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Page 24 of A Stable Daddy

I know all this, and it sucks. I may not be in law enforcement ora lawyer, but I know Mac doesn’t have enough to prove she’s to blame.

“I know, Sheriff.”

He cups the side of my face and brings his closer to me. “I need you to be careful and watch your back. She obviously has help, because it was a man who paid the guy and gave him the roofie. All we have is a description of the guy, and a vague one at that.”

“I’ll be careful, but I reserve the right to beat the bitch’s ass the next time I see her. She’s already fucked up my life enough, and I did nothing about it. I’m not the same innocent and scared girl I was before. To top it off, she’s fucking with an innocent child as well. She needs to be brought down a peg or two, and I’m just the person to do it.”

An expression that looks a lot like pride comes across Mac’s face before he clears it.

“You need to let me take care of it. As much as I love that you’re upset on my and T’s behalf, we need to do this the right way to make sure she receives the punishment she deserves.”

“Yeah, well, I can’t promise I can hold back if I see her. She’s fucked me over one too many times. She’s already stolen too many precious things from me.”

I turn my head away from Mac and stare out into the darkness. The hatred I feel for Tessa is all-consuming. That woman has ruined so much for me. So much hurt has been caused by her obsession with Mac. Never have I wanted to hurt someone so much.

Mac puts his hand on my chin and turns my face back to him. “Baby, I know the pain she’s caused you. I carried the same pain. I lost something precious as well. You have no idea how much I want to handle Tessa a certain way, but I can’t. If it’s not handled the right way, she could get off scot-free. I’ve already bent the rules getting her bank statement. I can’t bend anymore.”

He’s right and I know it, but it doesn’t make it any less difficult. Tessa deserves to suffer just as much as Mac and I have. No, she deserves to suffer more.

I nod at Mac because I can’t verbalize my consent. My anger is too raw to say whether I can hold my temper or not the next time I see her, but I’ll try.

“Come here,” Mac murmurs, and I scoot closer to him. He puts his arm around my shoulders and I place one of my hands on his thigh. I lean my head against him, and we just sit in silence for a few minutes, both in deep thought.

“I missed this,” Mac says into the silence.

My heart hurts at the tone of his voice. I know he’s thinking about all the times we would sit out here, sometimes quietly. We would discuss what we wanted our futures to be like and we always agreed that our future would include each other. In those times, I couldn’t imagine my life without Mac beside me. I would imagine an older version of us sitting on our own porch swing watching our kids play in the yard.

Sadness hits, and I have to clear my throat before I can talk.

“I have, too,” I tell him quietly.

Mac starts running his fingers softly against my shoulder. His other hand reaches over and grabs mine from my lap. He starts playing with my fingers. It’s relaxing, and I lean even more against him. In the light of the porch, I look down and watch as he runs a finger between mine. The feeling is erotic, and my heart rate kicks up.

I take my hand from Mac and get up off the swing. Being so close to him in light of everything that’s going on is too much. I’m unsure of my feelings toward him. I’m still trying to determine if what we did the other night on his couch was a mistake. Obviously, my body wants to be with him, and even some of my heart does as well. I’m still scared though. Scared that something will cause it to fall apart again. Realistically, I know it’s stupid to think that way because it was Tessa that caused our breakup, and she has no say in our relationship if we choose to have one. However, a small part of me fears that there would be no recovering this time.

I hear the creak of the swing behind me, and I know Mac has stood up. A couple seconds later, I feel his warmth at my back rightbefore he slides his arms around me and places his hands beside mine on the railing in front of me. He runs his nose along the back of my neck, which causes goose bumps to appear on my arms.

“What’s wrong?” he asks at my ear.

“Nothing. Just thinking if starting a relationship with you would be smart.”

“Why wouldn’t it be? You’ve got to know I would never hurt you.”

He brings his body closer to mine, and I feel his erection come into contact with my ass. With him so close, it’s making it difficult to think straight.

“I know you would never hurt me on purpose, but we both know shit happens sometimes that we have no control over.”

He starts placing small kisses along my neck. Of its own accord, my head shifts forward, allowing him better access.

His voice is husky when he replies, “That’s true, Pix. But with everything I am and everything I have, I’ll make sure that never happens. Wouldn’t we be worth the chance? What we had, what I know we can have again, would be worth anything. Take a chance on us, baby. Take a chance, and I promise you won’t regret it.”

I stand there and take in his words, wondering if I should give in and hope for the best. Such a big part of me wants to give in, turn around, and throw myself at him. I know if we could get back what we had, itwouldbe worth it. Can I be courageous enough to give us another chance?

Yes!My mind and heart scream simultaneously.

I lean my head back against Mac’s shoulder and tell him softly, “Okay.”

I can feel his lips against my neck form a smile, which causes my own to tip up. I reach one of my arms back and twine my fingers in his hair to hug him closer. He releases one of his hands from the rail and brings it around my stomach right below my breasts. He squeezes me to him and continues to trail his lips up and down my neck, nipping away at the tender skin there.


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