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out of my bed the sun was already coming up and we were both tired as fuck. I ate her pussy one last time in the shower before sending her on her way back to her friends who were none the wiser I hope. I still didn’t know what my daughter had been after.

Chapter 5
     
    GABE
     
    Now as I lay here on the edge of my bed going over all that had happened between us in the last few weeks, I knew something was gonna have to break soon. She was getting restless I could tell. She needed me as much as I needed her, and this having to separate at night was fast losing its appeal.
    I was doing this shit for my daughter yes, but was it really fair to Brianna? My heart actually hurt for that girl, something I’d never experienced before. I think after the teenage fatherhood thing I’d put my emotions on lock, it was as if I already had a family, me and my kid, and I wasn’t looking for any more permanence in my life.
    I’d made Crystal my whole life, even when she was only spending weekends with me, and now there was something else that I wanted; something that I knew was going to cause a riff between us.
    Brianna felt like I was choosing sides, choosing my daughter over her. Either she was too young to understand, or that jealousy streak I’d sensed in her to rival mine was rearing its head. She refused to listen, and the more we fucked, the more obsessive she became. I couldn’t blame her I wasn’t much better.
    We’d become each other’s drug of choice, every free moment was spent together and we’d already started taking chances to be together. I felt like an ass with the sneaking around shit, but my daughter’s abandonment issues were never too far from my mind.
    The problem was, my woman had issues of her own and she was looking for me to have the answers. No matter what, she was staying with me though, that much I was sure of.
    In the short time since we’d met, I ‘d gone through a drastic change. Where before I shied away from anything even resembling commitment, I was now obsessed with way of tying her to me permanently. The shit scared me because I knew that I was willing to lose a lot to keep her. That shit made me feel like the worse fucking human being on earth, but it’s what is.
    One day my daughter will grow up and start a life of her own away from me, what then? Would I look back on this as a lost opportunity? Fuck that, it will never happen, there’s no way I would ever let Brianna go, she’s in my blood.
    We’d already talked about our future together. She is gonna stay local and go to college here, because there was no way I was letting her out of my sight for four fucking years. I couldn’t go a whole day without seeing her, and my possessiveness was out of control.
    I didn’t even want her smiling at another man. I’d become this whole other person since meeting her. A man who had thoughts of keeping his woman all to himself and not sharing her with anyone, not even her friends. I don’t know what the fuck that was.
    I knew I wasn’t worried about the age thing, it worked for us, but just the thought of some other dick sniffing around her was enough to make my ass postal.
    We had our first fight over that shit about a week ago. The way shit was going you’d think we’d been together for years instead of a few weeks, but that’s how intense we were.
    It was on one of the rare times we’d been out together in public, though we weren’t alone. Crystal and some of her other friends were there. We were celebrating a victory for the school’s football team and all the jocks were there at the local pizza place.
    It wasn’t my scene but my daughter had dragged me along after the game. While we were there amidst the noise and bravado and posturing, I was sitting back relaxed and enjoying the fact that I had someone in my life that I was falling in love with, falling my ass.
    That’s just a little lie that I tell myself when I want to convince the old me that I still had some semblance of