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A son with the bad boy 8
ASHTON "Need more of this," Unax says. Yeah, he needs more alcohol to endure all of Paige's rejections. I know that pisses him off; I see him getting angrier and more insistent every time she dodges his attempts to get into her pants. Complimenting her eyes about ten times hasn't gotten him anywhere either. I shouldn't, I know, she can screw whoever she wants, but one of my friends? I'm glad she rejects him because I don't want any of these guys near my son or messing around with the person who takes care of him the most. "Want something?" "No, I don't drink alcohol," she replies. He laughs, so does Apolo until she looks at them dead serious. "Damn, it's not a joke." I don't know if he's doing it on purpose or if he simply doesn't realize what he's causing, but when he leans in to take his turn, Unax blatantly checks out her ass. He bites his lip pierced by a piercing and looks at me pretending to smack her. I grip the pool cue tighter. That shit just pissed me off, what's he do
A son with the bad boy 9
PAIGE "Ten, and you?" Jo asks me. "Twenty," I reply. She raises her eyebrows and covers Owen's ears as he calmly watches the cartoons sitting on her lap. "Is he that well-endowed or did he go hard against the sink?" Remembering it sends shivers down my spine. My legs are still trembling. I raise two fingers from one hand, and she lets out a squeal that makes me laugh, and Owen laughs with us. I still ponder over it and close my eyes to make sure it happened; I hooked up with Ashton again. "And... that's it? You didn't talk or...?" "No, it was just sex." And incredible sex, I must add. At least today, I'm glad to see that she didn't have such a bad time either. After she and Ian accompanied me to the car, it seems they had enough at the apartment he shares with Ashton's friends. She arrived an hour ago, and that was at eleven, by which time I had already gone to pick up Owen and settled down. Since then, she hasn't stopped asking questions and chattering. She spends the whole da
A son with the bad boy 10
PAIGE Friday arrives quickly, Samuel reminds me of our outing when we meet on campus, and it makes me uneasy. It's the first time in months that I've hung out with a guy alone like this. We agreed he'd pick me up at ten-thirty because I managed to swap shifts with a coworker, and today I have a change of clothes in my bag so I don't have to wear my work uniform. Plus, I already put on makeup before heading to the daycare to spend the little time I have left with Owen until Monday. "You look beautiful," he says with his soft voice, running his fingers through my slightly curled hair. "Thank you, darling," I whisper. "Look," he says, taking a few steps back so I can see him attempt a somersault. He makes me laugh, and I lie down on the ground next to him to play. Nothing will ever be better than making Owen laugh. When Ashton arrives, he catches me lying on the floor with Owen lying on my stomach. He stands with his arms crossed by the door, and I can read the teasing in his eyes. I
A son with the bad boy 11
PAIGEThe night with Samuel is fine, but when I wake up, I know it will be sporadic things. We keep running into each other on campus, and I consider us friends because we occasionally grab coffee together in the cafeteria. He's hinted a couple of times that he'd like to repeat, but I've also hinted that I won't be able to until two weekends from now. It's a small and fiery routine we've started to maintain: every other Friday, we go to the motel."I'm going to Ian's place this afternoon to watch the soccer game."I lift my head from my cereal. I slept poorly because Owen decided to wake up at four in the morning and try to climb out of his crib. Luckily, I still have the baby monitor."Okay.""They've invited you too; they want you to come with me. They really liked you.""I'll go with Owen to show him the Halloween decorations on the streets.""Please," he pleads, making a puppy-dog face with clasped hands. "It'll only be a couple of hours, and they already know Owen. It'll be fine,
A son with the bad boy 12
ASHTONTwo weeks and I haven't stopped thinking about what Apollo told me. Every time I consider it, I dismiss the idea; I can't have something serious, especially not with Paige. Yet, I keep thinking about it.This has been the weekend with her, I haven't seen Owen for five days, and since I see him more often, I'm feeling better. It's good for me to see him more days a week."And... are we going out tonight?"Her sharp nails stroke the snake tattooed on my neck, managing to scratch me and hurt me, so I push her away."No.""Why?" she grumbles. "Is it because of that bitch? I've seen you two talking a lot these months."‘A lot’ must be once a week, twice at most, and only to talk about Owen. She'd be three times as angry if she knew we've met outside the campus a couple more times because apparently now we share friends, and she'd cut my balls off if she knew I think about Paige's tits when I'm fucking her.""You don't care what I do."Faye snorts and follows my gaze. Paige is talkin
A son with the bad boy 13
PAIGE"Get ready for Christmas," Laura warns me when there's nobody in the store.Yeah, I can see that not many people usually come. It's a somewhat expensive store, and mostly people come for special occasion outfits. There are beautiful dresses, and we sell these heels that I'm in love with."Is it crowded?""Too crowded!" she assures me. "Especially on Christmas Eve, you know, last-minute shoppers."I can imagine; sometimes I'm like that.I tidy up the clothes in the stockroom a bit, and my phone starts ringing in the purse I keep in one of the lockers in the stockroom. I enter the combination on the lock of my locker, and it doesn't occur to me that it could be something bad when I see Ashton's name. He's left, and I hadn't prepared Owen; surely now he won't let him sleep because he doesn't have his blanket. Taking him away on a Tuesday? To sleep with him?"Hello, everything okay?" I ask."We're at the hospital, I'll send you the address.""What?!"My chest tightens, and it hurts.
A son with the bad boy 14
PAIGE"But what happened to him?!" Jo screams in the morning.I slept terribly because I stayed all night curled up in the chair in his room, watching over him. Today he woke up sad, and I feel sorry for him. I can't stop hugging and cuddling him, not even during breakfast."He started climbing or opening drawers at Ashton's house and fell on one. It was weird," I explain.Jo shrugs and starts preparing the coffee."It's the first time he's fallen like this, it's normal," she reassures me."No, it's Ashton. It was... very strange to see him like that," I admit."What do you mean?" Jo asks."I mean...," I pause to think. "He seems like a confident guy, as if nothing scares him or as if he has everything under control. Last night was the opposite.""And?" Jo prompts.That I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. I saw the most human side of Ashton, and I liked it too much because he wasn't the stone-cold type that everyone sees; he let himself be touched like those needy animals.
A son with the bad boy 15
PAIGE"So... tonight, same time?" Samuel asks me as he catches me on campus between classes.Today, I doubt it because I don't feel like I need it or want it. Sex with him is fine, but I know I'm going to compare it with Ashton, and I know that with Samuel, it's already beyond these encounters every other Friday. He wants to go out, take me to dinner and the movies, and that's not what I'm looking for. Not with him."Ummm..."My phone vibrates in the pocket of my coat, and I frantically search for it to get rid of Samuel and this moment. Ashton's name lights up the screen."I have to take this," I excuse myself. "I'll send you a message later because I might go out with a friend tonight," I lie, although it's not entirely untrue because Jo wants me to go out with her and the guys.Samuel smiles at me, and it feels incredibly awkward as he reaches out and brushes my hair away from my face. I fake a smile and stride away from him with the phone pressed to my ear."Come here," he orders.
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