MY MATE'S FATHER WANTS ME

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g, but I hadn't spoken to anyone in the last twent

t man if every other thing and every ot

un, classic shades, and real Italian white shoes, a million-worth wa

had effortlessly stolen my attention from the

ways loved her to bits but right now, I can't explain this vile feelin

ght to stay next to him. She's his mate

call our conversation last night. His unexplainable a

tortured me all night. I'd feel mu

for you." Trent awfully interrupte

an hour ago, and h

replied

in a rush, kissing my cheek. Crazy how I

about his fidelity or was he be

ed out, fighting ba

round my waist and I flinched slightly. But I mana

the easiest thing to do in the world. I gulped h

y smile as he

essa and I hugged. "Y

for a perfect smile. But I

e made my breathing quiver. He

a normal, innocent gesture. Except the feel of his mouth on my ski

ontinued chatting with Trent. I was hypervent

sible to picture him as the guy who went off on the call yester

have multiple personali

ble." Trent said, holding my han

seemed upset when I suggested that we pretend what we had never happened, he seemed t

he look

lushed face, distracting my gaze from V

m the glass of champagne on the table. It tasted di

y choked on it as Tracy appeared out of the

the table. My face cont

ave a fun night with you last nigh

top of

sted under the table in my sick attempt to

ing her long, straight black h

ds over there?" Trent asked nervously

dared to stylishly place a hand on his. He

poking at all my nerves. Right now, I was pi

alone." She stood, flipped her ha

. I was too choked with tears to speak. Goddess, gi

ed back his seat and left. My head was lowered

my emotions and looked up, I f

guests. Trent wasn't wit

n't dare. Tracy wouldn't disre

had to make sure they weren't in any of t

asn't there anymore either. But Aunt Vanessa was. She

ught of the first place to search

kle. With a bit of struggle, I pulled off my six-inc

eded to hear. Loud and erotically upsetting. Trent'

reaching for the doorknob. But my h

I get mad? Do I yell? Or do I ask h

ppen to me? And...and if father sees

I need to make sure he doesn't come u

e stairs. My makeup was ruined with tears and

hat elegant again. I had my shoes on. I ha

ty. I should stay with Fathe

the main door, I hea

e me,

ers. He had a phone on the tray

has

Vince,

he phone. He bowed and

re did you

it lying in a corner. I think he

oor where Tracy's room is. Wha

phone, I figured I had to give it to him. But whe

ok another step. But fr

, indicating he j

n it. But the pictures popped up on their o

rent and Tracy. Together. In her room. Why

t sent anonymously.

om that night. The ones I thought I imagined. He'd said.

.was Vince behind

Elena?" The familiar deep, husky, ter

ince. But the dark and edgy Vince whose ey