Chapter 26

TWENTY-SIX

MASE

After leaving the bathroom, I went into a complete panic. The girl I had a one-night stand with, the one I paid for, the one I’m guardian over, is pregnant and telling me the baby is mine.

The first thing I do is call Reed. He is, after all, my attorney, not that he’s any good. He called the doctor he has on retainer on my behalf, and within the hour, he was here taking Summer’s blood.

“Can we talk?” Summer’s sweet voice floats in the evening breeze. Tomorrow, I get to find out if I’m going to be a father or not.

Whether my dreams will become reality or I’ve only stepped into another nightmare.

Exhaling, I sit forward on the outdoor couch. “I really don’t want to talk right now, Sum.”

“Then let me look after you,” she whispers, and I lift my head. She’s wearing the same dress she wore the night she sold herself, and my cock throbs.

Is the dress strategic too? Does she think she can exploit me by using me for sex? Is she manipulating me like Tara did?

I shake my head. As much as I want her, I won’t allow her the control over me like I did my wife.

She blows out a deep breath. “I don’t want sex, Mase.

I just want to give you comfort.” She gestures toward my groin, and my cock responds.

“I know you’re dealing with a lot right now.

” Slowly, I lift my eyes up toward her and blink.

She’s not once mentioned what she’s going through or how she feels.

Not once has she complained about being sick or pregnant.

My sweet girl has accepted everything I’ve thrown at her, and here she is, offering me comfort.

Stretching my arms out along the back of the couch, I move to the side to make room for her, and she lowers herself beside me.

Then I stare out into the gardens and allow her to pop open my jean button, slip down my zipper, and take out my semihard cock.

I hiss through my teeth when her soft lips wrap around my cock and her tongue flicks over my slit, causing me to jolt.

Then as she sucks, I settle back against the cushions and take comfort from the girl I will not allow to break my heart.

I tenderly stroke my fingers through her hair. “I’m trusting you with my heart, Summer. Please don’t fucking destroy it.”

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