I believe in love at first sight… because I am a mother.
Living a complete lie, holding on to a secret that could cost me the most important thing in my life was about to surface. I couldn’t breathe without Maddie. Maddie was my life. The saying about dying for your child is the absolute truth. The other things you would do are comparable to that of death. I know, I did those things. I did unthinkable things, all for Maddie. I continued the lie, the secrets with the one man who had no right. People say you always have options. That’s a lie. I had no choice. I did it all for her… for my Maddie.
“Papaw, you watch dis wif me?” Maddie asked, holding up her princess movie.
My dad stood and went to her. I instantly jerked my hand from Alex’s, giving him a dirty look. He smirked. I wanted to punch him.
“Papaw has a better idea. Why don’t you stay here with papaw and nana tonight and let mommy have an adult night?” he offered, smiling over at me.
Man, this sucked. I didn’t want his smiling approval. I didn’t want him to like Alex. How could he like Alex? Alex was a conspirator. He couldn’t like Alex.
“No Dad, Alex came here to spend the weekend with her,” I tried.
“Alex is going to take her away from me. Alex can deal with it,” my dad joked, with Alex.
“Its fine, sweetie. She can stay if she wants to,” Alex approved, smiling at me.
I got up to go to bathroom. I had to. I was going to vomit, on him! I leaned in to Alex, catching the smile on his face when he thought that I was going to play his make believe game and kiss him or something. “You’re going to a hotel,” I seductively whispered in his ear.
“What’s wrong, baby? Did you have a bad dream?”
“No. A gemin under my bed,” she assured me.
“A gemin?” I repeated, not sure what the heck she was talking about.
“Uh-huh, I go in your bed, K?”
I carried her back to bed with me and snuggled her little body close to mine.
“A gemin under you bed?” she asked.
“What is a gemin?” I asked, wondering if she knew herself.
She rolled to her back so she could demonstrate with her hands.
“It dat big,” she gestured. “Dem can’t have no water.”
“Oh, my God!” I said, sitting up, reaching for my phone. I didn’t care that it was after two in the morning.
“What the hell, Whit?” Jaron answered on the third ring. “Do you know what time it is?”
“YES! You freaking let her watch Gremlins?”
“They’re cute,” he said.
“They’re monsters. She’s three for God’s sake.”
“I’ll tell her they’re not real tomorrow. Sorry, I’ll see you tomorrow,” Jaron said, hanging up on me. Grrrr. I couldn’t believe he let her watch the Gremlins.
“I’m not your pawn. You can’t treat me like this,” I yelled drunk words, trying to make sense.
Alex walked back out wearing his jeans.
“I have never treated you like my pawn.”
“You think I’m young and stupid and I just have to do everything—”
My words were cut off by his lips on mine. He tossed me toward to the bed and jerked my shoes off, flinging them roughly across the room. I stared in shock as he unsnapped my jeans and pulled them crudely over my hips.
“Alex, stop. What are you doing?”
He didn’t listen. He ran his fingers between my legs, aggressively shoving two fingers inside of me, dragging them up my wet slit, to my clit, and back inside of me.
“You want me to stop, Whitley?”
“No,” I whimpered as he assaulted my throbbing clitoris.
I dropped from my elbows as he moved down and took me with his mouth, violating my clit with intense pleasure. I felt like I was going to faint. It was so powerful and concentrated. I didn’t think he was ever going to let me come. I would get so close. As soon as I would start to writhe my hips into his mouth, he would slow down.
“Ah, right there. Don’t stop,” I begged with a whimper.
As soon as I screamed out in unbelievable pleasure he was kissing me. This was so messed up. I just walked in on him fucking someone else, and now I was tasting my pussy on his mouth.
“Fuck me, Alex,” I pleaded, panting heavily in his mouth.
He pulled back and stared down at me.
“I’m not going to fuck you, Whitley. I’m going to make love to you, but not tonight. Not now. Do you know when I am going to make love to you?”
I couldn’t answer. I just stared wide eyed and shook my head.
“I’m going to make love to you when you tell me to make love to you. When you are not drunk. Have you ever had sex sober, Whitley?”
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