I watch Beckett standing awkwardly and shake my head confused. Maybe he didn't want Maggie to think he was stuck up or something, but why? He shouldn't care what she thinks unless he thinks what she says will affect what I think of him and the thought of that gives me a headache.
I shake my head, I don't know what Beckett and I are doing. He makes my dick hard and I like making him cum for me, but anything more?
The thought freaks me out because here he is standing in my room and only because I asked him too. Because I wanted him to. Because I wanted to spend time with him? Despite that thought scares me I don't send him away.
I check my phone and cringe.
"shit I'm supposed to FaceTime Harper!"
Beckett's eyes widen and he moves toward the door, but I lift a brow.
"you don't have to leave"
He pauses.
"Jasper I don't want to intrude on your personal life...more then I already have"
I roll my eyes.
"I said it's fine and I'm telling you, you can stay right?"
He nods and I continue.
"so stay or don't stay up to you"
I don't even know why I'm asking him to stay, but I know I want him too.
He hesitates slightly, but nods.
"okay"
He walks over pulling out the chair from my desk sitting on it. I lift a brow, but don't comment just dropping down onto my bed as my phone starts ringing.
I answer and Harpers face fills the screen.
"uncle Jasper!"
Immediately a smile takes over my face.
"Harper!"
She grins "hi"
I chuckle
"hi how are you?"
She smiles.
"I'm good"
"you being good for mommy?"
This causes her to laugh.
"Im always good!"
I roll my eyes.
"mhmm, what did you do today?"
She hmms as if thinking deeply about it.
"I played with Sam"
I lift a brow remembering Sam.
"is he being nice to you now?"
She smiles nodding enthusiastically.
"yup! He said sorry for pulling my hair"
I smile "that's good honey"
She nods again.
"mommy says you at school?"
I nod "yeah I am"
She sticks her lip out pouting.
"when do you come home?"
I sigh "soon, you miss me?"
She nods.
"mhmm mommy gives me no treats!"
I gasp "no treats!"
She nods eagerly and I hear Beckett chuckling. I look up meeting his eyes and he blushes slightly, coughing to try and conceal his laughter.
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A Boy From Manning Heights ✔️
Romance"that's rich coming from a pretty boy" I narrow my eyes. "I'm not a pretty boy." He smirks standing from the desk and reaching forward twirling a piece of my hair between his fingers. "not in the traditional sense no...but you still bleed daddy's...
