Call Me Daddy 3

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Opening the door for me, I smile at Jason to say thanks as we walk into the restaurant. I spot Damien in the back and start heading towards the booth he had chosen. Damien doesn't know my husbands name or what he looks like and same for Jason, except he knows his name.

When Jason spots where we are headed and shakes his head, "is that him?"

Nodding my head, Damien notices my arrival and stands to give me a hug. I back away and slowly shake my head at him to let him know that this...what we have, isn't happening anymore.

Jason and I both take our seat in the booth next to each other; Damien across from us.

Jason intently stares at Damien, his eyes glaring a whole through Damien making him shrink in his seat.

"So," I started after the waitress walked off with our orders, "I called you because I have two things that we need to talk about."

Damien fiddled his fingers and nodded his head, his eyes boring into mine, "and what would that be?"

"Okay," I shifted in my seat, letting my eyes flicker to Jason for a minute as he continued to glare at Damien. I hit him with my foot under the table and continued speaking, "first things first, I'm pregnant."

I let it right out. He deserves to know and if you haven't already figured it out, I'm not the type to keep things from people.

A smile spreads across Damien's face and he reaches for my hands above the table; not knowing Jason is my husband, "Emily! This is amazing! I told you I have always wanted a baby and now I am going to have one with you! This is amazing."

Gulping down my nervousness, I stutter over my own words and take a sideways glance at Jason to see him looking out the window beside our booth, "Damien, we can't keep this going-"

"Your husband will never find out, Emily! What kind of husband is he if he's in jail, Emily?" Damien shot back in his seat as Jason lunged forward across the table and slapped him across the face.

I gasped and grabbed ahold of Jason's shoulders to keep him from doing any further damage, "I'm her fucking husband, you inconsiderate bastard! I am the person she belongs to and she is the person I belong to! How dare you come along and brainwash her when she is at her lowest?! She told me all of it, Damien! She told me everything!" He finally showed me how he really feels about this whole situation.

"Obviously she hasn't told you the whole story?" Damien smirked an looked at me with a warning look.

Oh, but I did Damien.

"It's okay, at the end of the day she tells me she loves me. She tells me what our kids did when I wasn't around at the moment. She lays with me. She cuddles with me. She sleeps with me. She shares a bed and room with me. She shares a house with me. And at the end of the day...she'll always consider me as her daddy."

Damien looks at me with a hurt look on his face, "you told me you weren't into the 'daddy' kink. You wouldn't call me daddy!"

Jason just laughs and speaks up again, "like I said, I'm her daddy."

"Emily please! Emily I love you! Raise this baby with me! Be in love with me! I promise we will be a happy family!" Damien pleads.

"I'm sorry Damien," I wipe my eyes from all of the stress, "you can have the baby every other weekend, if that doesn't work with you then I'm sorry but it's not nothing."

Jason grabbed my hand under the table, rubbing his thumb over my knuckles as I start to get worked up.

"Emily please," Damien continued to search for something that wasn't there.

There's just nothing between us.

"Every other weekend," I stated and stood up to walk out, Jason following right behind me.

I've been in love with someone who didn't love me back, and now I'm loved by someone I don't love back. I don't know which is worse, to be broken or to break another soul.