If You Break My Heart I'll Date Your Father [Hiatus]

chapter 17

Nick's POV

I exhaled then placed my forehead on the steering wheel. What the fuck did I just say that

I was irritated, it's not the first he said that to but why did I take offence to it this time around, he's probably gonna stay at his apartment because of this. I sighed as I got out of my car.

I'm going to meet up with Aaron. I brush my hair a bit, taking a last look at myself before leaving to see Aaron. 

I walked some time to see him at the entrance with a gym bag at his side, he was standing with his hip slightly at one side. He was in black Jagger's with white sneakers he had on a jacket but there was a shirt that looked like its length was above the belly; very short presumed.

I must admit Aaron has good genes, he is a natural beauty who can probably get anyone he wants, from his small full bubble gum pink lips. To his beautiful unrealistic red eyes and the mole underneath it compliments it. He looks so ethereal, but his all too real to me

I walked up to him, where he looked out his phone and at me. He gave me that contagious smile of his and soon I couldn't help but smile.

"Ready daddy?" He winked at me holding my arm.

For a moment he paused as if surprised then I looked at him looking at my arm.

"Is there a problem?" I asked 

"No, I just realised your arm and biceps or thick" be said looking at them 

I smiled, "not to brag but, I do work you know" 

"I've seen men work out and not all of them has this" he said 

I could feel him squeezing my arm and his wording just feels like his hitting on me and not in a sense.

"Why don't we go in" 

"Yeah, I need to lose some calories and show your son the big opportunity he missed when he banged that bitch" he said walking ahead of me.

Should I tell him that it's not worth it wasting good effort and getting back at my cheating son? 

I followed him inside where we went to a part in the room.

"So how about you teach me where to start?" He asked dropping the bag

"How about some basic stretching?" I offered

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I looked at Aaron who was sitting flat who was stretching his upper body falling between his two legs. I looked at his two stress out legs and his buitt that was cocked out, he was obviously very flexible based on the other stretch moves he just made. I couldn't help but notice the other guys in the room checking him out, maybe if I wasn't here they'd already be pitching and asking for phone numbers. 

I'm glad they have enough respect to not come up here because I honestly don't want to be third wheeled in this situation. Aaron is young and sexy. I get that but not always nice to be in a situation where you can watch open flirting or painful rejection. 

"Your flexible" I comment

He chuckled a bit sitting up then folded the right leg and stretched the left one at the back. He smiled at me, giving me the cold confident smile that sent shivers down my spine, he slowly parted his pink luscious lips seductively and said cheekily.

"You have no idea" 

Fuck.

That was literally all that went through my mind for a second there, just that one word. I don't look at him like that, he's my son's ex, he is 'younger than my son' and I can't go there. Don't want to delude myself thinking Aaron is sending heavy signals, because like that's all I got from that one sentence. 

You have no idea how good I am.

You have no idea how flexible I can be> in bed

I don't want to encourage it but then another side of me wants to because it honestly feels nice having him being all chillax and sometimes flirty, confident and open minded. He's like that whole around person but it's soft if you get to know him, Aaron has a bad temper so what? 

All he needs is some anger management issues or just time to cool down. But for now let's continue our little flirt.

"Really now?" I raised a brow and giving him a side smirk, "I'd like to see"

"But can you manage? After all you're not as strong in your junior days" 

"You have no idea" I hit him back with his own words. He bit his bottom lips, it's cute.

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Johan's POV 

I sighed looking at Joseph walking in with his close messy smelling clearly like he was from the hookers den, lipstick hicci you name it. The son of a bitch should care about modesty once in a while.

"Oh are here to welcome me home honey" 

He smiled at me with an alcohol smell coming from his breath, he leaned in to kiss me and dodge. Seeing me move, he sighed softly and combed his hand through his hair as if sober up from that clear rejection.

"What do you want?" He asked tirely

"Well for you stay focused and sober enough to join the face of the charity event tomorrow" I said plainly 

"Of course, I should have known why else would you see me" he gave a cold chuckled 

I turned around folding my arms to walk off while saying, "certainly not to fuck you for sure" 

"You have no idea what you're missing out on" he said loudly 

I turned to look at my eyes scanned him up then back down at his pants, "can't be that much for sure" 

I turned back around and left, on my way. I see "it" up on the stairs, looking down at me. The only good thing he has done by getting rid of Aaron is that I can spend less time pretending to be a moronic bitch which is good but I prefer to have my kid around. Better than seeing these two all the time.

"Hello mom" he waves at me 

"Cut the crap Carrie, no ones around except us" 

"Dad still is or should I say step dad. Hmm I wonder how he will feel knowing he has been duped? Hahaha" 

He slowly paced down step towards me, I don't care what feelings he has towards me I hold no reason or obligations to love or care for him. And I'll never like him, his face, specifically his eyes, disgust me.