Finally mine

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Rebecca:

Did she actually just say that? I stare up at Jordan in utter shock as my daughter refers to him as her father. Did he ask her to say that? Did he use my daughter to get me to stay? I look at his face and he looks as shocked as I feel, so perhaps not. I stand up and face Jenny with a smile.
"How long do I have to place an offer?" I ask her. I need to talk to Jordan before I do anything. I knew this would be a bad idea. Sienna gets attached too quickly, she still talks about the elderly woman that let her pet her dog a year ago.
"The last viewing is at five o'clock this evening, so I would do it before then" she tells me. I shake her hand and thank her before walking out of the building with Jordan carrying Sienna; like he has all day.

We arrive back at Jordan's and I have two hours to make my decision.
"Sienna honey, Jordan and I need to talk, how about you go and play?" I tell her and she nods before running off into the living area to play with her dolls house. Jordan and I make our way into his office and he sits behind his desk. I feel like I'm about to get interviewed again. We just stare at each other; both knowing what we need to talk about but neither of us knowing how to start it. I feel like it's best to just rip the band aid off quickly.
"Did you ask her to say that?" I accuse him and his eyes widen.
"Of course not. Did you not see my face Rebecca I was just as shocked as you were" he defends himself and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.
"Has she ever called you that before?" I ask and he shakes his head.
"Has she said it to you?" He throws the question back.
"No she hasn't. In fact she's never questioned her father" I tell him.
"Do you want to move? Be completely honest with me here Rebecca" I look into his eyes and I really think about it. Do I want to leave? Yes, I would love having independence again, a place I can call my own. But do I want all of that without him?
"I want independence" I avoid the actual question in the hope that it will suffice.
"That's not what I asked" he shoots at me. Dammit. I sigh and slowly shake my head.
"No, no I don't. I want independence, I want to be able to earn my life back, to be able to supply for myself and my daughter. But I want it with you, Jordan. You make me happy. You make my day so much brighter and easier, you worship my daughter like she's the only person left on this earth. I get butterflies in my stomach every time I look at you because you're insanely attractive, and you make me feel... Worthy" if he was shocked when Sienna called him daddy, I don't know how to explain the look on his face right now. Suddenly he smirks and scratches the side of his face.
"I'm insanely attractive huh?" He asks and I just raise my eyebrow.
"Seriously? That's all you got from that confession? You men are all the same, I pour my heart out to you and all you can do is-" I'm cut off by his lips on mine. When did he move from his chair? This kiss is different from the other two. It's passionate, yet soft. I soon find myself reciprocating and stand up so I'm at a better height. He turns us around and sits down in the chair I just vacated; pulling me down with him without breaking our precious contact. His hand cups my cheek and his tongue softly traces my bottom lip. I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth as his tongue comes into contact with mine. Why did I fight this? Why did I not jump at the opportunity to stay? He slowly pulls away from me with his hand still on my cheek; caressing my cheekbone with his thumb.
"You Rebecca Kramer, are one unique, incredible woman. I've never felt like this before, and I'll admit it scares me. But I want whatever this is to work. All I know is that I can't let you and Sienna leave" he confesses and his eyes are so pure I find myself falling into them.
"You've never felt like this?" I ask. Has he never had a girlfriend?
"No. I don't do the girlfriend thing, Rebecca. I work non-stop and I feel like I can't give a girl what she wants. But I'm a selfish man, and I can't find it in myself to let you go. So if you'll have me and all my baggage, I promise I will try to make you the happiest girl alive" oh wow. I lean forward and rest my forehead against his and smile.
"I'll take it. And if you can accept me and my little thirty six pounds of mischief, then I promise to support you through your heavy workload and have dinner waiting for you when you get home"
"Cara's job is to make dinner" he frowns and I lean in even more towards his ear.
"On the weekend then" I whisper, knowing Cara doesn't work weekends. I hear him laugh and pull back to look at him. He looks so carefree when he laughs.
"I'll take it" he nods his head before pulling me closer and kissing me. It's a much shorter kiss, but just as meaningful.
"We better go tell this bundle of mischief that you're staying" he grins as I stand up, taking his hand. We walk out into the living area where Sienna is happily talking through her dolls. Jordan and I sit on the sofa still holding hands.
"Sienna honey, can you come here please?" I call over to her and she gets up before running over to us. Jordan lets go of my hand so he can scoop her up and sits her on his lap.
"Jordy and I were talking, and we've agreed that we are going to stay here, is that ok with you?" I ask her and she looks between myself and Jordan.
"No moving? Stay here?" She asks and I nod with a smile on my face.
"With daddy?" She grins and grabs his T-shirt. I clear my throat and look up at Jordan. Do I want her to call him daddy? We've literally just agreed to try something more, will this be too soon?
"Yes, with me honey" he strokes her head and she squeals before wrapping her little arms around his neck. He laughs before standing up and swinging her around the room; filling it with so much joy and laughter it's overwhelming.
Yes, I want her to call him daddy.

Please let me know what you all think, would love to have feedback!! And this chapter goes to my lovely friend -_AnnaBanana_- , for encouraging me to start writing on Wattpad and for supporting me :)

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