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“I want to feel like a family.”
“And what does that feel like to you, son? Because you shouldn’t have left your family in the first place.”
“You’ll never get it, will you? You think everything has to be done your way or it was a mistake. Ma wants us to fix our issues, but that’s just not possible, is it?”
He’s quiet for a few seconds, and I’m about to give up. I try one more time, hoping maybe I could somehow get through to him.
“Can we at least try? For her?”
He grunts, and I take that as his answer.
“Good talk.” I shake my head, walking away. I expect him to call after me, to do something to change the wedge shoved between us. To prove that he does care about me, but he doesn’t. He just lets me walk away without a single word.
CHAPTER 38
Sutton
Wakingup in Jameson’s arms while our dogs both snore on the ground below us is something new, something I would have never expected to happen. But I showed up last night, and now here we are. We’ve never stayed the night together, but it felt right.
This feels even more right.
I snuggle into him even more and he stirs, pulling me tightly against him. Our naked bodies are pressed together because we didn’t bother putting any clothes on last night. I don’t usually sleep naked, and I’ve definitely never felt comfortable enough to do it with someone else.
Jameson isn’t just someone else, though. He’s become so much more than that.
“How’d you sleep?” His voice is so much deeper in the morning, and I’m a little ashamed at how something as simple as that has me turned on and wanting him again.
“Better than expected,” I answer with my lips grazing his skin.
“Any particular reason you think?”
“Hm.” I pretend to think. “No, nothing comes to mind.”
“Nothing at all?”
“Nope, not a single thing.”
He rolls me onto my back as I giggle, feeling his hard length against me and I can’t help but roll my hips into him.
“If that’s the case, then why’re you trying to rub yourself against me?” He raises an eyebrow.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I run my foot up the back of his leg before hooking it around his waist.
“Not at all?”
“Nope.”
“So you don’t want me to push my dick inside your soaking pussy again?”
I hum, pulling him down with my leg around him. “Why would I want that?”
“Because you love it.”
I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his lips down to mine. “You’re right, I do.”
After getting lostin each other so many times I finally lose count. We manage to get our clothes on and make some food. I would have been content, not worrying about eating, butJameson wasn’t allowing that. He basically forced me to get dressed and I think it was to stop his own temptation.
“I think Duke needs another bath,” he says while frying a grilled cheese.
