“I told you already I'm not hungry.”“And I told already you I don't give a fuck what you say. You will eat, period.”“Silvia…”“No,” She cut me off, crossing her arms. “You got kicked by a goddamn bull the size of a truck and don't think I didn't notice the limp you had when you got here this morning...”“But…”“...So, your stupid mind state is letting me know that you're in no condition to make any decision,” Silvia continued without letting me speak. “You're going to eat the fucking soup, Jacob Simon, if you don't want me to force it down your throat. You know I'm capable of that. On more than one occasion I've had to use my brute force on you, kid.”I swallowed hard before nodding and settled better against the headboard so George could place the tray of food on my lap.“I'm going to get the painkiller you need to take with your meal,” She snapped, challenging me with her eyes.“I'll be waiting,” I muttered, staring down at the bowl of soup.“And if you think you're going to get o

“Is Jake really okay?”I stopped the truck in front of Jacob's house and turned to my daughter.“He's fine, but Taylor, you need to stop calling him that.”“But mom, he told me I could call him that,” She insisted, undoing her seat belt before opening the door to get out.“Somehow, I feel like I shouldn't believe what you say, baby.”I went to the back door and picked Lily up before setting her down to see her run to her owner.The damned pig was getting heavier.“I promised I wouldn’t say more lies, mommy. Although I didn't really lie, I just didn't tell the whole truth. They’re two different things.”And she was only seven.“I dread the day you come of age, girl,” I sighed, leading her towards the entrance.It’d only been a few hours since I saw Jacob and he told me about his painful past, but somehow, those few hours felt like days.I hadn't wanted to let go of him. I’d wished I could weld my arms around him and comfort him until he felt strong enough to face the world on his own,

“Did you really name her Taylor because you love Taylor Swift?” Jacob shook his head still in disbelief. “I thought it was some kind of joke between you.” “I never joke about something this serious, Jacob,” I said solemn. “I always say my daughter has my last name because I did all the work since the beginning, but the truth is that I wanted her name to be as similar as possible to Taylor Swift, and since our last names sound alike… The rest is history.” “And her second name is Dreams,” He reminded me amused. “I can't believe the little girl's luck to carry that couple of last names.” I smiled at the sarcastic tone he used and shrugged nonchalantly. I didn’t regret my choice of name when it came to my daughter. Peter always blamed me saying that I was the only one deciding on her name, but he was as much a fan of Taylor as I was and sang her songs at the top of his lungs at every concert we went. Yep, concerts. In plural. Was this a good moment to say that if she’d been a boy, my

“How many are coming, mom?”“Only one, honey. But I need you to go behind the fence, we don't know this cow’s temper.”Jacob stopped the truck with the trailer when Taylor fell to her feet on the other side of the fence.“Hey, baby,” My boyfriend greeted me as he got out of the truck.“Hello, handsome.”I kissed him back with pleasure, ignoring my daughter's complaints a few feet from us, and walked away to open the trailer.“How was the trip, Jeff?” I said when I saw Jacob's right hand, and who went with him to Seattle to rescue a dairy cow that would’ve been taken to the slaughterhouse for not producing enough milk. Fortunately, one of the managers knew about The Eden and had contacted Jacob, who didn’t hesitate to drive more than six hours to safe the cow.“It was okay, Vivi. Though I don't know how you can stand this guy, he snores a lot,” The foreman complained, though he never lost his smile.“I don't snore, I just breathe hard,” Was Jacob's reply, but as he walked next to me, I

I bit my wrist to keep from crying out when his tongue touched a particularly sensitive spot.“Jacob, please...”His growl made my body vibrate, making me shudder completely, but his mouth never stopped his attack.“Jacob, baby...”“One more, Vivienne,” He murmured, his lips barely leaving my clit to speak before returning to suck and lick all the way through.Jacob made sense of the sentence eat you whole.I had enjoyed oral sex in the past, did I come this way? No. But I did enjoy it.There had always been some kind of disconnection between my vagina and whoever’s mouth was trying to please it, but that didn't mean I hadn't repeatedly tried to find out if what so many women talked about and I what read in books was real.And oh, yes. It was definitely real. I’d found it. Because that or actually he had made me come like never before every time he put his mouth on my pussy.Jacob had made me addicted to oral sex.“Fuck, fuck, fuck…”I shrieked frantic as I tried to close my legs for