Chapter 1

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"Hannah hurry up the food is going to get cold!" My mother yelled from downstairs I groggily opened my eyes trying to wake up. Why did I decide to come home on the weekends? Oh right free meals, and I get to see Austin! I threw my long black hair into a bun, and made my way downstairs to see my mom sitting at the table with yet another guy reading the newspaper next to her. I rolled my eyes every week it was someone different I've lost count of everyone, and even all their names for when she decides to go back to one of them. "Austin coming over today?" My mother questioned looking in my direction for the first time, and nearly fainting from my appearance. "Hannah what have I told you about personal appearance?" She asked not even letting me answer her question about Austin.

"Mom, it's only breakfast I plan on showering after I eat don't have a heart attack, and yes Austin will be coming over later, but we're probably just going to be upstairs watching movies since I have to leave tomorrow afternoon." I replied grabbing a cup of coffee. My mother seemed pleased with my answer, and turned her attention back towards the man sitting beside her.

"And what are your plans for the day dear?" She asked I nearly gagged listening to their conversation, so I just tuned them out while I scarfed down my food. I refilled my cup with some more coffee and headed back upstairs well aware of the makeout session that was happening at the kitchen table as I was leaving. My mother never got over my father leaving us for another family, so this is how she copes. Me on the other hand? I don't speak about it my father is dead to me as far as I'm concerned. I wasn't good enough for him, so why should I care where he is or what he's doing? I entered the bathroom, and turned the shower on I jumped in and let the water cascade down me when I was finally ready to get out I grabbed my towel turned the water off, and screamed.

"What the hell are you doing?" I yelled my moms fling of the week was in the bathroom with me just staring at me I mentally groaned, and wrapped my towel around me tighter if possible. "Hello." I snapped my fingers in front of his face he finally came too from his trance. "Get the hell out of here." I yelled again he finally left, and I locked the door behind him. This is a fucking nightmare. As soon as I was dressed, and pleased with my appearance I called Austin.

"Hey beautiful how are you?" He asked his voice making me feel ten times better already.

"I'm okay, but change of plans we are hanging at your place instead of mine tonight." I stated grabbing my backpack, and making sure I had everything I needed inside.

"Why?" He questioned.

"It's a long story, but I'm going to your house now. I know it's early, and you have practice, but I need to get out of this house like right now." I told him.

"That bad huh?" He asked not even questioning me any further about it.

"You have no idea." I sighed.

"Ok, well I'm just getting to practice, but my dad should be at the house by now, I'll see you when I get home." He said hanging up the phone. I threw my phone in my purse, and grabbed my keys throwing my backpack over my shoulder, and headed downstairs not bothering to say bye to my mom I definitely don't want to run into the creep again. I slammed the door, and sped to Austin's house. I parked my car in the driveway it was big enough for everyone's cars, and plus I was planning on staying here tonight anyways, and Austin has to leave super early whereas I can leave whenever I want to. I saw Austin's dads car, and was thankful for that, even though if he wouldn't have been here I would have just stayed in my car until someone came home. Anything to not have to go back to my house. I rang the doorbell, and waited for an answer. It took him a minute but finally he answered, shirtless, with sweat dripping from his chest, and forehead.

"Hannah what a lovely surprise." Mr King answered opening the door for me to come in. I was a little distracted by his torso I never realized how good looking Austin's dad was. "Staying for a while?" He asked noticing my backpack, breaking me from my trance.

"Hi Mr King, uhm, yeah I was going to stay overnight if it's okay with you and Tracy of course." I replied a little taken aback.

"Of course you're welcome anytime, and please you and Tracy are on first name basis call me Jackson." He said leading me into the sitting room.

"Oh okay Mr, I mean Jackson, where is Tracy?" I asked vaguely aware we were the only ones here, and he was half naked, and quite hot dare I say.

"Tracy went out with a few of the girls for the weekend, it was supposed to be a guys weekend, but you know Austin he's always doing something if he isn't with you." He replied standing up I tried not to look at him, but I couldn't help it, I can't believe Jackson was this fit, and muscular. "Well, if you don't mind me I'm going to finish my workout, then shower. Please make yourself at home." He said walking away I couldn't help but watch as he slowly descended down the stairs. What in the actual hell? I mean I guess Jackson has always been good looking for his age. Not much grey hair, but just enough in his dark black hair, and none in his beard. He had a few arm tattoos, but now I know he has some more on his back. And those abs! He dare I say it looks better than Austin. I have to stop thinking of Jackson this way, he is way older than me, he's married, and I'm dating his son! After much contemplating about how hot Jackson is compared to Austin I started to get a headache, I decided to go up to Austin's room for a nap, but on my way I of course literally ran into Jackson, who was only in his towel, and it was hanging dangerously low on his hips I gulped not able to stop myself from staring.

"See something you like?" Jackson whispered huskily in my ear as he passed me walking into his room leaving me standing in the hall frozen. After much force, and motivation I finally made it to the comfort of Austin's bed I laid down, and breathed in the familiar scent quickly falling asleep.


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