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“I believe you,” I said softly. “But I’m still jealous. You sleep in her bed every night when you should be in mine.”
“I’m working on something, I promise. If all fails, we’ll go your route and elope, find somewhere to live where no one knows about us.”
“You promise?”
“I swear on my life.”
Feeling better, I raised my head, but now he evaded my lips. I frowned. “What now?”
“Don’t do anything foolish.”
“What’d you mean?”
“Like what you were about to do. Give me a chance to explain in the future.”
“I’ll try, but I’m a jealous boy.”
“I know. It’s kind of sweet, but if you sleep with someone else, Aiden, that’s a bell we can’t un-ring. Do you get what I’m saying?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“You’d break my trust and ability to have faith in you. Despite the odds, we have something going on here. Don’t destroy it.”
“Okay, I won’t. Sheesh. Am I going to spend my life listening to these lectures?” My words might have come across as argumentative, but I couldn’t be any happier.
He slapped my ass, and I squealed. “If it means keeping you in line, then yes. You’ve made a hell of a mistake being with someone who knows you all too well.”
I rubbed my head on his chest. “I’m sorry I freaked out.”
“It’s okay. Deni?”
“Hmm?”
“Do you want to do something?”
“Like what?”
“Go to the movies.”
“Like a date?”
“Yeah. Would you like to? I understand if you don’t want to be seen with me.”
“Of course I want to go. Later tonight?”
“Sure.”
He really knew me so well. This was exactly what I needed.
16
JACKSON
Aiden was late. Frowning, I checked my watch. He’d insisted on me meeting him here instead of me picking him up from a friend’s house. I’d tried not to think of this friend as a red flag. Tried not to think of what Aiden could be doing with him or what they had been doing that made him late.
Dammit. I’d never been insecure before. Was this because of my anxiety over my impotency, or was this all Aiden?
A date with my stepson. Well, fuck me sideways. I swiped a hand down my face. If I could sink my cock into him, I could do this, but somehow a date seemed far more intimate than swapping spit with him. A date said, “I cared. I wanted to get to know you. I wanted to spend some time with you.”
