Conduct Unbecoming a Judge: An Emotional, Spicy Romance (Thunderstruck Book 2) by Amelia Elliot

Conduct Unbecoming a Judge: An Emotional, Spicy Romance (Thunderstruck Book 2) by Amelia Elliot

Author:Amelia Elliot [Elliot, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fitz & Ferd Ltd.
Published: 2023-07-17T23:00:00+00:00


1. Do you speak French?

2. Yes.

3. You know French.

4. Yeah.

5. Why didn’t you tell me, motherfucker?

6. my little angel.

7. That stupid smile

Chapter 18

It was still dark, but it looked to be close to dawn, judging by the light grey of the night sky visible through Jack’s floor-to-ceiling windows. Esme’s sleep was fitful with the knowledge that they were not alone in the house. She was contemplating getting up and going for a run along the beach while the sun rose. It’d been days since she’d run outside.

The mattress depressed, and the blankets rustled. Esme knew someone had climbed into bed with them, but she couldn’t see them. She was sleeping on her side with her ass pressed against Jack’s hip, and her back to their visitor. Even though she was under the comforter, she was grateful for the foresight of putting Jack’s shirt on to sleep in.

“Bette, what are you doing here?” Jack asked sleepily. “Did you have a nightmare?”

“No.” The blankets pulled as Bette snuggled into Jack. “I missed you, Daddy.”

“I missed you too, Bette-bug.”

“Can I sleep with you?”

Jack yawned. “Only for a little bit. We don’t want to wake Esme.”

After a few minutes of rustling, Bette seemed to settle in. Esme attempted sleep again, but the awareness of a small child in bed with her made slumber impossible. She’d never experienced that before, and probably never would again.

Bette didn’t seem to want to sleep either; soon she spoke once more. “Ollie is sleeping on Ingrid. He didn’t sleep on me.”

She felt Jack shift toward Bette. “That’s lucky, because that means you can snuggle with me instead.”

“Yeah.” Bette giggled.

“But you have to go to sleep,” Jack added.

Bette stayed quiet for, at best, two minutes. “Daddy?”

“What?”

“Are you going to marry Esme?”

Jack chuckled. “Not if we wake her up with all this chatter and she gets mad.”

“She’s your girlfriend.”

“She is.”

“Aren’t you supposed to marry your girlfriend?”

“Sometimes. Not always.”

“You married Mommy. She was your girlfriend.”

“That’s true. Now go to sleep.”

But she didn’t. Bette squirmed for a while instead.

“Daddy?”

“Go to sleep.”

Bette ignored her father’s directive. “She’s in bed with you. I don’t think you’re supposed to do that unless you’re married.”

“Hmm.” Jack feigned considering her statement. “We’ll have to make an exception. Where else was she supposed to go? You and your sisters were in her bed.”

“And Ollie,” Bette added.

“And Ollie.”

“She could’ve slept in my bed,” Bette observed a moment later.

“Did you tell her that?”

“No.”

“People can’t sleep in your bed unless you invite them,” Jack said.

Esme thought that was pretty good advice for Bette.

“Oh.” Bette was quiet for so long that Esme thought she might have fallen asleep. But alas, no such luck. “If you marry Esme, then Ollie will move here,” she said a few minutes later.

“That’s not something to worry about now, Bug.”

“I want a cat… or a puppy. But I’d rather you come back home. We’ll stop asking for a puppy if you come home. Ingrid and Audrey and I talked about it, and we agreed.”

Esme squeezed her eyes shut. She wished, for the fourth time since meeting Jack’s kids, that she could exit a conversation.



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