Todos los capítulos de Big Daddy Wants Me: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 148

I splash my face with cold water for the second time, close my eyes, count to ten, then open them, expecting to find myself back in my apartment with Derek banging on my door, ready to kill me. Instead, I see my reflection staring back at me in a spotless mirror hanging in a bathroom big enough that you could park a Hummer in it.This can’t be real.The last couple of days have got to be a dream. It just doesn’t make sense that Malcolm Ford, the most eligible bachelor in the city, would spend half the day showering me with gifts like I’m some kind of supermodel or something.Not to mention our naughty behavior in the dressing room…Just to make sure I’m not losing my mind, I grab my phone and dial Maybelline. She picks up on the first ring.“Girl, where have you been? Did you not see my texts?”I glance at my alerts and realize I’ve missed at least ten from her.“Oh, sorry. I’ve been…busy.”“Busy? Are you kidding?” She sighs audibly on the other end. “I legit went by your apartment an

I stand in the back yard as the sun rises, taking in the luxury of the estate where I was raised. Most people would see this place for what it is: a spectacle of wealth and privilege. I recognize that. But at the same time, my entire life has been about living up to my parents’ expectations. Sifting through women who couldn’t care less about who I actually am.There were times I hated this place. When I just wanted to just give it all away and move somewhere where nobody knew me. Start fresh and leave my life behind.But now I see things differently. I see Ford Manor as an opportunity. A way to provide for Caroline, my princess who came into my life out of nowhere and turned it upside down.Her new studio is just the beginning. And the look on her face when she first saw it was sweeter than any Michelin-starred meal or expensive wine I’ve ever tasted. I’ll spend the rest of my life chasing that look. Doing everything I can to give her the perfect life.Because that’s what she deserves

Paint, paint, paint, paint! That’s what I’ve been telling myself all morning ever since Malcolm dropped that bomb on me yesterday.A gallery show for Julie Spencer? I still can’t believe it.Then again, I can’t believe anything that’s happened to me over the last few days.This incredible man blew into my life like a tornado, swept me off my feet, and changed everything forever. My heart sparks whenever I look at him. My body heats up whenever he’s near me. I want to scream into the ether about just how wonderful he is. I want to tell everyone! But Maybelline hasn’t been answering her phone all morning.I look at the mix of paints on my wooden palette beside me. That’s how I feel inside. All mixed up.I go back to my landscape, dabbing a bit of my nice, new, expensive paint on my amazing brush…Just as I’m about to go to work on the ridge of a mountain, a clap behind me nearly causes me to jump out of my pants. I whirl around, and who do I find standing in the doorway?“Hey, bitch.” M

Frantically, I stuff everything I came here with into the bag I brought home from the store when Malcolm took me shopping. I grab one of my unfinished paintings from the studio and head downstairs. No idea how I’ll get the rest of them, but if I have to leave them here, then so be it.I’m nearly hyperventilating as I take the stairs. My heart may be broken, but it’s beating like a drummer on speed.God, please don’t let me have a heart attack.I yank the door open and race outside. Without my phone, I can’t call a ride—not that I have the money to pay for one anyway—so I just start walking. I used to love how long and elegant this driveway was, but now I hate it.Just get me out of here!It’s kind of chilly, but I’m overheating. It feels like forever before I reach the front gate, and right before I can press the button to let myself out, it starts to swing open. I back up just as Malcolm’s Rolls pulls up in front of me.Something painful swirls in my chest. A mixture of emotions that