So Wrong (Heart of Hope 3)

“Hi Daddy.”

I sank into a chair as her sweet voice filled my ears. “Hey, lazy Maisie. Are you having fun?”

“Yes. They don’t have a yard here, but the park is across the street. There is a zoo there. Papa Leo says we can go tomorrow.”

Papa? What the fuck? “That sounds like fun, baby. I can’t wait to hear all about it.”

“He said maybe we could get a dog too.”

My heart didn’t know whether to rip in two or hammer in rage. Were they just trying to be a normal family or were they trying to take my little girl from me? “Huh … listen, can you put your mom back on? I love you, baby. Have fun.”

“I love you daddy.” I heard a kiss.

“See, she’s fine.” Veronica huffed when she got back on the line.

“She’s allergic to dogs. Cats too.”

There was silence. Because I didn’t want her to think I was calling her out, I said. “She’d like a shrimp.”

“Are you making fun of me?”

“Swear to God, Veronica. She had a friend at school who had one and she wanted one too. Ask her about it.”

There was a long sigh. “I’ve got to go.”

“Okay.”

She hung up before I could say any more. I sat, not sure what to make of the conversation but in my gut, it didn’t sit well.

The next day, I kept my curtain closed when I woke. I didn’t want to see Tessa and be reminded of the fuck up I was. That didn’t stop my dick from remembering how tight she was, or how beautiful she was as her orgasm washed through her. But I didn’t indulge him. He got me into this mess, now he was going to go cold turkey. I’d risk blue balls because the guilt was a bitch.

To take my mind off missing Maisie and to avoid seeing Tessa, I decided to tour my gyms. They wouldn’t be expecting me, which would allow me to see how they were running. Fortunately, they were all running well.

When I got back to town, it was late afternoon. Not wanting to risk seeing Tessa, I stopped by the local sports bar for a late lunch. I knew the owner from college. We’d studied business together and maintained a friendship. He invited me to go to a club with him later that night. He had a woman he was trying to attract and wanted a wingman. I apologized, but declined. I wanted to be home in case Maisie called.

I arrived home right as Tessa and her roommate Corrine were exiting their house. My eyes nearly popped from head at the sight of Tessa. She wore a green dress that made her eyes shine, and her skin look soft and silky. It also left little to the imagination, accentuating her perfect tits, the curve of her hips, and sexy legs. Once I got over the surprise, I got pissed. Now that she lost her v-card she was going out to find another guy to fuck? I wanted to confront her and ask her if she’d just used me. But then I remembered I’d been the one to put a stop to any idea of further fucking. What an idiot, my dick said as I watched her get into her car. I wanted to kill whatever man was going to be able to touch her even as I knew it was my own damn fault.

To distract myself when I got inside my house, I decided to move the furniture. Maybe if the couch was in a different direction, I wouldn’t think about how sexy Tessa looked laying naked on it. It didn’t work. Thankfully, Maisie called on her mom’s phone and she told me all about the animals she saw with her mommy and Papa Leo. I tried to be upbeat, but inside my gut was roiling.

I headed to bed early, hoping to escape the torment in my life, but I had no luck there either. Turns out my dick controlled my sleep. Tessa showed up, naked and beautiful as usual. She sucked my dick and then let me finish by fucking her tits. I woke to a cum-filled mess. Good thing it was laundry day.

9

Tessa

I couldn’t get out of Dylan’s house fast enough. What had I been thinking that I should ask him to be my first? I’d thought I was a mature woman, but in truth, I’d been a silly girl. I accepted that he wouldn’t let love in his life again, or at least I thought I had. But as my heart broke with each step to my house, I realized that I’d hoped he’d change his mind. That he’d realize my feelings were sincere and want what I could offer. Idiot.

I entered the house, planning to make a b-line to my bedroom to cry.

“Hey,” Corrine said from the couch where she sat with a young man I hadn’t met. “You’re finally home. Matt and I have been waiting for you to settle a bet.”

I gathered strength to appear normal. “Oh?”

“Yeah, I told him that the woman who got out of the dark fancy sedan this afternoon was Veronica Tisdale, but he doesn’t believe me.”

“Why would Veronica Tisdale be here … next door?” Matt shook his head.

“Because her daughter lives there,” I said.