Page 103 of Guilty For You


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She hung up and I parked along the side loading area at the front door, taking a deep breath and looking at myself in the rearview mirror again. Today was about setting forth the changes I needed to make for her and my daughter, but I was nervous and anxious and needed her to be okay with them before I could feel the comfort in them that I was seeking.

I watched her walk out the front door and look around the parking lot for me and got out, walking around the front of the brand-new truck I’d picked up today. It took her a minute to spot me and when she did, she gasped and covered her mouth adorably as she walked closer.

“Oh my god!” She whispered when she reached me, staring up at me intently and not even noticing the giant brand-new truck behind me. “What did you do?”

I chuckled and ran my hand over my new short haircut. It was faded on the sides, down to the scalp at the bottom and long enough on top I could style it to look fashionable. Or so the barber at the shop told me so. “I figured it was time to upgrade my look from scary biker to…” I paused with a shrug.

“To corporate bad boy?” She smirked and bit her lip as she reached up to run her fingers over my bare scalp above my neck.

“To dad.”

She looked at me and sighed dreamily, “I love it.”

“Promise?” I asked and my voice cut out as emotions I didn’t realize I was feeling shined through, “Because I feel like I’m cutting myself open and bleeding out here, and I can’t tell if it’s all for nothing or not.”

“I promise.” She leaned up on her toes and pulled my head down to kiss me, and instead of giving me a quick peck, she deepened it and expressed her feelings through her touch. “It looks amazing baby, not that the long hair didn’t.” She dropped back to onto her heels, “The only other time I’ve seen you with short hair was in jail.”

“I know.” I ran my hand over the top of my head and sighed, “I didn’t want it that short to remind either of us of that time. But I didn’t want to look wild and out of control when I met Penelope.”

“I think it’s a great compromise.” She smiled and laid her head against my chest, wrapping her arms around my waist. “And what is this?” She tapped her knuckles against the hood of the truck I leaned against, and I chuckled, kissing the top of her head.

“My new dad mobile.” I smirked and turned us so we could look at it. “Like it?”

“It’s massive.”

“Like my dick.” I joked and she pinched my side and rolled her eyes. She pulled away from me to walk around the side and opened up the back door to look in the back seat.

“This thing has more room in the back seat alone than my entire car does. Penelope will be tickled pink to sit so high up in the air.”

I sighed and relaxed muscles I didn’t realize had been tight until she reassured me. “Good. That was my hope.”

She closed the door and walked back to me. “Why didn’t you just wait for me to get to your house to show me though?” She reached into her purse and pulled her keys out.

“Uh- well,” I smiled as she squinted her eyes at me in speculation, “I jacked your car from the lot this morning and got you a new one too.”

“You what?” She tilted her head like she hadn’t heard me right. “What does that mean?”

“It means, I showed up, hot wired your heap of junk, took it to the dealer and traded it in for a new, safer car for you and P.”

She shook her head and closed her eyes, “One,” she held her finger up, “how do you know how to hot wire a car?” And then she held her whole hand up, “Never mind, don’t answer that. Two, who do you think you are just making decisions like that without talking it over with me?”

I could hear the anger in her voice, but I also knew she was working really hard at containing it and staying levelheaded. She had been on her own for so long, giving up control like this had to be hard, and I knew I wasn’t going to get away with keeping her out of the loop very often, but I wanted to spoil and surprise her today with it.

“I know.” I pulled her against my chest, and she stiffly leaned against me before I tipped her head back with my hands on both sides of her face. “I won’t make decisions like this without you all the time, but I wanted to surprise you and I wanted to make you feel taken care of for once, without stressing or worrying about it.”

“Fox.” She sighed again, and I saw the battle raging behind her perfect eyes.

“Wait to decide if you hate it or love it until we get home, and you see it.” I kissed her forehead and steered her back towards the truck, opening the door and pinning her against the seat with my hard body pressed to her front. “But if you ever call itmy houseagain, I’m spanking your perfect sweet ass until it’s flaming red. Got it?” I reached down and grabbed onto her ass with both hands, shaking the supple flesh to accentuate my point. “It’s our house, and the only way Penelope is going to feel comfortable with it, is if you lead her by example.” I picked her up and put her into the front seat, “Don’t make me have to repeat myself either.”

I shut her door and reveled in the way her eyes rounded, and her lip stayed firmly planted between her teeth as my command hit its mark.

I was the boss here, and everything I did was with her best interest in mind.

I just had to remind her sometimes.

“Holy fuck, Fox.” Delilah said running her hand through her hair as she stood outside of the garage door, looking at her brand-new car. “It’s a Range Rover.” She deadpanned.

Her brand new pearly white Range Rover was parked in the first spot in the garage, and I was impressed with how much joy it brought me.

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