Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Yeah right. No one that looks like that can stay single for that long. Who am I kidding? My heart hurt just a little at the thought of it. But what did I expect? Jake had been a man when
we met. A man who packed a punch even then, I could only imagine how much he'd improved with age, and experience. Thoughts of my Jake with anyone else could usually send me into a
melancholic haze for days on end. Those are the days I hated daddy most. I've cried enough tears over Jake Summers to flood the Mississippi and I'm sure before my life is done I'd cry
even more. Because if there's one thing I know, there'll never be another like him for me.
I hadn’t known him when he lived in the area before and was the school quarterback. He was five years ahead of me in school after all, and besides I never got to hang with the cool kids.
That summer when he’d been home for the last time I’d been tutoring his sister Mindy who is just a few months younger than I am. I’d taken one look at him that day when he came into her
room where we’d been studying, and lost my heart.
Daddy had no idea who it was I was tutoring of course, or where it was. He would’ve had ten fits if he’d ever known. For him the pride that his beloved daughter had been chosen as a
tutor her senior year was enough. And I guess he thought the school held to the same ideals as him and put like with like as he calls it. In that token he would never have expected them
to pair his unblemished lily-white angel with someone of a lesser pedigree. As I’ve grown and matured I’ve come to realize that daddy is a heel.
I watched the lone mosquito flit around above my head and I tried to drum up the courage to make the call. If I did this there was no going back. I have never in my life defied daddy in
anything. There’s no doubt that he would hear about it if I went out on the town with the sister of the man he blames for my fall from grace. There was a war going on inside me. I could
taste freedom on the tip of my tongue, but fear held me back. I don’t have the first clue about being on my own. I’ve never had to fend for myself before. As the only child and daughter
of Gary and Sandy Willoughby I have been pampered all my life. Daddy expects me to toe the line until the grave, which means following his every dictation.
Something I’ve done with the exception of that one night. That one fateful night that was the beginning and the end. He’d been so gentle, so kind. Nothing at all like the bad boy who
spoke rough and gave me looks hot enough to destroy my panties in ten seconds flat. I must admit looking back I’d followed him around like a puppy all summer.
That first night watching him with his sister, the playful way they interacted with each other. Something sweet had unfurled inside me. I’d wanted that with him, wanted the attention.
Only when he’d turned his attention to me the intense heat in his gaze had been anything but brotherly. And when he smiled at me for the first time and his dimples were on full display,
I knew he was going to be the father of my babies. My ovaries had spoken.
“Who’s your friend Mindy?” His voice had been rough and smooth at the same time, which made no sense. All I know is that his sweet timber had sent shivers down my spine and since he’d
said it while still staring at me like he wanted to eat me in the good way I was all but vibrating. Mindy had been giggling as he tickled her, school work forgotten at the sight of her
big brother who’d come home for the summer.
“Oh sorry Jake this is Jacqueline we call her Jackie for short. Jackie this is my big brother Jake.” I’d blushed bright pink and stuttered like a ninny, wishing the floor would open up
and swallow me whole. It was the first time I’d realized the affect my parents’ strict upbringing had had on my existence. I had no social graces outside of eating with dignitaries at
state dinners. In short I hadn’t the first clue how to react in the social setting of boy meet girl. And this should not have been my first foray. He was way too much man for my little
heart to take. I wanted.
“Hello Jacqueline.” Was that my name? Was that the name my mother had given me? Why had it never sounded so sweet before? Why had I never had the urge to strip naked and present myself
on a platter at the mere sound of it? My soft reply was barely audible but it was all I could get pass the lump that was forming in my throat. I stood in that room near tears because
even then I knew. He would never be mine. Whatever my heart was feeling at this moment it would be torn before the night was done. I had no doubt that I would cry out that pain against
my pillow. Daddy would never let me have him. That’s even if he was interested which there wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell of that happening. I’m green but I’m not that dense.