The Art Of Seduction ✓

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So the last chapter, at Daisy's fall. That will tie in with the book, The Art of Sleeping Together. I've also decided to make The Art of Sleeping Together a mature story as it involves a lot of steamy scenes. Please do go check it out!

Also, thank you so much for helping me reach my goal of 190 votes, as promised, here's an early update for The Art Of Seduction. 

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  "Daddy," I whispered, feeling my own breath hitch in my throat. "I love you."

Just when I was sure he was asleep, the one corner of his mouth lifted in a smile. "I knew that," he murmured. "Always knew that."   

  Morgan Matson 

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ALL FRIDAY NIGHT it had bugged me. It was as persistent as an inch that I couldn't scratch. I stayed up, leaving the curtains in my room open, a rarity. I was just doing it for the bet, because I needed to know my chances. And I wanted to see if Kaden would shag Grace. 

When the clock struck 11, I saw a dark silhouette of a boy, I knew distinctly as Kaden. My lips curled up when I noticed there wasn't anyone else in the room with him. I wanted to text him then and there, but I didn't want him to know I waited up for him and his date with Grace.

Secretly, I was pleased he hadn't dressed up for her.

However, it bugged me now because I couldn't stand not knowing how the date went. I glanced at Allison who was driving in the car. A smile crept up my features because Dad was coming home today and we were having dinner with the whole family and it was moments like these that I lived for.

Allison caught me looking, "What are you grinning about?"

"Dad," I said. 

A smile crept up her face. She pushed a lock of blonde hair back. 

I turned to message Kaden, trying my best to sound disinterested as ever. It was hard and it took me multiple times rephrasing and phrasing it over and over again to try and word it, in a casual disinterest way.

So are you shagging Grace now?

How's the date last night?

Enjoyed your night?

I groaned. It sounded so bad. Part of me wondered why I didn't just message or call Grace, it would save me from embarrassment, but I didn't want her to know I cared. Allison turned towards me. "Who are you messaging?"

"Trying to," I corrected.

"James?" She guessed.

I shook my head the frown falling off my face, "I wish," I said it softly. I meant it to sound sarcastic but instead I felt wistful. Then, I thought of Joey and how I messed up big time with him. I wanted to tell Rekha about Joey and I honestly I did. But she wasn't around and my relationship with Joey was so short-lived I never seemed to have found the time for it.

I'd been dying to talk about it. Sometimes my heart felt so heavy with everything that I needed a place to vent. Which was why when Allison waited for me to continue, I ended up letting everything out, from the bet with Kaden to Joey and my relationship with James. When I was done, Allison was silent.