Dirty Daddies by Jade West

Dirty Daddies by Jade West

Author:Jade West [West, Jade]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2017-05-16T06:00:00+00:00


Carrie

I hear Jack’s car pull away and it breaks my heart.

He’s running from me.

He’s running because he doesn’t want me. He’s running because I made a stupid fucking mistake and showed him my tits and he hated them.

He hates me.

I try to calm myself down because things never end well when I get freaked out. I try to tell myself that I didn’t just fuck up so bad that I have to leave this place. That Jack isn’t like the others.

They let me stay because they had to, because I was a kid and they were obliged to care for me. Jack let me stay because he wanted to, and he hasn’t kicked me out yet, not even when he thought I was being a lazy bum all day.

Maybe he won’t throw me out for showing him my tits either.

I take a shower to get rid of the mud, and hope I can wash the embarrassment off with it. My plans for a passionate encounter in the kitchen seem so fucking silly now. He didn’t even touch me.

I thought he wanted to, but he couldn’t have. Not someone like Jack.

Jack’s the kind of guy to go for what he wants, I know him well enough to know that. And he didn’t.

He couldn’t drive away fast enough.

The more I think about it the angrier I feel. Two guys and neither of them want me. And why?

Am I hideous? Am I too fucked up for them to want to touch with a bargepole?

Eddie Stevens didn’t seem like that.

Bill didn’t seem like that.

Neither did Luke, or Eli.

They all wanted to fuck me.

They may not have wanted me, but they wanted my pussy.

But not Jack or Michael.

I guess my pussy just isn’t good enough for Jack or Michael, no matter what I do.

No matter if I spend all fucking week trying to prove to the both of them that I really can be good and work hard. No matter if I show Jack a hundred fucking pictures of how hard I work, it doesn’t matter.

They still don’t think I’m good enough.

I feel the anger brewing. Stupid anger that makes me act like a crazy bitch. Stupid anger that protects me against getting hurt and upset and pushed away.

I throw some clean clothes on and check out of the window.

He’s still gone.

I can’t believe they’ve both gone out and left me here on a Friday evening, like they think I’m just going to sit around and do nothing while they’re off having a good time or doing whatever fucking important shit is worth leaving me home alone for.

I don’t have any money, and once upon a time I’d have dipped into the envelope of cash I know Jack keeps in the kitchen drawer next to the tea towels. I’d have told myself I’d earned it with all the fucking manual labour I’ve been doing this week.

But I have no Eli demanding money, not this week, and I don’t want to take any for myself, either.

I don’t want to take anything from Jack, not now he’s been so kind to me.



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