“Jessica?” Amber questioned with a harsh tone in her voice.
“She moved back to town and I invited her over. Be nice,” Jessica bit back. I wanted to know who this new woman was.
“Who is she?” I thought I whispered my question to Amber.
“My name is Niki,” she said as she sat down. “And you are?”
“Cara.” She seemed to size me up and then looked at Jessica.
“Well, where are all the guys or is this ladies night?” She was looking for someone.
“The guys are out back. They should be coming in soon.” Jessica said calmly. What was going on?
“What do you want Niki? You know he wants nothing to do with you.” Amber was being rude. Who was she referring to?
“I need to talk to him, Amber. That’s the reason I moved back.” There was no give from Niki. There was a tension you could cut in the air between them. Amber stood up and walked out of the room.
“I’m sorry Niki. She’s had a bad few days.” Jessica tried to make an excuse for Amber. I was lost on the conversation.
Hanna leaned over to whisper in my ear. “Niki was Jordan’s girlfriend about five years ago I think. They were together for like four years.”
My heart dropped. She was here to speak to my Jordan. Why? I felt sick.
“I have spent the last two days getting Isabella registered for Pre-K.” She has a daughter. “Cara would you like to see a picture of my daughter,” she said looking at me.
“Sure.” She showed me a photo on her phone of a beautiful little blond haired child with bright blue eyes. My heart was racing in my chest.
I heard loud footsteps coming down the stairs to see all the guys and Amber. Jordan stopped near the stairs staring at Niki. He wasn’t even looking at me. Now I really was going to be sick. I placed my hands in my lap and began to rub my fingers. My body was shaking.
“JT, honey,” her voice sounded heavy with lust.
“What do you want Niki? I thought when you moved away you swore never to return,” Jordan responded never taking his eyes off her as he crossed the room.
“I came back to talk to you in person. Can we talk privately?” Her voice was like nails on a chalkboard. She was sweet-talking to him. I swear my heart was about to jump out of my chest.
“Fine, you have five minutes.” Was he seriously going to talk to her away from me? I watched them walk over to the pool table to talk.
“Cara?” Hanna spoke to me, but I wasn’t really listening. I was watching. They seemed to be arguing about something and then he began to walk away. Would he continue to ignore me? I didn’t notice I was rubbing hard on the scars on my fingers.
“JT, she’s your daughter!” My heart evaporated. When he turned to her, I couldn’t hear him speaking. My world blurred. I stood up and tried to quietly walk out of the room. I made it to the stairs. Once I thought no one could see me I ran up the stairs and out the front door.
The little girl with the bright blue eyes was his daughter. I tripped on my shoes and landed on the ground near a dark red stain on the sidewalk. My blood. I could hear someone calling me, but I couldn’t hear them over my body falling apart.
“Cara Mia.” I turned to see Jordan on the ground next to me. He helped me up, but I tried to shove him away.
“You have a daughter.” I wanted to yell, but I couldn’t.
“The child’s not mine.” There was pain in his eyes.
“How do you know?” I pulled out of his arms.
“I just know. The child’s age doesn’t add up. She’s not mine.” But he can’t be sure.
“You have to do a paternity test Jordan. You know what will happen if she’s your daughter.”
“What Cara?” His voice was unsteady
“You will do the right thing. You will have a family Jordan. You won’t need me. Come on, I’m a job to you. This would have never really worked.” I told half-truths with a lie.
“LIAR! You’re not a job. Cara Mia, you’ve never been a job. I’ve had to break into my personal savings to cover expenses with my business because of your involvement with Travis. I’ve held your father and uncle off for as long as I can. They want to pay me, and I don’t fucking want the money. You’re not a job. I will never take money where you’re involved.”
I had tears falling down my face. I wanted to believe him. He has a family now. I will never be able to give him his first child. He will never fully be mine.
“Cara Mia, you have all of me. I love you. I never put Niki first. My life was surrounded by the military and the contracts I wanted for when I took over after my Father. Pretty girl, I have always put you first. I have let you know workings of what I do that you shouldn’t know. You will always come first.”
“I...” Oh shit. “I...(hiccup)...Love(hiccup)…” I stopped because the hiccups were coming to fast.
“I love you too, pretty girl.” He just held me until my tears dried up. I pulled away from him when my tears stopped.
“That’s my blood on the sidewalk.” The words came out in more of a statement than a question.
“Yes, Nate tried to remove the blood. The cement is stained. He could possibly bleach it out, but we don’t know if the stain would be removed. I told him to leave it, and we would figure something out.”
“Leave the stain. I want the reminder that I did something brave for once.” He smiled and then kissed me. The kiss was passionate with tons of meaning behind it.
Jordan held my left hand when we went back inside. Before we went downstairs, he brought my hand up to kiss my fingers. I tried to pull my hand back, but he saw what I was trying to hide. My scars were red and swollen.
“Cara Mia?” Jordan’s eyes were focused on mine. I was in trouble.
“I panicked and began rubbing them,” I sucked in a heavy breath not wanting to cry. He was going to be mad at me.
“Please come to me first if you begin to panic. You can’t do this to your fingers pretty girl.” He was calm with me, caring.
“I’m sorry. You were ignoring me,” I pressed my lips into a hard line, and began to bite my lower lip.
“Stop that. I made you a promise I won’t go anywhere. I’m here. If you need me, and I’m acting like an asshole, then tell me.” Yeah right.
“You want me to tell you when you’re an asshole?” I raised my eyebrow at him, right. The last few times I cursed at him he spanked me.
“Okay, maybe not in that way.” He kissed my fingers, and we headed down the stairs. However, he did playfully smack my butt causing me to jump.
Niki’s eyes were on us when we entered the room. She looked pissed. Jordan didn’t let go of me when he went to the refrigerator in the room. He grabbed at large, cold water bottle.
Jessica began keeping water downstairs just for me. Jordan dragged me to the couch and sat down next to Ryan. Amber was off laughing with Hanna. That was new. Jordan did what he does best and pulled me onto his lap. He opened that water bottle and offered some to me first.
“Are you two a couple?” Niki asked. Her expression was one of annoyance.
“Yes, why do you care Niki?” Jordan barked back.
“I don’t. I just wanted to tell your girl to remember that you, JT, always do the right thing.” She just killed the conversation we had outside.
“Niki, we will go to a place of my choosing for the paternity test on Monday. Until the results come in you will keep your mouth shut and not talk to Cara, understood?”
CHAPTER THIRTY
I was glad when we finally left. Niki stayed the entire time we were there. She made me uncomfortable. Her presence only reminded me that she had been intimate with Jordan. Plus, there’s a possibility she carried his child. This saddens me because that little girl has the opportunity to know her father, were I just now am getting to know mine.
We hadn’t even gotten close to the house before I broke the silence. “Jordan I want to sleep in the guest room tonight, or until I think this over.” Jordan didn’t respond to me.
I hated when he kept quiet.
I was shocked when we entered the house. Jordan grabbed me and pushed me against the wall right inside the house. He had me pinned in place with his body close to mine.
“No! You will not sleep in the guest room. If you’re mad at me then take it out on me, let me have what I deserve. I want what you’re feeling. But you and I will not be going to sleep until we solve this problem and you’re in bed next to me.” I wanted time alone. I can’t do this.
“Cara Mia Hanson, let it out.” He used that deep commanding voice that made my blood boil in two ways. Sexually and in a way that could piss me off.
I shoved him with everything I had. Then I jabbed at his chest. Really not doing much to him.
“I HATE her Jordan. I don’t like how I feel about her.” I kept poking him.
“You’re jealous?” He was calm. I don’t want calm.
“YES! If she’s your daughter, then you have a family, and that scares me. I will never be able to give you that gift ever.” I shoved him again.
“What gift?”
“Your first child. Niki’s right you will do the right thing. You will want your instant family. That’s who you are. I won’t be able to be a part of your life.” I was angry now. Jordan grabbed my arms and pushed me back against the wall.
“She cheated on me with her fucking boss. And you’re not going anywhere. You’re my life now. I don’t care about Niki. I love you and only YOU. If Isabella happens to be mine then you and I will deal with the changes. But, I’m telling you now, I don’t believe Niki,” he growled out
I was very angry and hurt that I instantly reacted.
I slapped Jordan. I wanted to scream, but I cowered. I should not have hit him. His eyes were angry with something else. I shoved him again and he let me.
“Say it, Cara Mia,” he commanded me.
“You’re MINE Jordan. ONLY MINE!! I hate her, I hate this. You belong to me,” I said shoving him again. I was pissed off and incredibly turned on. I gripped Jordan’s button up shirt and pulled. The buttons scattered across the floor. I focused my attention up at Jordan.
“Damn right, pretty girl, I am yours.”
His eyes were like a predator’s ready to go after its prey. The prey being me. For a second, I was afraid of how far I took this, but Jordan’s lips were on mine, crushing and demanding. He picked me up and practically slammed my back into the wall.
His hands were up my dress burning my body were they touched. Jordan’s hands where on my thong and he tugged ripping the lacy material. I heard the sound of his belt coming undone and then his pants falling to the floor.
I held onto him as if my life depended on it. Jordan said nothing as he lined his dick up with me and slammed inside me. I dug my nails into his back as he began to thrust hard and fast. He was hammering me against the wall. I realized he was fucking me with the same force I gave him with my anger.
“Jordan,” I gasped. My orgasm was coming on fast and hard. I couldn't help my instant reaction. His movements and that damn piercing hitting the right spot had me chasing what I wanted. I didn’t intend to dig my nails harder, but he didn’t slow down. I would have to check if I drew blood. He kept pounding me as my orgasm burst throughout my body causing me to scream loudly.
“You better be ready. I’m not done with you yet,” Jordan said as he slid out of me and placed me on my feet. He pulled his pants up, but didn’t fasten them. I just stood there in shock. Jordan picked me up and carried me to the bedroom.
He placed me on my feet and ripped my dress over my head. Then he stripped. I went to back away, but he grabbed me.
“I’m not done,” he reminded me as I was tossed onto the bed.
Jordan spread my legs and before I could protest his head was between them. He was assaulting my pussy. Yes, I said the dirty word. Pussy fits what he is doing to me. He was pressing his warm, wet tongue hard against my clit. I arched my back when he slid two fingers inside me.
“Jordan…please.” I was still overly sensitive from my last orgasm. I licked my lips and propped myself up to see him. His eyes were on me.
“Lay down pretty girl. I need you to get off for me again.” Fuck. No way. Is he planning on killing me with sex? Jordan continued to assault my pussy and clit. When he bit my clit, I had tears forming.
There was no way I could handle an orgasm again. When he arched his fingers inside me, I felt a new sensation in my body. I tried to fight the strange tingle between my legs. I grabbed the bed sheets and screamed as I let go. I felt a very warm wet liquid between my legs. I panicked. Please tell me I did not just pee.
“Fuck me. I learned something new Cara. You’re a squirter.” What does that mean? Jordan got up and walked into the bathroom. “Lift your ass up.” I did and he placed a towel underneath me.
Jordan placed his body on top of mine and slid inside me. “Fuck! Your so wet Cara, warm and tight. I love the feeling of you wrapped around my cock.” I had to close my eyes. My body couldn’t handle anymore. I couldn’t handle anymore.
“Pretty girl, look at me.” He asked as he began to slowly move in and out of me. I expected him to be rough like earlier. “Please look at me.” I opened my eyes, and he kissed my nose.
Jordan took me slowly, loving me. When he sat up and pulled me to his lap. I lost everything. I don’t know why I began crying while I rocked my hips.
“I love you. Only you. I belong to you.” Jordan spoke sweetly. I felt that delicious warm feeling tickling up my back. Jordan kissed up and down my neck.
“Oh…Jordan...I’m.” I kept rocking my hips. I was going to orgasm again. I was close and my skin was burning.
Jordan released my neck and held my hips forcing me to chase what I wanted. “Cum with me Cara Mia.” All I could see in his eyes was love and I burst. Jordan followed right behind me. I held onto him tightly, riding out my orgasm.
We were still linked together when he spoke to me. “Are we good here?” I could only smile. I had to turn my face away from him. I don’t know why, but I felt the blush cover my skin.
“Don’t hide from me Cara Mia. I like seeing you still blush around me.” I brought my face back to him. “I love you. Don’t run from me, don’t hide. I want you, and if we have to fight things out to solve them, then we do what needs to be done.”
“I love you Jordan. You want to wash me up?” He smiled with a twinkle in his eyes.
“Yes, you get the shower started, and I will change the bed sheets real quick.”
Monday came soon and I was not ready. Jordan agreed to talk to my Father and Uncle about expenses. He had to make a choice, take the help offered from them, or money from me. That went over like a lead balloon. He agreed to talk to them about money. He had Maria work on the expenses and to keep them only tied to what the business needed not what was used on me.
I told him then he needed to let me help more with the things around the house. We worked out an agreement. I would take care of certain things like groceries and other items needed while he paid the bills. I guess I could live with that.
“Hi Mason, Jethro. I have an itemized report that Maria generated.” I listened to Jordan talk. He took me into the office today because this afternoon we had to go to the clinic for the paternity test.
Jordan knew the woman in charge. This would be helpful to get the test run as soon as possible. He didn’t want to wait long for the results. He also didn’t want to leave me out of this. I think he was worried about me.
I watched my dad and uncle look over the reports in their hands. I had to bribe Maria to write them out. We all went out to dinner last night. She just really wanted some time to get to know me more. I told her that we should go shopping. I needed to get this book that came out. We spent an hour or so out while the guys followed. I had fun.
“Is this the right amount?” I heard my father say.
“Yes Sir, that’s the amount of the expenses the company has had during this time. The number only relates to the issue involvi
ng Travis.”
“And what about any finances involving the protection of Cara, my daughter.” This wasn’t going to end well. I don’t know why my father asked that.
“Those are mine to bear. I won’t ask you for what I don’t need. She’s not my job. I love your daughter and because of that, my duty is to always protect her.” Well, that was the most romantic sentence.
“You’re a good man Jordan. Here’s the deal.” I watch my father pull out a very fancy pen. He crossed out the number at the bottom of the page and wrote a new one. “Take a look. I will pay you that now and once more when this job is done. I want her safe. I’m glad you’re trying to ensure she’s not treated as a job, but I have more money than I know what to do with. Take my offer and make sure you don’t go broke doing your job.”
Jordan looked at the new amount. I heard him let out a sigh. “I give up. If that’s what you want, then I will take the new amount.”
“Good.” My uncle looked over at the new amount as well. “I can offer that same number.” Well that’s good. I think.
After a little more talking we walked my dad and uncle to the front to pay Maria. I never asked what they paid. I had nothing to do with Jordan’s company. Plus, I think my asking would upset him.
I was uncomfortable at lunch. My stomach was twisted in knots. I ordered a small meal because I knew I would have trouble eating. Stress and having my nerves on high were not my friend.
Time ticked slowly on the way to the clinic. I couldn’t get that image of a little blond haired girl with bright blue eyes out of my head. She looks similar to Jordan. My gut was telling me to savor my time before he’s gone.
“I can stay in the car,” I told Jordan when we arrived.
“No you can’t. I want you with me.” He was pleading with me. I forced myself from my car.
My heart jumped when we entered the clinic. Niki was there waiting with her daughter, Isabella. This wasn’t what Jordan told me.
“Why are you here?” Jordan asked her.
“I wanted you to meet your…” Jordan cut her off.
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