Cocky Playboy (Cocky Suits Chicago Book 1) by Alex Wolf & Sloane Howell

Author:Alex Wolf & Sloane Howell [Wolf, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-01T18:30:00+00:00

Decker

“What are we doing here? You never do the shopping these days.” Jenny raises her brows at me.

I can’t help but smile any time I look at her. She’s beautiful, smart, funny, and everything I want her to be and more. She really is the perfect daughter, which makes things easy for me as far as raising her goes. Things could’ve been a million times worse. We’re a team, though. Always have been, and every day I wait for it to happen, for her to have a defiant streak, for us to grow apart. It never comes.

I grab a cart and pull up the ingredient list on my phone. I give Jenny a look that says sorry. It’s been like this for about six weeks, me working crazy hours. Once this merger goes through, things will be different, and I’ll be home every night for dinner.

“I told you. I’m making dinner and I invited a friend.”

Jenny grins from ear-to-ear. “Oh, is this friend a girl?” She drags the word out in a singsong voice. She beams at me with the same green eyes her mother has. It takes my mind back to the moment in my office. The worst possible timing in the history of the universe.

I haven’t heard from Monica since then, but I’m sure she’ll be calling soon with her hand out. I’ll happily cut her a damn check and send her on her way to wherever it is she said she’s going. I’ve kept tabs on her over the years. Made sure she kept her distance from Jenny. Monica is, well, Monica. To her credit, she’s never pretended to be anything she wasn’t, for the most part. Her little act at the office was totally out of character and I wonder what brought it on.

I guess she does always seem to put on an act when she’s asking for money. She never just comes out and says it. We have to go through the same song and dance. Maybe it’s a defense mechanism and she’s just embarrassed or ashamed.

Her showing up like that really did a number on me, though. Thank God Monica didn’t come to the house. That’s the only silver lining I can take away from the experience.

Jenny makes a show of clearing her throat to get my attention. “Well… Dad? Is it a woman?”

“Maybe.” I smile thinking about Tate.

I kept my word and my distance all week. It was damn hard, and she made sure to look hot as fuck every single day too. Every time I sat at my desk, all I could do was think about fucking her on it. The way my thighs clapped against her ass, and the way she clamped down on my cock when she came.

I wouldn’t have had time to pursue her this week, even if she’d given me a chance to. The firm representing the victim in the social media body shaming case played hardball, but I think we’re going to be able to reach a settlement outside of court.

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