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Thoughts of Ashlan Thomas in my bed looking like a motherfucking vision had been difficult to ignore. The girl was too pretty for her own good. Innocent. Sweet. Smart.
Hadley turned around and shook her bare butt at us, and sure enough, a little turd was dangling from her tiny hiney. “Holy shit,” Jace whispered as he pushed to stand, and his towel gaped open. His oversized penis was staring me and my bloody nose right in the face. “Daddy,” Paisley shrieked and pointed. “Your privates are showing.”
“Daddy, was that your penis? Billy Graber said he has a penis.” Paisley giggled before stopping at the sink to clean up her frosting-covered hands. “That kid’s a wealth of knowledge, isn’t he?” Jace grumped. “Where’s my penis?” Hadley’s little voice whispered, startling all of us as she looked down between her legs. Jace raised a brow, Paisley squealed, and I laughed. “Daddy. Hadley’s first sentence is, ‘Where’s my penis.’” She
“A kiss would never be enough for me,” I said because it was the truth, and I reached for her chin and rubbed the pad of my thumb over her bottom lip. “Not even fucking close.”
“No, Sunshine. I’m not afraid of you hurting me. You’ve got it all wrong. I’ve just got nothing to offer. Nothing that would be good for you. A shit-ton of baggage, for starters. But if I were ten years younger, you wouldn’t be walking out of this bedroom without me touching you. Tasting you. Doing all the things I wish I could. But I’m not going to. We’re in different places. So, you’ve got to trust me on this—” I let out a long breath.
So… I could use a new bestie.” I barked out a laugh. “I’ve never been called a bestie. But if it makes you happy, I’m willing to bend the rules.” “It makes me happy, Jace King.” “Then I’m all yours, Sunshine.”
He leaned forward, his face so close to mine that I sucked in a breath. “Do you touch yourself when you’re in my bed, Sunshine?”
“I love you. I love you so fucking much.” She smiled. “I love you too, Jace King.”
Was there anything sexier than a man who wanted to build you shelves for all your books?
“I know we will, Ash. Because not all mamas leave, right?” Paisley pushed to her feet. “I think you’ll come back for us.”
“It’s okay to feel things, baby girl,” Mama said after I’d cried when she told me she was sick and the chemotherapy wasn’t working. “Don’t push those feelings away. That’s what happens when you love someone and you’re afraid of losing them.”
