Bad Kind of Love
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Until now.
I keep my eyes focused on Wes’s name, feeling the unimaginable urge to read what’s below. Gripping the mouse, I can feel my fingers tremble, causing the tiny mouse key to move back and forth over the screen.
I wanted to read Jack’s words to his son. I wanted badly to know what his true feelings were on what had transpired that night. I wasn’t an idiot, I knew he was hurting.
Jack may be many things, but he wasn’t a sociopath.
He loved Wes and always would, even if he loathed his own father.
As I kept my gaze upward, I felt like it would be an invasion of his privacy to read the email. It felt too intimate and the guilt of reading it would eat at my conscience, so instead I hit the back button and relieve my own stress.
But as the list of Jack’s emails come into focus, Wes’s name is scattered in a row of sent emails.
All with the subject, I’m sorry.
The lump in my throat intensifies as I scroll further and further down from the sent emails.
Every single one of them was to Wes.
My heart cracked with every message I discovered. It was a blow to the gut knowing Jack was this wounded by his son. As I scrolled past each email, none of them were responded to.
All were ignored.
I wanted to cry, shout at the screen but really, all I wanted to do was fix their relationship. Make it better than before, but the chance of that happening was slim.
Wes clearly wanted nothing to do with him, and it was all my fault.
As I sat there on the verge of tears, the sound of the front door opening startled me and I instantly closed out all the tabs.
“Becca?” Jack’s voice rang through the apartment causing me to sit up a little straighter and act normal.
Like I didn’t just come across a mass amount of emails sent to Wes.
“In here.” I speak up and click on the youtube icon and pretend to be searching something.
His footsteps get louder then finally stop at the edge of our room.
“Why are you sitting in the dark?” He asks worriedly as he flips the light switch on.
Spinning in the chair, my eyes fly to his now short hair that I swear I’ll never get used to. It’s only been a few days since the drastic change, but it looks just as good short as it did long.
“I work better in the dark.” I shrug, as he immediately knows something is off with me.
Pushing off the door frame, he saunters over to the bed with his intense eyes still focused on me. Taking a seat on the edge, he leans forward resting his arms on his knees and all his attention is solely focused on me.
“How was school?” He glances around me at my screen before returning his gaze to mine.
“It was fine, nothing exciting.” I nod, trying my hardest not to break in front of him. My eyes trail down the long scruff that covers his chin and dip down to the bulge in his arms.
Everything about Jack was enticing. Just looking at him made me forget all my worries.
“Quit lookin’ at me like that O’Connor.” He growls but his tone is anxious and the lust in his eyes is evident. “What’s wrong?” His eyebrows dip in concern.
I should be the one asking him what’s wrong.
“Nothing.” I lie shaking my head. “I just missed you is all.” I rise out of the chair and go to straddle his waist.
He quickly places his hands on my hips, halting my movement. Peering up into my eyes, he searches diligently for something. His lips form a straight line as his grip on my hips tighten.
“Are you lying?” He concentrates on me hard, never moving his eyes from mine.
Swallowing, I try not to give myself away and move my legs to staddle around him.
This time he lets me.
My knees rest on each side of him as his hands latch onto my ass.
“No.” I circle my arms around his neck, missing his long hair that I once was able to tug on.
He looks at me like he doesn’t believe me, still searching my eyes for the truth. Finally giving in, he grins slightly and peers down at my lips.
“I missed you more.” He kneads the flesh on my ass, causing me to groan in pleasure. “I missed this ass too.”
Smiling, I lean down and hover my mouth over his.
“Maybe you should show me just how much you missed me.” I whisper over his lips, grazing his skin with each word.
“Maybe I should.” He grinds up into me, causing my eyes to roll back. “Or maybe I should refuse to let you cum until you tell me what's really wrong with you.”
His confession caused my eyes to snap open and heart to pound like a jack rabbit.
“I already told you nothing’s wrong.” I snap trying to pull away from his face, but he quickly grabs a hold of my neck, keeping us at a close distance.
“I know you O’Connor.” He grinds out. “I know when you’re lying.”
His fingers dig into the back of my neck, but soon rub a trail up and down my skin.
“Are you happy?” I ask, feeling the lump form in my throat once again. “Are you happy with me?”
His eyebrows knit together as if he’s angered by my question.
“Of course, what the hell kind of question is that?” He snarls. “What makes you think I’m not happy?”
My eyes drop down, but he tugs my hair so I’m now looking back at him.
“I just… I just don’t want you to feel like I pushed you into this relationship.” I admit. “Or have you one day despise me because of your tarnished relationship with Wes.”
His eyes immediately soften and his hand moves from the back of my head to cradle my face.
“Becca.” He says sweetly. “I could never hate you.” He rubs on my cheek causing my eyes to flutter close. “I’m the happiest I’ve ever been and it’s all because of you.”
I feel my heart swell in my chest, and the need to kiss him consumes me.
“Ditto.” I grin and drop my lips down onto his.
Everything that has happened, led us to this moment. All the heartache, resentment, fights and all the hurdles we had to overcome to finally be here.
In our own home.
Together.
Just how it should be.
And one day , maybe in the far future, Wes would forgive his father.
And maybe even me.
But right now, I wasn’t going to push the issue.
Right now, I was just going to enjoy my life and new adventures with the man whose fire melted away the coldness of my life.
Abelard and Heloise.
But in our version, we made it.
The End
Wes’s story coming soon....
Table of Contents
Copyright
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Epilogue
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