Filed to story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
“Sure,” he replied.
However, for some reason, Jessie’s hair was tangled with his belt. A pang of pain shot through her head the moment she stood up, and she gasped. Immediately, she fell back to him once more. “My hair got tangled.”
After saying that, she tried to untangle her hair from his belt.
Unbeknownst to her, Julian tensed up. Hoarsely, he asked, “Done?” Not yet. Little did Jessie know that she was dangerously close to making him snap. The alcohol was already fuzzing his mind in the first place, and what she was doing now made things worse.
She kept touching his belt and untangling her hair. When she was done, Julian looked redder than a cooked lobster, and his throat was parched. She got him a glass of water, and he gulped it down in one go. He then asked for another glass, and she poured another for him. Only then did he feel the fire within him die down a little.
She put the cup down. “I should take you upstairs. You need to rest.” He narrowed his eyes. “Sure.”
She took him upstairs. The alcohol was wearing off a bit, and his steps had more strength to them now. They entered his room, and Jessie noticed the curtains were open. Without much thought, she went over to draw the curtains, and the room went dim. Yet, Julian could still see the silhouette of her figure even with such poor lighting.
Right then, he couldn’t take it anymore. All he wanted was to rail her. He pulled her into his embrace, and when she turned around, he pressed his lips against hers.
Time stopped for a moment for Jessie, her eyes widening with shock. However, she couldn’t resist the kiss, not from him.
Slivers of sunshine slipped into the room, lending it an element of warmth. With a voice barely counting as a whisper, he asked, “Can I do you?”
She remained silent as she was overwhelmed with embarrassment. How do you expect me to answer that? Well, I’d say yes, but I’m a lady. I need to keep up appearances, she thought to herself. She wanted him to do her, but she lacked the courage to ask him so. Before she could say anything, Julian pressed on deeper with his kiss, his hand touching her supple lower back. At that point, Jessie surrendered herself to him, letting him take her for a ride. For a moment there, she forgot her sister’s wedding was still ongoing.
Jessie could taste the taste of alcohol in her mouth. It came from Julian. Every breath he exhaled was filled with his almost scalding warmth.
The alcohol still lingered in his system, so he spoke in a way that was out of his usual character, “Oh, you feel hot. Did you have too much to drink as well?”
No, I am hot because you’re making me hot and bothered!
“N-No, I didn’t,” she stammered. Just then, his phone rang, and she pushed him quickly. “Hey, someone’s calling you.”
However, he didn’t stop kissing. He huffed, “Ignore it. It’s nothing important.”
Unfortunately for him, the phone wouldn’t stop ringing. The only way to make it stop was for him to take the call. It must be important. Or else it would’ve stopped ringing by now. “You should take the call.” She shoved him away, huffing and puffing. If it’s important and he misses it, it’d be bad.
Julian stared at the phone with hatred and fury in his eyes. For a moment, he was seized by the urge to toss it out the window. Dammit. This has better be important, or else… He eyed the caller ID for a moment and took the call impatiently. “What is it?”
“Young Master Julian, someone just informed us your car got scratched,” Ashley said, apparently panicking.
Goddammit. “Next time, you settle this yourself. You call me because of something inconsequential like that again, and I’ll cut your pay!” he roared and tossed his phone away after hanging up.
Jessie blinked. Oh, was that Ashley? No, I can’t let him cut her pay. She’s a nice lady. She approached him and wrapped her arms around him. Softly, she consoled, “Alright, calm down now.”
Julian sobered up a little just then as he was afraid that he might have frightened her with his shouting just now. He pressed his forehead against hers. “Did I scare you?”
“What? The fact that you kissed me, or the fact you yelled at Ashley?” Jessie smiled. A chuckle escaped his lips. “This is all your fault.”
“How is that my fault?” She blinked innocently. You kissed me, and that’s supposed to be my fault? How? “Because you’re too pretty. I couldn’t hold myself back.”
“You’re not cutting her pay. She’s a hardworking assistant, alright?” Jessie said solemnly. Julian gulped slightly at her serious tone. “Fine, I won’t cut her pay.” She heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing that. “Get some sleep. I’ll head back and see if they need my help.”
I almost crossed the line. If Ashley hadn’t called me, I might have left a bad impression on Jessie. Darn, I shouldn’t have treated the first time so rashly. I don’t want her to remember her first time as some sloppy sex during someone else’s wedding, after all.
He nodded after snapping out of his thoughts. “Sure. I’m fine now. You should head over and help them.”
Once Jessie was gone, he lay on the bed and called Ashley, who was still shocked after the call. “Young Master Julian?” “Don’t worry. I won’t cut your pay. Orville can deal with the car problem.”
“I see. Did I interrupt something, sir?” Her guess was correct. “What are you talking about?” he snapped. “You were with Miss Jessie, weren’t you?”
Julian was speechless. She knows me well, huh? He snorted. “If you ask one more stupid question, you’re not getting paid this month.” Quickly, Ashley said, “Please, no, sir. Pretend I said nothing. You two have fun.”
He hung up soon after. His mind was still replaying the scene of the earlier kiss, which sobered him up completely.
Jessie returned to the ballroom, still looking red. Though, she composed herself once she got inside. However, she would still feel a little embarrassed every time she was reminded of that kiss.
Queenie was enjoying her desserts when Jessie entered the waiting room. “Jessie!” Queenie invited her to share the sweet stuff. “Come. I need someone to help me out with these.”
Jessie obliged. She sat down and enjoyed the desserts as well. Eating desserts is the happiest thing to do, she thought.
Everyone else was in the ballroom, chatting the hours away.
Jared and Willow were playing on the field outside with a group of bodyguards keeping an eye on them.
“Birdie…” Willow could make out some simple words now. She pointed at the birds flying overhead as she spun around in delight.
Jared crouched down beside her, smiling. “Do you like them?”
The girl nodded, grinning toothily. A gentle breeze whispered across the fields, and her hair clasped her chubby cheeks. It was an adorable sight to behold.
Anastasia came out a while later and watched her kids play. They were her whole world. Now, she no longer wanted to expand her company. It was big enough and was running well. Because of that, she now had more time with her family.
“Mommy!” Willow ran toward her the moment she saw Anastasia. She waddled like a little duckling as she ran.
And then, she fell. Jared tried to pull her up, but Anastasia stopped him. Willow expected her brother or mother to come over and pick her up, but she realized Anastasia was looking somewhere else while Jared wasn’t coming either. She puckered her lips and got back up herself, feeling a little miffed. However, that feeling went away with the wind. The girl clapped her hands and bravely went to her mother once again.
Anastasia pretended she just saw Willow. She picked the girl up and kissed her cheek. “Well done, Willow.”
The girl raised her hands. With the best effort she could muster, she tried her best to recount how much the grass had hurt her hand, trying her best to get her mother’s consolation. “Oh, did you hurt your hands?”
“Here, I’ll blow on it for you.” Anastasia blew the girl’s chubby hands and kissed them. Finally, the girl cracked a happy smile, and her slight grievance was finally sent off to the sea.
The island felt particularly languid in the afternoon. Clear blue skies and vast calm seas. Lots of the guests took the chance to have fun in the ocean. The older guests took a nap and prepared for the wedding dinner.
Queenie wanted to play as well, but she was in no condition for that. The first trimester was one of suffering as she couldn’t eat or sleep well—things were hard on her. Nevertheless, she told Jessie to seize the chance to have fun. It wasn’t every day she had a vacation, so she should make the most out of it. “Get Julian. He can go with you. Dad and Mom are chatting with their friends as well.” That was what Queenie told her.
Jessie was in a sprightly mood. Sleeping was the last thing on her mind—she wanted to have fun! The moment Julian got her call, he came to see her. They took a stroll through the area with coconut trees before emerging on the beach. Since everyone was far away from them, they had the whole beach to themselves. Jessie gasped in surprise and charged to the beach like a happy child. “Gilmore, you have to come down here!” She called his last name by accident. The girl was too happy to notice that.
Oh, I never did tell her how to address me. Guess that’s why she thinks she can call me whatever she wants. I need to change that. He followed her onto the beach. Then, he crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. “What did you just call me?” asked Julian.
Sheepishly, she said, “Sorry, I was a little too excited.” She never called him by his last name. Most of the time, it would just be ‘Mr. Gilmore.’
