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possibility. If he’s just messing with me
again, I probably will kill him. Or at least hurt him a little. I
hope he’s not playing me this time, because I really want that
cock, and he’s going to have to prove himself a little more before
I allow myself to have it.

Chapter 3
    Blake
    There’s nothing like
cock-blocking yourself, and that’s exactly what I did last night.
Well, truthfully, it was “teenage me” stopping “adult me”
from getting the action, but it’s still my fault. Those few minutes
of Heaven I had with Audrey were better than full nights I’ve spent
with other women, and we didn’t even fuck. I mean I hand fucked
myself once I got back to my place, and honestly, I came harder just
thinking about Audrey than I have with the other women I’ve let
into my bed for the last year.
    Right now, I’ve got
to be professional. An employer, and a dad. My daughter trumps my
blue balls all day, every day, and she’s the reason Audrey’s
pulling up my driveway. I take another drink of the ice water I
poured myself when the guard at the gate called up, and will my
Johnson to behave. At least while Jeanne’s around.
    “Audrey’s here,
Dad.”
    “I know,” I say,
turning to my girl with a smile.
    “Well, come on. We
have to meet her at the door.”
    “Wanda will do that.”
    I watch as her face
falls, and my stomach drops along with it. “She’s my friend. I
wanted to open the door for her.”
    I hear the unspoken
words, even if she doesn’t say them. She’s never had a friend
over. At least not one who came here just for her. Kids whose parents
wanted something from me or Misha came to see her, but Audrey is the
first one to come here just for Jeanne. Even if it’s a job, she’s
not here for anyone but Jeanne.
    “Let’s try and
catch her,” I say.
    We make it to the door
just as my house manager, Wanda, starts to open it. “No.” Jeanne
yells, running forward to push it closed. Right in Audrey’s face.
    Jeanne realizes what
she just did, and looks stricken. I want to tell her it’s okay, but
it’s not. I mean, damn. My kid just slammed the door in Audrey’s
face. While I’m still at a loss, the doorbell rings. Jeanne looks
at me, and I shrug.
    She nods and opens the
door. “Hi, Audrey.”
    “Hey, Jeanne. Did you
finish your book? Powerless ,
right?”
    “Yeah. It was
awesome. I can’t believe you remembered.”
    “Of course I
remembered. We’re friends, right?”
    “I’m sorry I closed
the door on you,” Jeanne tells her, looking down. My daughter is so
painfully shy that she says and does things that make her seem
younger than she is. While I don’t want her to grow up too fast, I
hope for the day that she can be comfortable in her own skin to act
her age.
    “It’s okay. I was
excited to see you, too.”
    “Do you want to see
the house?”
    “Sure.”
    I watch as my shy,
sweet daughter takes Audrey’s hand and leads her towards her wing
of the house. They’re talking and laughing, and I’m at a loss for
words. I’ve never seen Jeanne so relaxed with someone she’s just
met.
    “I like her,” Wanda
tells me.
    “Yeah, me too.”
    “Does she like you,
though?” she asks, because she knows the truth about why Audrey’s
here.
    “I think so, but she
doesn’t want to. I was pretty brutal to her when we were in high
school.”
    Her eyes narrow. “Misha
too?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Why am I not
surprised? The most intelligent thing I’ve ever seen you do is
leave that witch.”
    “She’s Jeanne’s
mother. I wouldn’t have her if it wasn’t for Misha.”
    “And she doesn’t
want her. Unless it’s to try and win you back. That girl deserves
better.”
    “You’ll get no
argument from me.”
    “Then get your behind
up those stairs and join the tour. Because ‘better’ is in this
house right now.”
    She doesn’t need to
scold me twice. I’m up the stairs, and searching for them in
seconds. This damn house is too big. Misha and my agent said I needed
it to