Page 77 of Blindsided By the Enforcer

On cue my cell rings. Dad’s name lights up the screen.

“Speaking of the devil,” Annie says with a sheepish grin.

I laugh and shake my head.

“Hello,” I answer the call because if I don’t, he’ll keep trying because it’s game night. “You ready for tonight?”

“Yes, Dad, and how are you?” I ask sarcastically, since this is the first time I’m hearing from him since the breakfast that went wrong before Christmas.

“You know how I am, Cade. Your mom wants to leave me,” he says like it’s my fault.

“Yes, well, maybe if you hadn’t ditched her in Mexico that wouldn’t have happened,” I say coldly.

“Our relationship is complicated. You wouldn’t understand,” he says.

“Try me,” I challenge. After being so relaxed, I’m all tense again. My dad seems to have that effect on me.

“We don’t love each other anymore,” he explains.

“Which is why you need to divorce her. You can’t expect to have your side pieces while she is waiting at home for you with a warm meal. I get why that would be convenient for you, but it isn’t fair.”

“You’re not holding back.” He has the audacity to chuckle.

“Because I’m sick and tired of sweeping things under the rug and acting as if everything is okay.”

“Like you did with Scarlett,” he jabs.

“You know nothing of my relationship with Scarlett, and the way you’ve treated Mom and me has ensured you aren’t close with either of us, so it’s not like I would call you for advice.”

I hear him sigh. “I’m sorry, Cade. I know I’ve let you down.”

“That’s the thing. I don’t think you’re sorry. Every vacation we took we spent apart. You were barely ever home. You act as if we’re ghosts when you do come out with us, and that breakfast in Riverside was exhibit number one.”

“Okay, I deserve that. Use that anger on the ice tonight,” he says.

I hiss. He is never going to change.

“How is the girl you were with?” he asks.

“Her name is Annie. She is just fine,” I snap. “I got to go, Dad.”

“Have a good game, Son.”

“Thanks.” I hang up the phone and look over at Annie. “Sorry you had to witness that.”

“It’s not like you didn’t witness my mom’s ugly,” she replies. “It must be so frustrating for you.”

“It is, but being with you makes it all better.” I lean in and capture her lips. Her fingers tug on the strands of my hair as I hover above her. I want nothing more than to sink into her heat and forget that whole conversation, but Annie deserves better from me. Instead, I play with her pussy, rubbing her clit then fingering her. Her hips move greedily against my fingers.

“This can’t be right, Cade. I’m going to come again,” she moans. She is so wet. Her hand wraps around my cock and she strokes me. I didn’t know a handy could be so sexy, but touching Annie has my body burning up again. I slip another finger inside her and use my thumb to rub her clit. She goes off like a firecracker, but she takes me with her when her strokes grow faster, and she squeezes the base of my cock with her fist. I come all over myself like a teenager as I watch her orgasm.

Annie watches me like I am some alien. “What is going on in that pretty head?”

“This is crazy, Cade. This thing between us.”

“I just came like a teenager. Look at me.”

“I’ll get you a towel,” she offers. She brings me a hand towel and I get cleaned up.

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