube?” I ask, shocked. “No.” “Will, have you?” I call, knowing that she’s eavesdropping. “Nobody does that except losers,” she hits back. I giggle. “Lucky I’m a loser then.”
Hey now! 🤣
It’s an invitation of some kind. Julian Masters Requests the company of Bree Johnston Occasion: Situation inspection. Date: 28th May Time: 8pm Place: Scarfes Bar, Rosewood London Dress code: Slutty My mouth falls open at the last line. Dress code slutty! What the fuck? I burst out laughing. What do you wear when the dress code is slutty?
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“Hello.” She smiles warmly as she kisses them both on the cheek. My father’s eyes meet mine in a ‘holy shit, son, this woman is hot' way, and I smirk. I know, Dad, you don’t have to remind me.
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“Sammy, wake up, little angel,” I call as I walk in and sit on the end of his bed. We have a morning routine now. He crawls out of bed, onto my lap, and we cuddle for a few minutes until he wakes properly. “Good morning.” I kiss his perfect little forehead, and he snuggles in closer. “How’s my little man today?” I ask. “Good,” he mumbles sleepily.
Awwww!!!
“Because I can’t get enough.” He nudges my opening. “You didn’t pay the twenty thousand dollars.” I smirk. “Get a condom.” He chuckles and growls before he gets up and puts a condom on.
Julian’s eyes are like saucers as I go around and around, up and down. I can hear Sammy squealing with laughter. Suddenly, the bull becomes really violent and I begin to get thrown around. “Oh my God,” I hear Julian cry. “Stop it, this minute,” he yells at the controller. “No, don’t!” I cry with laughter. All at once it lurches forward and I’m thrown from the bull, down onto the cushions. I land hard on my back, staring up at the sky. Ouch… that hurt. Julian rushes over me. “Are… are you injured?” he stammers as he looks down, filled with worry. I laugh up at him. “That was so much fun.” He
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Bahahaha!!! Ohmygosh, I LOVE scenes like this 🤣🥰
He chuckles again. “Only buy what you’re comfortable with.” I glance over and see a huge black strap-on dildo. "Fine. I'm going to get a huge strap-on dildo and fuck you up the ass." He bursts out laughing. “I can also assure you that is not happening. I don’t take it up the ass. Yours, however, is up for discussion.”
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I pull out of his arms. “Julian, I get that you don’t want a relationship. I get that we have no future. But I will never understand the way you made me feel last night. I would never treat a friend like that.” His face falls. “You need to get your shit together. I can’t be in a friends with benefits set up if there isn’t even a friendship.” “Bree.” He goes to grab me again, but I pull away from him. “Don’t Bree me.”
I like that she’s understanding and kind towards his hang ups, yet still strongly advocating for herself as well
“Will you look at me?” I drag my eyes up to hers. “I know you don’t want a relationship.” I clench my jaw. “I don’t know how you think this is going to go between us, but you upset me last night. You really hurt my feelings and it surprised me because I wasn’t expecting it. I was completely blown over, both by how you treated me, and how it felt.” My stomach twists. "And it's not a good sign for me to feel hurt by you when we aren't even in a relationship." Her eyes hold mine. “You told me to protect myself from you.” I sip my scotch, an intelligent reply escaping me. “This is me doing that.”
“I’m out having fun. What does it look like?” “You’re on a date? I can’t believe you.” “You told me I was being too needy.” I put my hands on my hips angrily, my ears burning with rage. “I thought we had something.” “So did I.” “Then what are you doing?” I whisper angrily. “Trying to get over you.” “What? Why?” “Because you don’t want what I want,” she snaps. “What is that?” “A friendship.” “We’re fucking. Of course we have a friendship. Have you gone mad?” I swear, I’m about to lose my shit. “I want you to talk to me.”
I love how she’s calling him out, but he’s looking RIGHT past her very valid points! 🙄
“Why are you acting like this, Julian?” she whispers. “Because I can’t stand the thought of someone else touching you.” “Why?” “Because you belong to fucking me,” I admit, losing control. She raises a brow and smiles softly, all while I glare at her and struggle to catch my breath. I can’t believe I just said that.
He drops his head and I reach up and kiss his lips tenderly. At this moment, he needs me. He needs my acceptance, and for whatever reason that is, I'm going to give it to him. “It’s okay, baby,” I reassure him. He drops his head to my shoulder and I hold him tight. His arms are around me and I can just feel the sadness seeping out of him. This is the first time he has let me see him completely vulnerable this way. And he is more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. “It’s okay, baby. It’s over now.” His eyes are glazed, and he crashes his arms around me, burying his face deep in the curve
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He pulls me closer and closer, and then I pull back. “You should also know that if we have sex right now, I will throw up on you.” He chuckles, leaning farther away from me. “That’s definitely not on my bucket list.”
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He finishes washing my hair out and then he gets out of the shower and dries himself. He holds a towel out for me to step into, and he wraps me in it before he begins to dry me as carefully as he can. We kiss, and then again and again,
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Something changed between us in the shower this morning. His secret has somehow gotten under my defenses. Now I just want to make everything all right for him. “You okay?” I whisper as I hold him in my arms. “Yeah, baby, I’m okay.” He kisses me. We hold each other tight and my eyes fill with tears. He’s been through so much. We kiss again and again, and I just can’t get close enough to him.
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For the next twenty minutes, his hands roam all over my body and continue to slide into my sex, but surprisingly, it doesn’t feel sexual. It’s like he’s worshipping me, needing to touch every inch. He’s making sure that he still can. His hand slides up my thigh, and then into my sex and back up to my breasts in complete reverence.
I have this new, overwhelming urge to protect Julian. He's a good man, an honorable man who tried his best to make a bad situation right, but in the end, he just couldn't. I’m not going to let him blame himself for one more day. I know why he’s scared of relationships and of having someone love him. Of course he’d never want to be responsible for anyone else’s happiness ever again. I wouldn’t either, if I were him. The hot water runs down over my face, letting me get lost in my thoughts. I’ll only let you down. His words come back to me. He’s terrified of letting anyone down again—of letting
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Man, I actually REALLY like this heroine
His eyes widen, and his lips soften. “When I told you I have never been in love before…. I lied.” He swallows the lump in his throat. I stare into his big brown eyes. “Because I’m in love with you,” he whispers. I frown as my world stops. "But... I thought you didn't know how to love?' “I don’t. ” He kisses me softly. “But apparently my heart does, with or without my permission.” I smile as tears well in my eyes. “Oh, Julian, I’m so in love with you,” I confess. Our lips touch in a perfect moment of intimacy, and he crushes me to him, holding me close.
I've never felt like this- this overwhelming need to fuck a woman so damn bad, yet thinking about caring for her the morning after, too. Loving her.
I hunch my shoulders. “I’m so excited for her.” Julian goes back to concentrating on his book. “I’ll be excited when my dick is in your mouth tonight,” he mutters to himself. I bend over and lean down to whisper into his ear, “You are a very filthy man.” He smirks and slaps my ass. “With an even filthier, totally fuckable nanny.”
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Twenty minutes later there’s a knock on the door. “You get it,” I whisper. “You get it,” he counters. “This is your house. You get it.” He begrudgingly stands and opens the door.
Bahahahaha! I love how their relationship is like an old married couple and he’s such a grouch 🤣
“I promised you I would always put the children first,” I counter. “Over me?” he cries. “You’re putting her over our relationship?” “Yes, and you can hate me all you want for it. My loyalties lie with Willow and what is going to make her the happiest she can be.” The tears roll down my face. “Whatever path she chooses to take, I will be behind her one-hundred percent.”
DUDE!! You should WANT that! 🤦♀️
I wake to my body trembling, my orgasm close. The light of dawn is peeking through the side of my drapes. My legs are open, I’m naked, and Julian is eating his breakfast. He does this often—wakes me up with an orgasm. My alarm clock is his tongue, and I am the luckiest bitch on the planet.
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“Thank you for what, Bree?” he repeats. “For showing me what it feels like.” He frowns down at me, clearly puzzled. “To be loved wholeheartedly.” He chuckles and spins me around. “I think you mean wholedickedly.” I giggle. “That, too.”
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“Where’s the beautiful man I fell in love with?” He gestures to himself. “He’s right here.” “No.” I shake my head in disgust. “Alina’s husband is here and I don’t love him. He’s a fucking coward.” His eyes well with tears. “Bree…”
Gah. She’s so right though
a small smile creeping onto his face “What are you smiling at?” I ask. “You.” He leans in and kisses me. “Your lips go blue when you cry.” “That’s the frostbite from your heart.” He smiles. “I deserved that.”
A little voice inside me keeps telling me that we really are incompatible. He has to be unhappy for me to be happy, and vice versa. I have no idea what to do with this new information, or how to feel about it. I just know I can’t deal with the thought of losing him, so I’m pushing it to the back of my mind to deal with later.
He stands abruptly. “Don’t leave me,” he says quietly. I cup his face in my hands. “I have to.” He shakes his head. “We can work this out.” “No, baby, we can’t.” I kiss him softly on the lips. “I want you to be happy.” He puts his arms around me. “You make me happy.” “I don’t. I make you feel obligated. Confused. Guilty. That’s not happy.” He swallows the lump in his throat, and I know he knows I’m right. “What am I going to do without you?” he whispers as he dusts the backs of his fingers down my face. My eyes hold his. “Keep living with Alina’s ghost and go back to your prostitutes. You’re
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Gah, this is heartbreaking, I love him 😭❤️
Roses are red, Violets are blue. I’m in love with a broken man, And there’s nothing I can do.
“Do you reckon there’re hookers in Hell? Like, are we all just going to be naked, getting our rocks off down there or what?” "Yeah, drag queens that are going to fuck you up the ass," Seb retorts as he sips his beer.
"I'm probably not going to like the second person you go out with, either or the third. Maybe not even the fourth." “Dad…” “You know why?” I ask. “Why?” “Because until you find someone who loves you as much as I do, they will never be good enough.” She smiles softly. “You’re one in a million, and so, so special—too special for just anybody. And one day you will meet that person and they will love you. That’s when I will finally be able to relax and you will have my blessing.” She takes my hand in hers and I kiss it.
I always blamed Alina for my sadness, but Brielle has taught me that my problem isn’t Alina. My problem is me. I don’t know how to love a woman and not cause her pain. I see it every day. The look on Bree’s face nearly breaks me. As I stand here, I can feel the blood pumping through my veins. My body is working, keeping me alive, but my heart has completely stopped. I exhale heavily. I’ve got to stop this. I can’t go on feeling like the world is about to end.
The room is heavy and silent. I know I’m going to have to lead this conversation. He’s clearly unable to. I take his hand in mine and I lift it closer to my mouth. He watches me, his eyes become glazed, his pain palpable. My face falls at his upset. “Baby,” I whisper as I take him in my arms. “Don’t look at me like that.” I hold him tight, and he clings to me as if his life depends on it. “I can’t fucking stand being without you,” he whispers into my hair. I smile sadly, and I kiss his lips. His face screws up against mine. “Oh, Julian,” I whisper as I stare up at him, cupping his face in my
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Ohmygosh, this poor man 😭😭😭💗
I just want you,” I whisper through tears. “I can’t live one more day without you,” I breathe. “I just want you. I don’t care about the other things anymore.” I frown. “I’m sorry for doing this to us.” He stares at me as his eyes cloud over. “You would give up what you want for me?” I nod. “I would.” “But you being happy is what makes me happy.” I smile softly. “I’ll be happy as long as I’m with you and the kids. I don’t need anything else.” His eyes hold mine, and then without a word, he drops to his knee, and his shaking hands pull out a black velvet box. My lips part as my world stops. His
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“This doesn’t look like the kind of ring a nanny would wear.” He smirks as he takes his jacket off and tosses it to the floor. “That’s because you’re not my nanny anymore.” My eyes hold his. “Then what am I?” “You will be my wife, Mrs. Masters. You’ll be the mother of our children.” He kisses me softly. “The only woman I have ever loved.”
I stop suddenly. “Julian, did you have sex while we were apart?” “No.” He frowns. “But I can confirm that I now have carpel tunnel in my right wrist.” His eyes have such a tender glow. “How the hell could I have sex with another woman when I belong to you?”
Sammy’s face falls. “What’s wrong, baby?” I whisper. “I don’t want you to marry Dad.” I crouch down in front of him. “Why not?” He twists his little hands in front of him. “Because if he gets cranky then you will leave.” I smile and Julian rolls his eyes. "No, I won't baby. I like your dad… even when he's cranky." Julian smirks.
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