Page 77 of Irish Betrayal

OSU had thrown him over, and soon after, Trinity, all because that old woman decided to be territorial over his girl. She probably couldn’t stand that he was young, handsome, and a whole hell of a lot smarter.

Trinity should have at least had his back. He wasn’t an idiot. If he’d gone to that meeting at Trinity, they would have used whatever bullshit Bartel had concocted and fired him.

The higher-ups at Trinity were already annoyed that he had asked for time off and had the audacity to tell him they hoped he would use the time to reflect on his declining attitude over the past year.

Fuck all of them. Peter knew his worth and both schools had been lucky to have him. His attitude was perfectly fine—as long as Blair was by his side.

The jobs had meant nothing to him in comparison to Blair’s affection. He had used the past weeks to reflect on where he’d stepped wrong and how best to rectify the problem.

Mindy. Blair had seen them walking together a few times on campus, and he wondered then if Blair had suspected something between them, which could have been the reason she started talking about Daniel again.

He miscalculated Blair’s reaction to him having another girl, and really, Mindy was nothing to Peter. She was a well-trained warm mouth. Sure, she gave good blowjobs, but Blair gave better.

Mindy had been an experiment. How far would one of his girls go to please him? There had been no limit for her. He enjoyed the absolute subservience, but it had lost its shine at least two years ago. Possibly more than two. Once she’d become a woman, their time together had been nothing more than about his release.

Peter got off more on watching men have sex with Mindy than doing it himself, and he got paid for the men to use her. Of course, Mindy was down for whatever pleased him.

Blair was the challenge. His ultimate test and equal tribulation.

Blair gave but only as much as she deemed worthy. She didn’t realize that he had taken over the role of her father. She wouldn’t be satisfied turning to anyone but him. Her real daddy. Her real love. Only him.

He felt his penis twitch again at the thought of Blair calling him that—Daddy—while she nuzzled his sex.

His perfect little girl.

He spent half of a day away from her so that he could rent a small flat, a sweet little home away from home where he and Blair could get to know one another again free from distractions. No Mindy. No Daniel.

Daniel was a world away in Dublin, and he’d broken things off with Mindy. He had to block Mindy’s number. If he was honest, telling her to get out of his apartment and leave the key hadn’t been difficult. A chore, nothing more.

Peter glanced at Blair, where she was squirming uncomfortably. He hated that he’d had to cuff her hands behind her, but he couldn’t chance her trying to escape. She wouldn’t be able to sign to anyone either, and she rarely, if ever, used her voice to communicate.

He didn’t blame her. She sounded odd, and he preferred her silence anyway.

Peter reached over the console and patted her thigh, making her jump and move closer to the door, but her eyes remained on him.

“Don’t be like that, Blair. I wouldn’t have had to do this if you’d only spoken to me. I just want to talk. That’s all, I swear—” He cursed when she turned her head to stare out the window, cutting off his explanation.

He didn’t try to get her attention again, as he drove from the airport back to downtown Tulsa where he had rented the apartment for two weeks. By then, he hoped that Blair would be prepared to move forward in their life together.

He was ready to take their relationship to a deeper level. Not just father and daughter, but maybe even lovers. When Blair threatened to leave him for Daniel, Peter knew that their dynamic had to change.

No one else would do. Not a new child to mold or a young woman to slake his lust on. Blair was the perfect culmination of innocent and siren.

When they reached the apartment, he was relieved that he’d been able to snag one that was ground level. They would have less chance of running into anyone.

He unloaded her bags and took them inside, keeping her tied to her seat until he had everything situated. He already had filled the refrigerator with food and drinks. The sex toy store he’d hit up a few days ago had everything to keep Blair secure but comfortable. Specifically, the fur-lined restraints.

Peter felt his mood kick up a notch. His plan was coming to fruition. He had his girl and time to plan their future. He had made a considerable amount of money on whoring Mindy out to last them months before they landed teaching gigs.

One thing was certain, wherever they ended up, it would be together. He grinned down at Blair as he unlatched the belt at her neck, easily lifting her into his arms, using the jacket to cover the handcuffs.

Her eyes met his long enough for him to say, “This is the beginning of our new life.”

thirty-seven

DANIEL

Daniel was at Dublin Airport anxiously waiting for Blair to meet him at the baggage claim area. He parked in a temporary spot not far from the front doors, wanting Blair to see her new ride the minute they stepped out.