Page 4 of Twice as Forbidden

Especially over a girl—hisgirl.

“Welcome home. Sorry I wasn’t here when you two arrived.”

“Didn’t expect you to be.”

I deserve that. I won’t deny being a shit father. I put my business before my family. It’s why his mother isn’t in the picture, and he resents me, but he also doesn’t seem to mind the perks of being rich. “I had business to attend to.”

“Sure.”

His smart mouth pisses me off. Shitty parenting or not, he’s not going to disrespect me. Even if I’ve been fantasizing about his sexy little girlfriend. “You better watch—”

“Hey, babe. Morning,” Noah cuts me off, and I follow his gaze. Georgia stands in the doorway, her fingers clasped. She’s nervous, and I wonder why. “Georgia, this is my dad, Jackson. Dad, this is Georgia.”

It’s on the tip of my tongue to say we’ve already met when she walks up to me and extends her hand. “Hi, nice to meet you.”

I can’t help but smirk.So, this is how we’re going to play this.

I slide my fingers along her palm, engulfing her small hand in mine, and smooth my expression. My dick jumps at the softness of her skin, and I trace her pulse point with my thumb. “Nice to meet you,Georgia,” I say, taking pleasure in the way her hand trembles. She tries to pull away, but I hold on a moment longer before letting go. “Grab breakfast. We’re leaving shortly.”

I stand, giving Noah a hard stare, and walk out of the room, but not before catching Georgia’s eyes and winking.

I’m going to hell.

Chapter four

Georgia

Thedrivetoworkis torturous, the silence between Noah and I unbearable.

“Are you going to ignore me all summer?”

“Not ignoring you, George, just don’t have anything to say.”

I slam my fists against my thighs in frustration. “That’s my point! You never want to talk about the hard stuff. I poured my heart out to you yesterday, and all I got was you telling me I was on my own in finding a place to sleep.”

“That’s bullshit. I said you could sleep in my room. You chose not to.”

“And apparently, it was the right decision. Does your dad not approve of me being here?”

He scoffs. “Who cares what he—”

“Me. I do. I don’t want to disrespect him, and he seemed pretty mad when he saw us in bed this morning.”

His hands clench around the steering wheel. “He can fuck off. He has no say in what I do.”

“And me? Am I just supposed to rebel like you seem to want to?”

Noah exhales. “Georgia, it doesn’t matter. He’s suddenly trying to act like a parent when he’s just the guy who pays my tuition. And what does it matter to you? After this is over, we’ll go back to school and go our separate ways.”

Guilt tightens my chest at the hurt in his tone, but he’s not innocent in all this.

“I know you’re mad at me, but—”

“Mad? Why the fuck would I be mad my girl broke up with me? You couldn’t have done this before we committed to spending the whole summer together? When I find summer pussy to replace you since you’re too busy being a selfish bitch, you gonna pretend you still don’t want me?”

I hiss at his words. There he is—the real Noah Blake. “Fuck you.”

“Can’t do that anymore, babe. You’re not my girlfriend.”

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