Remember Cinderella (True Loves Fairytale Book 2)

by Tracey Champion

  I heard her, though. She was crying and it was my fault. Before I had a chance to gather myself and my thoughts Mason and Jethro walked into the office followed by my father. Great, now I’m really fucked.

  “Jordan what’s the problem.” My dad was the first to speak up.

  “It’s my house. It’s my responsibility to pay it off.” That was something I have known my whole life. My father was always responsible for making the money that paid the bills. If mom made anything it went into a jar for something fun.

  “Yes, but things are different now.” What the fuck? I’m not an idiot, but I’m confused.

  “Explain that.” Before my father could speak Jethro stepped in.

  “I think I get this. You have an old school way of thinking with money. Men are supposed to be the bread winners and the house is our jobs to provide for.”

  “Yes.” He was right.

  “But you make a certain amount of money. Now I don’t know what Cara gave to pay off your home, but she did it because she loves you.” Good job at making me feel like an ass dad.

  “He’s right Jordan. From what I know about Cara, money doesn’t matter to her.” Jethro put his two cents in. There was a laugh and I looked to Mason, her father.

  “What?” I asked.

  “Have you asked to see her bank account?” Why on earth would I do that? I trust her.

  “Hell no. I trust her and it’s her money.” He laughed again.

  “She spends some of what goes in, but really she’s so confused about it. She has no clue what to do with what she has. We talked a lot about her finances and she’s her mother’s child. The savings account in her name. Well, there’s a catch with it.”

  “Excuse me.” I think I’m now more confused.

  “The money Ry’an made and what we gave her was more than she was spending monthly. She invested the money. My wonderful mother and Elizabeth helped her. My wife the great secret keeper informed us when Cara turned twenty-one she could tap into that investment. She now can get a monthly amount from that or just let it build.”

  “Wait your telling me what?” My head was now spinning.

  “Cara has money building for her when she is older, plus what she gets monthly from the firm. Paying off your mortgage really doesn’t hurt her financially.” I had to sit down. I mean, my ego is now deflated.

  “Jordan are you listening?” Yep there goes my father in that I’m about to get my ass handed to me voice.

  “Yes sir, I’m listening.”

  “Good, now you just hurt that girl’s feelings. She did you a favor and I think you should be proud of her.” I looked around the room at all of them. I was in deep shit.

  “I’ll apologize.”

  “Good!” I was shocked all the hell when all three of them spoke at once.

  CARA

  I did a good thing and now I was freaking out. Jordan was mad at me for paying off “his house,” not “our house.” Then again, it’s technically not my house. I didn’t pick it out. Realistically I just live there with my boyfriend.

  “Cara?” I looked up at Elizabeth. I had walked in the kitchen because I didn’t want anyone to see my crying.

  “Hi,” I spoke barely above a whisper.

  “You want to talk about it?” I took a moment to collect my thoughts, but was interrupted when Amber walked into the room.

  “I can’t believe him. If dad doesn’t yell at him for being an ass I will.” She stomped her feet over to me and wrapped me in a hug. “My brother is a giant asshole.”

  “Amber?” What should I really say?

  “Sorry Cara. I just think he was so rude to you.”

  “Cara, would you prefer I go?” Elizabeth said between us.

  “No, it’s okay. I just…I thought I was doing something nice.” Just then Grandma Chloe, Bev and everyone else came into the kitchen.

  “You know you hurt his pride.” What? Ryan was talking.

  “That house means a lot to him and he busts his ass to make sure he will own it out right. You took the pride away from him to pay it off.” I never thought about that.

  “If that’s his problem then he needs to be woken up from that. Man if a woman paid off my place I would be thrilled.” Tyler butted in.

  “You idiot, you live in an apartment. If you put actual money into a place, then we will talk.” Ryan laughed.

  “Oh will you two grow up. Tyler when will you get a house. I know you have the money for it.” Amber spoke up.

  “When I find the right place or have the right woman in my life.” I turned to look at my sister who for a brief moment shook her head no.

  “Look this is between me and Jordan and we will solve this.” I wanted everyone to butt out.

  “She’s right your very nosy people. Gossip never gets you anywhere.” Awesome now Grandma Chloe chimes in.

  Some of the crowd in the kitchen left and went home. I waited for Jordan to come out of the office. When he did come out we didn’t talk. We hung around for a little while. I spent some time coloring with Mikeala before she needed to leave because it was passed her bedtime.

  I caught Jordan having a talk with Amber. I wasn’t sure what about. She at first seemed very angry with him then she smiled and hugged him. There goes solving my mistake. I had to think of a way to bring it up. I just wanted to use my money for something good and owning a house is a good thing. I think.

  “Cara?” Grandma Chloe sat next to me on the couch. “You know I love you right?” I smiled at her. I had seen her talking to both Ryan and Tyler about something tonight.

  “Yes I do.”

  “Good let me give you some advice.” I smiled. It won’t hurt to listen to her.

  “Okay, I’m listening.”

  “Nice to hear that. Give the man some time. He will talk to you. I think you did something fantastic and you should be proud of yourself. I know I am.” She stood to her feet and I followed. I hugged her and she kissed my cheek. She was heading to bed.

  “Thank you grandma, I love you.”

  “I love you too.” We only stuck around for another hour. Jordan was busy talking to my dad and uncle. When they were done it was time for us to leave. We still hadn’t talked about what I did and he didn’t have the paperwork in his hands when we left.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

  I was heartbroken when we got home. Jordan was quiet the entire drive home. His phone chimed a few times and he responded to whoever it was. The moment we entered the house he went upstairs. I went into the bedroom and put on my nightgown.

  He was still upstairs making a bunch of noise when I came out. I walked over to the Christmas tree I had put up. I think I did a beautiful job at decorating the tree. However, looking underneath the tree was disappointing. There was not one single wrapped present under it. I could have purchased some things to put under the tree, but then why would I do that. How silly would it be for me to buy myself a bunch of Christmas presents and wrap them?

  I took in a deep breath when I felt arms wrap around me. We stood there for a moment in silence. I didn’t know what to say to Jordan. He was the first to speak.

  “Thank you, Cara. I shouldn’t have taken what you did as a negative thing.”

  “But you did.”

  “I know and I’m so sorry.” I heard a funny sound upstairs. “You trust me right?”

  “Yes.” I wondered what I was hearing as Jordan let go of me.

  “Come with me then.” I walked with him upstairs. There was something or someone in one of the guest rooms. “Open the door and check it out.”

  For a moment, I was worried about what could be on the other side of the door. I turned to look at Jordan as my hand was on the doorknob. When I opened the door what attacked me wasn’t what I was expecting.

  “Puppies!” Attacking me or loving on me were two light brown puppies.

  “They’re Shiba Inu puppies, the breeder said they should stay small, but are very friendly.” I dropped to my knees to pet the puppies. I noticed t
hey both were girls.

  “Are they sisters?” They were cute and loving up on me. They both reminded me of cuddly teddy bears.

  “They’re sisters.” Jordan went and sat down at his desk. One of the puppies jumped at me causing me to fall over.

  JORDAN

  Cara was now on the floor giggling. I loved the sound she made. She seemed to be having fun playing with the puppies. I just hope they make her happy. I figure they would give her something to keep her mind busy.

  “When did you get them and how are they here now?” She spoke between laughing.

  “I was able to get them a few days ago and they were with Amber. I had her keep them for me and then I asked her to bring them here tonight.” She then went into giggling again.

  “I like them a lot. Do I get to name them and are they really mine?” She has to be kidding me. I got up from my chair and walked around to her. I took a seat on the floor next to her. One of the puppies jumped in my lap.

  “They’re both yours to name pretty girl. I hope you like your Christmas present. In a few days, we can go pick out some more things for the puppies. I only have the essentials.” Cara sat up and stared at me. Then she scooted closer to me.

  “I love you and my presents. I think I have names for them already.” She gave me a kiss. I was glad she’s happy.

  “What do you want to name them?” She might change them later.

  “This one reminds me of a teddy bear, she is Winnie, this one is cute and has this little black spot on her fur like a button, her name is Rory.” I laughed at her name choices, but how was I to argue with her.

  “If you like them then I like them. Nate and my dad will be in and out of the house over the next few weeks. Nate says that we can use the space under the stairs to keep the dogs, like an indoor dog house.” Cara instantly let out a squeal of excitement.

  “I love the idea. Are you still upset that I paid off the house?” She had climbed on my lap, and the dogs were being playful with us.

  “No, my male ego is deflated from it, but I can get over it. I think we should let the puppies outside and then it's bedtime.” Cara frowned for a moment like she was thinking something.

  “They probably aren’t house trained; they can’t sleep upstairs or in the bedroom with us.” The wheels had to be turning in her head. “The laundry room has been prepped for them,” I swear she makes the cutest upside down smile.

  “You had this all planned out didn’t you?” Why wouldn’t I be prepared?

  “Pretty girl, nothing I do is done without thinking about it. I love you and I just want you to be happy.” She giggled again the sound going straight to my dick.

  “I love you too, and I’m happy.”

  We spent the next few hours taking care of the puppies and playing with them. Cara started a list of things we would need for them. We argued over who was going to pay for the items. She let me win this one. I played a card I was holding.

  The dogs are her Christmas present and whatever else is needed or wanted. Which means, I still have to provide those missing pieces. I get to buy them; I mean I can use the money I had for next month’s mortgage payment.

  Hell, I don’t know what I’m going to do now that I don’t have to worry about that. It’s funny to think about, the woman who means more to me than I could ever anticipate keeps helping me achieve my long term goals. The major one was to have my home, free and clear. The next was to have a good woman in my life and in my bed. Yeah, I can say she’s that. Now I just have to finalize all of it.

  CARA

  Jordan had this weird expression on his face. I wasn’t sure if I should interrupt him or not. I’ve noticed this over the past month, but it happens more often now. However, I was curious about what he was thinking.

  “Jordan, you have this strange look on your face again. Is something wrong?” I didn’t want to ruin the happiness that we just achieved, but I needed to know.

  “Pretty girl, I was just thinking about you.” He moved and rolled over on top of me. I was surprised the puppies weren’t barking. Jordan distracted me by a kiss.

  “I want you. All of you.” I had to think about what that meant.

  “What exactly do you want?” He smiled and moved off me. He placed me in the middle of the bed.

  Jordan crawled back over to me and began to kiss on my neck. He spent time kissing and playing with my breasts. Then trailed kisses down my belly and back up. He then ran a finger up my slit. I wasn’t looking for a ton of foreplay and just wanted him to love me.

  “Jordan, I just want you.” His eyes locked on mine and I think he got what I was asking. Next thing I know his hand was between us and he slid inside me.

  He moved down to kiss me. I could feel each time he rocked his hips that he was going to take his time. That damn piercing slowing rubbing me just right. I broke the kiss to let out a moan.

  It wasn’t long before Jordan sat up and pulled me on his lap. I did love this position, but I didn’t want this. I propped myself on my knees and pushed Jordan onto his back.

  I rocked my hips, grinding on his dick that was deep inside me. I worshiped this feeling. I was now in control. Jordan seemed to love watching me. I moved my hair from out of my face and caught a smile from him.

  “Come down here and kiss me.” I hovered my lips over his. “I want you to kiss me and to slid up and down my cock pretty girl.”

  I obliged what he was asking for. I pressed my lips to his and raised up on his dick. As I slip myself down I proceeded to deepen the kiss. I continued to raise and lower myself as our tongues fought each other.

  I was lost in feeling him and trying to concentrate on what I was doing that I was taken by surprise when Jordan broke our kiss. I couldn’t help the smile that crossed my face as he let out one of the sexiest sounds a woman could hear. I continued to slide up and down his length as I felt myself become wetter. I was trying to chase my own orgasm but wasn’t having the success I wanted.

  I stopped and pressed my hands on Jordan’s chest. I tried to grind my lower half, I was close but not getting there. Jordan moved quickly shocking me. He rolled me onto my back and pulled out of me.

  “You trust me?”

  “Yes.” Jordan shifted on the bed and reached into the nightstand. I knew instantly what he was getting. He pulled out the pink plug. I stiffened not knowing if I wanted that.

  “You can tell me no if you don’t want this. I know you want to get off Cara.” I did and when he smiled I knew.

  “Okay, bring it out.” He came over to me and kissed me. I had watched him lube up the toy. Jordan ran it up and down my slit. The teasing was driving me crazy. He then broke our kiss and drew my breast into his mouth.

  There were too many sensations going on at once. Jordan ran to toy between my butt cheeks and I tried to relax. He wasn’t going to hurt me. I could feel the toy at my entrance and he just stopped. I wasn’t sure what he was about to do, but he continued to suck on my breast.

  I moaned at the feeling and when he bit down on my nipple the toy slowly slid inside me. I had to adjust to the intrusion, but not for long. I wasn’t sure what Jordan’s intentions were, but I felt him moving the toy. The pleasure that was brought on because of it was insane.

  “Jordan.” I didn’t know what I was asking for, but then he stopped.

  “I want you to face the mirror again.” I got up on my knees and faced the mirror from the middle of the bed. Jordan came up behind me and forced me up on my knees.

  “Lean forward just a little.” I did as he asked and then felt him at my entrance. He slid a little inside me and I sat up seating him deeper. Jordan fisted my hair and pulled it to the side. The sting felt good and then his lips were on my neck.

  I rocked my hips into him. Each time I moved in this new position so did the toy. I wasn’t sure this time if it really was going to be the death of me. My body warm up and I wanted to chase what I was feeling.

  “Don’t stop pretty girl, you have a tight grip on my cock and I
love it.” Jordan went back to kissing on my neck. He did it just with the right pressure not to cause it to tickle. I took my hand and brought it forward to rub my clit.

  I shifted back and forward slowly as I rubbed myself. I was so close, but now I just wanted to prolong what I was feeling. The way his piercing was rubbing me, or the way the toy would move, to his lips on my skin.

  “Look at yourself in the mirror Cara Mia, see what I see.” I brought my eye to the reflection of our joined bodies. “You look so fucking sexy. I love how you’re rubbing yourself as you take what you want from me, you like being a little dirty.” I couldn’t help myself.

  “So that makes me your dirty girl.” I could see in the mirror when he dropped his head. He pressed his lips hard into my shoulder to where I could feel his teeth. I had to bite down on my bottom lip.

  Jordan came up and nibbled on my ear before he whispered in the deep growl. “You shouldn’t say things like that, you’re going to make me cum and I’m not ready to.”

  I rocked my hips back and forth, locking my eyes on his. I wanted to take what I wanted and I chased my orgasm. When I reached that peak I stopped rubbing my clit and tried to rock more but couldn’t. Jordan pulled from me mid orgasm and I wanted to cry at his loss, but he moved me onto my back, sliding right into me.

  He took me hard and fast drawing my orgasm back. I was about to tear up because I could no longer ride out my orgasm. Jordan leaned his head into the curve of my neck and sunk deep into me. I then felt him release into me. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.

  Jordan sat up and brought one of my legs up. I almost forgot about the toy. He teased me for a moment by playing with it. Then he slowly slid it out of me.

  We ended getting cleaned up and going to bed. Tomorrow was Christmas and for the first time in years, I was very happy about it.

  Christmas morning