Just For You

by Mia Ford

  Just For You

  Mia Ford

  Copyright © 2018 by Mia Ford

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  Contents

  Blurb

  1. Kade

  2. Lucie

  3. Kade

  4. Lucie

  5. Kade

  6. Lucie

  7. Kade

  8. Lucie

  9. Kade

  10. Lucie

  11. Kade

  12. Lucie

  13. Kade

  14. Lucie

  15. Kade

  16. Lucie

  17. Kade

  18. Lucie

  19. Kade

  20. Lucie

  21. Kade

  22. Lucie

  23. Kade

  24. Lucie

  25. Kade

  26. Lucie

  27. Kade

  28. Lucie

  29. Kade

  30. Lucie

  31. Kade

  32. Lucie

  33. Kade

  34. Lucie

  Epilogue

  About the Author

  Also by Mia Ford

  Blurb

  They sent me away. No time to say goodbye

  I didn’t know if I loved her. I didn’t know she was carrying my child.

  But when I saw her again I knew she still possessed me.

  I was the college playboy. The rich shit with Daddy’s money.

  Lucie was my childhood friend.

  One night was all it took – rekindled our friendship…

  Ignited our lust.

  Then I f*cked up. And was gone.

  Now I’m back, and I’m a better man.

  The question is will Lucie still believe it?

  Can we have a second chance?

  I can see the old spark in her eyes. She shares my longing…

  I hurt her all those years ago.

  Now I need to step up and prove my heart.

  Own my past…

  And show her my love for this child.

  The child that looks like me.

  1

  Kade

  “Hey, girls! Who wants a drink?” I yell to the braying crowd around me, consisting mostly of girls.

  As all of them yell and cheer back gleefully, I demand the best champagne the bar has to offer. Unfortunately, this is the only student bar on college campus, so it isn’t like I can get a good selection, but it’ll have to do. The girls are all pleased anyway, it’s more than they can afford, even if it’s peanuts for me.

  God, I love having a billionaire father, it’s opened up so many doors for me. I thank my grandfather up in heaven every single day for the hard work he put into his department store, turning it from a small time company that had been in the family for generations, into an international sensation. Thanks to him, I get to kick back and really enjoy my life, safe in the knowledge that I’ll inherit something already successful. All my dad needs to do now is keep things running smoothly, I can sure as hell do that! I don’t even need to be at college really, I’m not learning anything useful from my bullshit business studies class, I’m only here because my father wants me to have some qualifications. The girls are a bonus too, I have to admit that.

  Once I have the bottle and a selection of glasses, I move the group over to a table where we can all sit around and drink the rest of the day away. Maybe it’s only midday, but why not start the party now?

  “Oh, Kade Roberts, you’re so damn flash,” the stunning brunette, Tiana, giggles next to me. “I have so much course work to do but somehow you’ve lured me here to party with you. If I get kicked out…”

  I wrap my arm around her and slide her along the chair until her body has crashed into mine. “I won’t let them kick you out, I couldn’t allow that to happen, it would be a travesty! I’ll pay the right people off.”

  “I heard you live in a mansion!” Amber, one of the brasher girls who’s yet to get into my pants yells. Maybe, if she can stop herself from getting too drunk, tonight will be her lucky night. I adore Tiana, she’s a lot of fun and great in bed, but we’ve already hooked up a few times and I’m not interested in making it anything like a relationship. Keeping things casual is my game, and I’ve learned that’s easier to do when I keep things simple. I’m upfront, and never have sex more than five times. “You should have a party there some time! I’m sure we would all love to see the mysterious Robert’s mansion, wouldn’t we, girls?”

  Everyone murmurs in agreement, aside from me. There’s no way in hell I’m inviting these reprobates back to my home town. They’re fun for here, but my family has respect there. We hold glamorous, elegant dinner parties, not loud boozy events that will keep the neighborhood up. We might be relatively new to money, but we don’t behave so. I think my dad wants everyone to believe that we’re old in money, just for the sake of respect.

  “Hmm, maybe some time, but it isn’t anywhere near here, is it? It’d take too long to get there.”

  “Totally worth it though. I bet you have some legendary parties. You’re the ultimate party boy.”

  I can’t keep on down this road or they’ll end up convincing me that it is a good idea. I even have a helicopter stored on campus, so all I need to do is call up the pilot and I could be home soon. I could even take Tiana with me for some sexy alone time before anyone else turned up. Or Amber, depending on my mood. Even if I get my bollocks removed afterwards by my dad, it would still be fun… but no, I just can’t.

  “Instead of worrying about going anywhere else, why don’t I get some more drinks in first? The champagne is nearly done. Why don’t I send the bar tender out to get some real stuff? Don Perignon.”

  Thankfully, they all get swept up in this new plan instead. I know the poor bar staff won’t be able to get the top stuff in, but for a few I can send them out and get them to get something more suited to my expensive tastes. I give the guy a wink, a smile, and a tip, and I send him out on his way.

  “Hey there.” All of a sudden, I feel a stray hand making its way up my thigh. I turn to see Amber giving me the filthiest look that I’ve ever seen from her before. “Want to come outside with me for a cigarette?”

  “But I don’t smoke…” I start, before I realize what she’s getting at. She’s more interested in me than the expensive booze. I could take her back to my room now for an afternoon fool around and be back on the prowl tonight. It wouldn’t be the first time, my record so far is four, but then two of them were at the same time. Best day of my life so far! “Oh, I see.” I give her a wink back. “Yes, I think maybe we should.”

  Amber grabs onto my hand and she leads me towards the door. I glance backwards only for long enough to see Tiana’s crestfallen face. She looks gutted to see me with someone else which is dumb. She knows as well as everyone else does that I’m only a good time guy. I won’t be settling down for a very long time. I have too many women to explore, too many wild oats to sow, too much experience to be had…

  “Here you are, Kade.” We’re only stopped when the bar tender returns much too quickly with my drink, leaving me with a choice; party or sex. “The very best for you, and I have your change here…”

  “You keep the change,” I shoot back quickly. “Thank you very much, that’s wonderful.”

  Amber has her hands placed firmly on her hips and a fierce flashing in her eyes. The fact that she’s daring me to defy her right now only makes me want to do it. Maybe this is why I haven’t been anywhere near her before, before she’s got crazy girl tendencies. I
do not want another one of them.

  Last year, during my first year of college, I made the mistake of sleeping with what I now refer to as a ‘nice girl’. She wasn’t slutty, I might have even been her first. I was sweet with her in the beginning because I’d set my sights upon her, and like a predator I really needed to catch my prey, and it didn’t take me long to win her around. Unfortunately, what I missed was the warning signs of her falling in love with me. Looking back with hindsight, it’s obvious, but I didn’t get it at the time. I thought I was just winning.

  We had sex twice. Two times, that’s it, but what followed was a long time of hell. She followed me everywhere, sending me love notes that got crazier by the minute, she followed me online, through the campus, cock blocking me at every opportunity until it all culminated in one crazy night where she threatened to kill herself. That was so scary, I had to call the cops. Then… she vanished. She left college, went back home or maybe somewhere else and I haven’t ever heard from her since. But I sure as hell learned my lesson!

  Never again, I won’t allow that to happen to me. That’s why I have my crazy sounding rules.

  “Amber, I just paid for this and I want to drink it before we go anywhere. That’s cool, right?”

  She peers over my shoulder, presumably at her competition. I can see that she wants to tell me that it’s now or never, but she must be able to sense what my answer will be to that, so in the end she nods.

  “Fine, but when this bottle is gone, we’ll go outside then?” she pouts, looking like a child.

  “You’re more than welcome to go for a cigarette alone,” I reply innocently. “We’ll all still be here.”

  She doesn’t, just as I knew she wouldn’t. She follows me behind to the table and takes a seat next to me. She and Tiana both try and squeeze next to me so tightly that it’s almost unbearable. There’s a part of me that wants to snap at the pair of them to back the hell off, but before I actually reach that intense moment of boiling point, something very unexpected catches my eye. Or someone, if I’m going to be more precise about it.

  I don’t know why the sight should surprise me, I know that she’s here, but still… every time I see her it leaves me a little bit on the edge. I’m not quite as comfortable with the person I’ve become as I was before.

  Lucie Smith, the girl next door, the one I grew up next to. She’s the real ‘nice’ girl.

  I knew her well, once upon a time, in fact I would call her my closest friend back then. We grew up next door to one another, albeit a kilometer or so apart due to the sheer size of my house and the land around it. Her house wasn’t even quite the same size as mine, her family didn’t have nearly as much money, but I don’t think Lucie ever saw me as that. She didn’t think of me as the arrogant rich kid who doesn’t deserve friendship.

  Way back then, I adored her, I thought that we would always be friends. I didn’t think there was anything that could tear us apart. She was the girl I trekked through the mud with, who I rode my bike with while we hunted for treasure, who was there when I fell down and scraped my knee. We had a bond so tight I didn’t think anyone would be able to destroy us. Little did I know then it would be me who fucked things up.

  I sigh loudly, remembering the day when I told Luci to get lost because I wanted to get Marcey May’s bra off. We were fifteen years old, on the cusp of becoming more adult, and my hormones got the better of me. She was so prissy then, almost annoyingly so, and I started to view our friendship as an irritation.

  I was a dick, and the hurt look on her face was utterly more agonizing than the way Tiana looked at me today. That cut deep, especially when she didn’t want to hang around any longer. I guess I didn’t try to get her back as hard as I should because I had guy friends then who understood my need for naked girls better. I thought I was okay. I didn’t even think much of us going to the same college, completely coincidentally so, but every time I see her around campus, it’s like a knife plunging into my heart.

  She’s the one girl that I’ve pushed away who I actually miss, and there isn’t a chance in hell of me getting her back. Lucie won’t even meet my eye now, I think I must disgust her. It’s a real shame, I’d like it if she looked at me like I was her friend again, rather than the enemy. I much prefer that expression on her face.

  But as I see her hunched over her books, surrounded by her nerdy mates who want to study as much as she does for a life that won’t be anywhere near as incredible or wealthy as my own, and I’m here living the dream, I guess I know who’s won. It isn’t a competition or anything, but I’d much prefer my life to hers.

  2

  Lucie

  I huff loudly, struggling to concentrate, thanks to the racket coming from the other side of the bar. It’s usually a safe haven here during the day, a place where me and my study group can help one another through the most challenging assignments that our English teacher sets us. Today, it’s all about finding a modern day comparison to Henry the Fifth by Shakespeare, which is way it’s harder than it sounds. Made worst by the fact that the partying crowd have decided to start early today. Most of them are drunk by midday that I would never ever allow myself to get. Yes, maybe I’m a control freak that doesn’t like anyone else to have power over me, including booze, but personally I don’t see anything wrong with that. It certainly hasn’t harmed me.

  “Urgh, that Kade Roberts is such an asshole!” my roommate, Cindy, cries out in despair. “Honestly, why is he even here? I think it’s obvious that he doesn’t want to be. Why can’t he leave college for those of us who care? I actually give a shit about my grades and I need to do well. I don’t need to listen to that!”

  I make an agreeable noise, I get what Cindy is saying, the Kade sitting before us is horrible. He isn’t ever the sort of person that I would let myself be friends with, I’d barely even consider him a person… but that wasn’t always the case. Once upon a time, I thought he was the best person the grace the planet.

  According to what I’ve been told by my parents, the Roberts family brought the land near our home when Mom was pregnant with me. They started lengthy renovations that caused her no end of stress. At one point, she almost tried to create a legal argument against the works, but only stopped herself because of how obvious it was that they had money. Much more money than we could even dream of. Judging by the size and grandeur of the house, plus the speed at which it was built, they were loaded. The legal team they could afford would have smashed any hope we had at all. She assumed that she was going to hate them the moment they moved in… but as she saw them arriving, with a new born baby in their arms, she melted. She didn’t have any pregnant friends and wanted someone to share the experience with. By the time I came along, they were the best of friends, practically living in one another’s homes as they raised their children together.

  Naturally, this led to me and Kade having a deeper bond that we wouldn’t have formed otherwise. We spent most of our childhood just the two of us and we were both happy for it to be that way. When we got a little older and some of the other kids treated Kade like shit because of his wealth, that only confirmed that me and him should remain tightly in the little bubble of friendship that we had created for ourselves.

  And I always thought it would be that way, I didn’t think anything could shake us. I certainly didn’t think that we would end up at the same college, sitting in the same bar, not talking to one another.

  Damn hormones, I had to blame them. Hormones and high school, the things that ripped us to shreds.

  I guess there was a small part of me that always thought me and Kade would end up together, even if I didn’t realize it. We would play Mom’s and Dad’s together and have fake weddings, all at my request, but that was a prerequisite for what was to come. I assumed that we were tied together so tightly that romance was inevitable, and as I grew into my teenage years, that became extremely apparent in my diary entries.

  Twelve year old me started to really notice Kade in a brand new way, and thirte
en year old me was even worse. I would daydream about him, imagine the moment where he would finally declare his undying love to me. I knew that we were years off, but I wanted to prepare myself to the moment my life all changed around.

  Those feelings only increased and intensified the older I got, and it seemed the more I liked him, the more he pulled away from me. In high school he joined the football team and became one of the most popular guys around, leaving me in his dust. I was still the same, whereas he had changed dramatically. With the popularity came female attention… and that scared me. I guess because of that I clung too tightly and I ultimately ended up pushing him away. I shoved him in the wrong direction and ended up losing him to Marcey or May. Well, she was the first one, there were hundreds of others after her, but seeing him with her killed me.

  My heart shattered in my chest, I realized how foolish I’d been clinging onto someone who wasn’t ever going to want me. Why the hell would he want boring old me when he could have the sluttier girls who would do anything for him? I pulled away to protect myself, I needed to heal my aching heart, and the worst part was he didn’t even seem to care. He carried on in exactly the same way he always had done, as if I meant nothing.

  I thought going away to college would be the final break that I needed, but I guess I’m never going to get so lucky. I still have to face him, to see him all the time, to be reminded of what I can’t have.