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CHAPTER 29: Mr. Moneybags Gage?
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2025-12-22 22:55:26
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Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 423: I Didn’t Answer That
I looked at her, then at the car behind James, then back at the building I had just walked out of, as if any of those things might give me a cleaner way out of this mess. “My… my things,” I let out immediately the idea came to mind and turn to parent. “My things are still there. I need to go back and get them.” Mom’s expression shifted immediately, the congratulations warmth thinning into something less patient. “Then we’ll follow you. Or James can take us. It doesn’t have to be complicated, Saraphina. We’ll help you pack whatever you need and then we can go to dinner.” “That’s not—” I stopped myself before the rest of it came out too defensive again. “Its not that simple. I can’t just disappear from the house like I was never staying there and I also need to get the things I need.” James cleared his throat once, quietly enough that it still cut through the pause. “That won’t be necessary,” he said. “I’ll bring Miss Saraphina’s things to her tomorrow.” I turned toward him befor
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 422: Since THEN?
“What are you doing here?” The question flew out WAY too loud and aggressively passive-aggressive that a couple of students walking past us actually hit a full pause, side-eyed the drama for a solid two seconds, before deciding it wasn’t their business. Mom’s smile faltered, just slightly, the way it always did when I didn’t immediately fold into whatever version of the moment she had pictured. Dad stayed where he was, a half-step behind her. “We wanted to surprise you,” she said, recovering fast, already reaching as if a hug would settle the rest. “You finished. We thought—” “You said you were going to wait.” I didn’t let her finish. “So what are you doing here?” Her hands dropped back to her sides. For a second she looked almost hurt, and I hated that it worked on me even while I was still angry. But seriously, what was I supposed to do now? They were standing on the same stretch of pavement I had been trying to keep separate from them for weeks, close enough now that one
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 421: Congratulations, Sweetheart!
If I’d tanked that exam, the rest of my day would’ve been completely ruined.Luckily, it went surprisingly well. Pretty much everything I’d crammed into my head over the past week actually showed up on the test. My hand was dead from writing non-stop, but I had all the answers down. When I finally set the pen down and handed the paper in, the relief hit so hard it almost made me dizzy.I stepped out of the building into the early afternoon light, bag lighter without the stack of notes I’d been carrying for days, and nearly walked straight into Sarah.She caught my elbow with a quick laugh, already talking before I’d fully steadied myself.“Oh my God — you’re done too?” Her whole face was bright with it, the specific kind of excitement that only came from surviving a last exam. “I thought I was going to throw up in the middle of the second section. Did yours go okay? Please tell me yours went okay so I don’t feel crazy for being this happy.”“It went well,” I said. “Better than I exp
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 420: Good Luck With That
Morning came whether I was ready for it or not.I threw on the first pair of jeans and oversized sweater I found, not bothering to check the mirror, and padded down the stairs. The house was already awake with the rich, nutty aroma of dark roast coffee.When I reached the main living area, I saw Riley standing at the dry bar with a drink in hand.I froze in the doorway, keying into the clink of ice cubes.“Are you actually drinking right now?” I asked, my voice filled with disbelief. “It’s barely eight in the morning.”She didn’t even look guilty as she took another sip, she set the glass down on the polished counter and furrowed an eyebrow at me.“Unlike someone,” she let out, letting her gaze sweep over my disheveled hair, “I can actually handle my alcohol.”I rolled my eyes and pushed past her, grabbing a mug from the rack. As the hot coffee poured, I leaned against the counter. “I wasn’t talking about hangover. I was talking about your liver.”From the other side of the dry bar, C
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 419: She Wasn’t Wrong
“Bet the only fucking reason you’re not complaining is ’cause your last exam’s tomorrow,” Riley said as the car rolled through. “You’re basically free.”I laughed under my breath. She wasn’t wrong. The relief of being one exam away from the break sat in my chest like something I could almost relax into — if I ignored the part that came after. Once the last paper was done, there would be no more convenient excuses. My parents would expect me home. Or worse, they would come here. Either way, the careful distance I’d been managing would collapse.“Yeah,” I said. “Lucky me.”The car stopped in front of the house and I stepped out, bag over my shoulder, and then I saw him.Noah was working the soil near the east wall, his sleeves pushed high, smudges of dark soil streaked across his knuckles as he knelt by the flower beds. I stopped without meaning to, one foot still near the car, and watched him for a second longer than I should have.Mr. James clicked his door shut and began walking
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 418: It Felt Safe
It wasn’t like I hadn’t seen it coming. Deep down, some pathetic part of me had known the truth all along. Even as I clamped my fingers around his wrist and pressed my face into his palm, I’d felt the wall going up. Sure, the beach had planted a different kind of hope in me but that was dead now. Noah had erased it with a gentle kiss to my forehead and three quiet words that settled behind my chest like a bruise. Knowing it was coming didn’t make it hurt any less. It hurt like hell, resisting every attempt I made to pack it down, hide it away, and move on. But I carried on anyway. I had to. I don't even remember how I got through the hours following the balcony, but the next morning arrived anyway and I got up, went to class, and came back home. I made small talk when someone addressed me and pretended everything was fine. Through all of it, though, I watched Noah build a wall between us that was impossible to ignore. He completely stopped appearing in the kitchen whenever I wa
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