Single Dad Baker by Lauren Wood

Author:Lauren Wood [Wood, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07WW223LY
Published: 2019-08-20T04:00:00+00:00

15

Jack

After the bakery closed, I had one more day with the house to myself and I was thinking of only one thing. I would have thought that some random guy coming in and picking a fight with me about Bella, would put me off. That didn’t seem to be the case at all. I think it actually did the opposite and the last thing I could think about, was something happening with her. I didn’t want her to leave, so I wanted to make sure that she knew that there was much better options if she stayed.

I called her once I was home and changed. I wanted to see her, and I wasn’t going to take no for an answer. The first time I called, she didn’t answer, and I was immediately perturbed. I didn’t even want to think about the idea that I wasn’t going to be able to see her tonight. I wanted to, needed to and it just felt like everything was going downhill. There was no way that I was going to be able to let this go.

So, I called her again a few minutes later, willing her to answer. When she did, I was sure that it was my need to talk to her that had made it happen. I was worried about how I felt when I was around her. As much as I liked to think that I wasn’t the type to fall for a chick, I felt myself falling pretty damn hard. Most likely, it was because it had been so long since I’d been with a woman. It was just the newness of it all.

As soon as I thought such a thing, I knew that I was wrong. It wasn’t that way at all. What I did know for certain, was that I needed to see her.

“Where are you?”

“At home. Did you need something?”

“Yeah, I want to see you.”

“Oh, yeah. I bet you want to talk about what happened earlier. I am really sorry about that. Billy is an idiot and I can’t believe that he is here.”

It took me a minute to realize that she was talking about the guy from the bakery. I wasn’t calling about him, but I could see why she would think that. I did want to talk about it, but at the moment, talking was the last thing on my mind. I wanted to discuss what was going to happen next between me and her. I wanted to get physical. Talking was overrated.

“Why don’t you swing by? We can talk and do whatever else comes to mind.”

“Well, you’re going to have to give me a minute. I am standing here in a towel, soaking wet. I need to get dressed.”

She wasn’t helping my mood and now I was rock hard, just talking to her. Envisioning in my mind, her standing there with a towel on, dripping wet, was more than I could handle. A knot formed instantaneously in my throat and I couldn’t get it out.

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