Daddies Do It Better: Forbidden Desires Duet のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Kylie I haven’t heard from Jesse all day, so when he arrives to pick me up from work, I’m pleasantly surprised. I kiss him hello, but he just helps me into the car, and all the way home he white knuckles the wheel, not even looking at me.When we reach his house, and he helps me out before heading through to the kitchen and dropping into a chair at the table with his head in his hands, I know something is wrong. Something bad. An icky feeling starts in my stomach as I stand in the darkened doorway watching him.“Jesse?” I whisper, and he flinches but doesn’t look at me.Oh God, is he breaking up with me? Or worse?My legs shake, but I force myself to cover the distance. Unable to stand, I drop to my knees at his feet.My heart is pained, and my lungs are tight, making it difficult to breathe as I suck in desperate little breaths. My lips tremble, and tears blur my vision. I know what’s coming, he’s going to leave me.Normally I would end it first and be gone…but I don’t want to lose

Kylie We’re no longer hiding.No longer restraining ourselves from touching, kissing, or teasing. Our relationship is public, and it feels good. It has only been one night, and we haven’t really been anywhere, but knowing I can touch him whenever I want to, that everyone will know he’s mine, is freeing.We decide to have breakfast outside. It’s a lovely day, and we sit at the little table. Me in his shirt and shades, him in his shorts and nothing else. We hold hands, our legs are entwined, and we both wear smiles on our faces.A few of the neighbours stare, and one even makes a rude comment. We ignore them. Let them think what they want. I don’t care. In fact, when that same neighbour insists on glaring at us while he’s cutting the hedge near us, I lean into Jesse.With his eyes locked on the man, Jesse’s face is to the side, so I grab it, turn him, and kiss him. He groans and grips my face to deepen it, but I slowly pull away, licking my lips as I stare at the man.His mouth drops

Kylie The next day or so is non-stop. I call into work so I can be by Jesse’s side the entire time. I might not have gotten on with Xavier at the end, but part of me does hurt at his death. The other half of me is broken as I watch the man I love deal with all the pressure and pain.He handles it with grace, never snapping, not stopping, even though I would be a wreck. He keeps moving. I think it’s the only thing preserving his sanity, but he begs me not to leave his side.His hand remains locked in mine, and he cries against my chest at night, the only time he shows the pain of losing his son—apart from when he had to tell Xavier’s mum. Then he cried and sobbed after. He only lets it consume him when he takes a moment to breathe.He’s starting to plan the funeral, and I help when I can, but I feel like I get in the way. He’s getting angrier as the hours pass. Not at me, but at the world…and himself.He blames himself.He thinks he could have stopped it if he had just forced him to

KylieToday is the day we say goodbye to Xavier. No matter what he did, I will still be there today for Jesse, even if he doesn’t want me there. Xavier’s slate doesn’t get wiped clean because he’s dead, but his father is the love of my life. And whether he knows it or not, he needs me, even if it’s just to understand or meet his eyes for one moment.Even if I’ve cried all week since we broke up. Since he took my heart and broke it so effortlessly. I thought he was just in pain, but he hasn’t reached out since, and with each passing day, I feel the finality of the end of our relationship.I thought he was my future, my forever, when I never really expected to find one. He loves—loved me for me. Supported me. He was kind and caring, so fucking exciting, but maybe our relationship started for a bad reason, so ending it for a bad reason makes sense.Staring at myself in the mirror, I tug down the calf-length, tight black dress. It clings to my curves with long sleeves and a slight V-neck

Kylie I can’t, I just have to find a way to survive.I gulp, stilling my swinging hips as Allegra watches me in concern before leaning in. “Babe, what are you doing here? Everything okay? You look like you’ve been crying.”I don’t know if it’s the simple question, or if it’s the fact I can see the concern on her face… She genuinely wants to know if I’m okay, but my lip starts to quiver again.Her eyes flicker down to it, and she sighs before grabbing my hand. She leads me from the dance floor and down a hallway to the bathroom, and then she slams the door and locks it behind us to the disgruntled glares of the women there before cupping my cheeks.“What’s going on, babe? You’ve been off work, and now I see you here looking like this?” she questions.“He broke up with me,” I whisper pathetically.“Xavier died… I, erm…” I shake my head with a bitter laugh, leaning back against the sticky porcelain sink. “He died and Jesse broke up with me, and I just don’t know how to deal with it. I’