Daddy Dom and the Virgin by Kitty Jones

Author:Kitty Jones [Jones, Kitty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kitty Jones
Published: 2020-03-10T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Mallory

I don’t know if he was expecting my brazen confession.

I definitely wasn’t expecting it.

Yeah, I knew the guy was a Daddy Dom, but I didn’t expect him to top me tonight. Not without getting me into bed. Not without taking off my clothes and kissing all over me. I mean, he took off some of my clothes, but...

I feel like I gave it up to him so easily, and that scares me. This is a secret I’ve guarded carefully for years. I don’t like anyone to know what happened to Matthew. I don’t like for anyone to know why I’m so upset about losing my brother. It hurts too much. It’s far too painful and the reality is that I don’t think it’s anyone’s business, really, why I miss him.

Not only was he my best friend, but he was my partner in everything. I mean, Matthew and I were super close. He was always there for me, right until the end. I’d be there for him, too.

“What do you mean?” Aaron finally speaks.

“I mean, I’m the reason he was out that night. We were supposed to be hanging out.”

“I remember,” he says carefully. “But I don’t know what that has to do with any of it being your fault. You weren’t in the car. You didn’t distract him from the road. You weren’t in the other car. You didn’t force that person to drive while drinking. How exactly is it your fault?”

“Because I forgot the movie,” I whisper.

I forgot.

I was reckless and stupid, and I forgot.

“It’s not a crime to forget something,” Aaron says carefully.

“But it ended up with him dead.”

“It had nothing to do with the movie, sweetie,” he says.

“It feels like it.”

“What if it had been him who stayed home?” Aaron asks.

“What do you mean?”

“If the tables were turned, and Matthew was the one who stayed home while you went out, would you want him to blame yourself for your death?”

I pause because I’m about to say no.

I’m about to say that’s stupid.

I’m about to say a million different things rejecting the idea that anyone could possibly believe Matthew would ever be responsible for me getting hurt, but I see through what Aaron is doing. He’s trying to get me to see that I’m not responsible. He wants me to know that this isn’t my fault. No matter what happened, and no matter what I think I’m responsible for, sometimes shit just happens.

It’s nobody’s fault.

It’s just...

It’s just fucking life.

“I’m not going to answer that,” I whisper.

“You don’t have to,” Aaron says gently. “Sweetie, let’s go eat. Okay?”

“Okay.”

He guides me from the living room to the kitchen. He pulls a chair out for me and helps me sit down. Then he starts preparing the food.

“Something smells good,” I say.

“It’s roast,” he tells me with a grin. He looks over and the smile on his face seriously warms my heart.

“It smells amazing.”

“I learned to cook when I moved away. In college, I pretty much just survived on ramen and beef jerky.

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