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  HOOK UP DADDY

  By Naomi Niles

  This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

  Copyright © 2017 Naomi Niles

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  Chapter One

  GAVIN

  I stretched out on my king-sized bed after a short rest. After a late night of hanging with a couple of women from my job, morning came fast. We threw back a few drinks and had a good time enjoying ourselves after a long day of work. I was the CEO of High Time, a watch company that produced high-value Rolexes, Movados, and other high-quality wrist wear. I started the business almost thirteen years ago, and even though we got off to a rocky start, I stuck with it.

  Sooner than later, our numbers climbed into the hundreds of thousands, and now we were on the verge of crossing into the millions. The revenue came in hand over fist, and because of that, I was sitting on top of the world.

  It was 7 am when I pulled myself out of bed and walked to the kitchen. As I passed through the front room, I flipped on the 60-inch HD television mounted to the wall. I turned the volume up just enough for me to hear what was going on from the kitchen.

  I had to catch the news each morning, primarily to keep an eye on the rising price of stocks and bonds. I learned to invest the money that I made so that down the line, I could make money by not lifting a finger. That is how the rich became wealthy, and even though I was on the verge of climbing that mountain, I kept the hunger inside of me to get there. I wanted to do everything I could to provide the best life for me and my son.

  I glanced at his picture on top of the fireplace mantle. Vinny was my 7-year-old boy. His mother and I didn’t last like we thought we would. I didn’t want her to leave, but I left her no choice. She wanted me to commit to her for the long term, but I was too busy having fun and enjoying my life to settle down. She was a good girl, but once she found out that I was messing around with other women, she never looked back. I wished things were different, but that was a hard lesson to learn for me. She was still in his life, and we were cordial, but that was it; that is all it will ever be.

  Before I could walk away from the television, a commercial flashed on the screen. “Are you tired of sitting around with nothing to do? Building a life, but you don’t have anyone to share it with? Well, that is what we are here for! The Right Click is an excellent way for established and professional men and women to meet up! You don’t have time to find a date? Don’t worry about it! Sign up for free on our website and let our professionals connect you with the man or woman of your dreams!”

  I smirked, then walked away from the television. I didn’t think any sites like that would work out in the long term for anyone. I’d read the testimonials for things like that, but I was more interested in who lasted than who hooked up. They never show you how it ends, only how it began. I walked down the long, carpeted hallway to Vinny’s room.

  As soon as I opened the door, he was already completely dressed and in the process of making his bed. I looked to the right. On the floor beside his bed, his bookbag was packed and ready to go. “Wow. You never cease to amaze me, Vinny.”

  He swiped the Spider-Man blanket on top of his mattress to get the last few wrinkles off his cover, then turned towards me. His face was clean. Two patches of freckles covered his left and right cheeks. His cropped, blonde hair was combed to the side the way he always liked to wear it. “What, Dad?”

  “The way you get yourself up and get ready for school without me having to say anything to you.” He grabbed his bookbag and placed one strap on each shoulder. “It really is something, Vinny. I’ll tell you that when I was your age, my mother had to damn near drag me out of bed to go to school in the morning.”

  He smiled. “Well, I must’ve got this from mom then. She always wakes up early.”

  When he walked towards me, I flipped his light switch off, then put my arm around him and walked to the kitchen. “Hey man, thanks for taking care of the house last night. Did the sitter give you any trouble?”

  “No, she didn’t. She just stayed in the front room all night on her cell phone. She made sure I ate and went to bed on time though. So, I guess she was alright.”

  “Yeah. That’s what I paid her for, so I hope that she would’ve at least done the top two things I asked of her.” When we got into the kitchen, he walked to the cabinet and grabbed a box of cereal. The milk was already out on the table when he sat down. “You sure you want cereal?” I asked, standing at the stove. “I can whip you up some pancakes really quick if you want that.”

  He looked at his watch. “No, I better eat something quick. The bus will be here in a little bit.”

  “Right.” I slid the box of pancake batter back into the cabinet, then glanced at my watch. “I didn’t realize that it was so late.” I looked at him as he poured the cereal into his bowl. I felt bad that I wasn’t able to hang out with him like I wanted to. I was usually out with friends during the week, and on the weekends, I was too tired to do anything special with him. He never complained, though. That just wasn’t in his character. Even with that, I knew he wanted to hang out more. I wanted the same thing.

  “Vinny, how about we go hang out this weekend? Go bowling or catch a movie, you know? Get some guy time in together.”

  He shoved a spoonful of cereal into his mouth and waited until he swallowed before he responded. “Yeah, Dad, that sounds good. We can do that.”

  “You sure? I mean, you don’t sound excited.” I took a seat beside him at the table. He swirled the spoon around in his bowl to soak the little sugar coated pebbles with milk. He had a hard time believing that I would keep my word. For some reason, something always came up whenever we planned to do something together. “Vinny, this time, we are going, okay? No question about it, so you may as well clear your schedule and book it.”

  He smiled. “Alright, Dad. I want to go. Bowling and a movie sound fun.”

  I winked at him as he put another spoonful of cereal into his mouth. “Yeah, it sure does.” I stood up and announced, “Well, I’m gonna go and put a shirt on so I see you out to your bus stop.”

  “No, it’s alright, Dad. I can walk myself.”

  “I know you can, son, but I wouldn’t forgive myself if something happened to you on your way to your bus stop. I’d rather keep an eye on you, you know? There are some crazy people in the world, and I don’t want them to even think they have a chance to take you from me. I would lose my mind if something happened to you, Vinny.”

  He smiled.

  “Good. So, I’m going to run upstairs and grab a shirt. I’ll be right back down.” He nodded his head with a mouthful of cereal. A stream of milk dripped from the corner of his mouth until he took a napkin and wiped it clean. As soon as I came back downstairs, Vinny stood patiently by the door, ready to go. I grabbed the handle and swung it open. The soft, morning sunlight beamed down into our faces as soon as we stepped outside.

  This neighborhood in Roanoke, Virginia was always peaceful around this time in the morning. Vinny was one of the only children on our block. The area was primarily filled with elderly adults who decided to settle down in this neighborhood after retirement, good old folks that I could trust to look after my place whenever I was gone.

  We stood on the corner at the end of our block, and not even a minute passed by before the school bus arrived. “Well, there it is.” I shook his hand as if he was an adult.
His grip was surprisingly firm for his age. “You have a good day, alright? I will see you later tonight.”

  “Are you going to have a sitter for me again?”

  “Um,” I looked at him. His sky blue eyes were glaring back at me with expectancy. “No, not tonight. I’ll be home tonight.”

  “Okay.”

  The bus stopped in front of us, and the doors folded open. He climbed the steps and walked into a sea of children. I could hear their voices from inside as I watched him walk to his seat. He waved goodbye, and with that, the bus took off down the street. I went home, got dressed, and left for work.

  My building was in the heart of downtown Roanoke. The glass building stretched 20 floors up from the bottom and reflected the sunlight when I pulled into my parking spot. I revved the engine of my Camaro as I sat idle in my spot. The HEMI vibrated the seats inside of my vehicle as a few people walked by. We shared our building with a few other companies, but I made sure that I had the highest floor. I didn’t want to feel like anybody was above me at any time, so the top floor was the only thing I would settle for.

  After a few minutes passed by, I climbed out of my car and made my way up to the office. “Hey, Gavin,” my secretary said as she walked into my office. I took my suit coat off and hung it from the hook on the wall. She held a small stack of papers in her hand. Her red lipstick coated her lips like a fire engine. Her brunette hair was pulled into a ponytail, and her mini-skirt stopped just above her knees, exposing her long, sexy legs.

  “Hey, Amber. Good to see you this morning.”

  “Likewise.” She closed the door behind her, then placed the papers on my desk. “These are here for your review,” she said as she leaned forward. Her blouse was cut low in the front, so I could see the top of her breasts while she spoke, “And nobody will be in the office today until around 11:30 am.”

  She smiled. “Oh,” I said as I took my seat in front of a large, glass window, “Is that right? Well, what do you think we can do while we have some time alone?”

  Her smile turned into a sexy, seductive glare as she walked around the desk and kneeled in front of me. “Well, I know one thing for sure. It could be two, but um, my friend is visiting me this month.’”

  “I see.” She wrestled my belt buckle loose and pulled my dick out. I leaned my head back as she wrapped her lips around my penis, bobbing her head up and down while she stroked the shaft. She pulled her head off and spat onto it, stroking it gently while she licked the pre-cum from her lips. I took my hand and forced her back down onto my dick.

  She gagged as she pushed my meat inside her mouth as far as it could go. The tip of my penis brushed against the back of her throat, then she removed her mouth and stroked my dick again. “Fuck,” I said as I gripped the edge of my chair. “Fuck. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Put your fuckin’ mouth back on it.”

  She created a slobbery mess while she slid her tongue up and down my penis. She opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out, waiting for me to cum. I stroked my dick until I shot it into her mouth. She smiled and used her tongue to lick cum from around her mouth, then, with her finger, she brushed the rest of it into her mouth.

  My heavy breathing decreased as she wiped her mouth and stood to her feet. “Well, I hope that gets you off… to a good day.” I kept my eyes on her ass while she walked back to the other side of the desk. I had been having sex with my assistant for the past four months. It all started one late night after work. I couldn’t tell if she was flirting with me, but when she bent over to pick something up from the ground, I knew what she was doing. Ever since that night, we’d been fucking left and right whenever we got the chance.

  “Oh, before I forget, some men are coming in from overseas this Friday, and you have to keep them busy this weekend. The Stanton Firm?”

  “The Stanton Firm?” I asked, buckling my pants. “What the fuck? How long ago was this planned?”

  She snatched a sheet of paper from her folder and slid it onto my desk. “The memo was sent out as a reminder almost two weeks ago today. I knew you probably had forgotten, so I took the liberty of printing it out so you could see it with your own eyes.”

  I grabbed the paper and looked at what she printed. “Fuck me,” I said. “Fuck me.”

  “I would, but you know…”

  I looked at her, “No, not you. Fuck. I planned shit with Vinny this weekend. He is looking forward to it, and he is going to be crushed if I cancel on him again.”

  “Oh, I see. Well, I don’t know what you’re going to do, but they are coming, and if you don’t show them a good time, I am sure they will take their business elsewhere.”

  “Fuck!” I leaned back in my seat and spun around to face the window. The sunlight illuminated everything below me as I shook my head. I saw Amber’s faint reflection in the glass.

  “Do you need anything else, Gavin?”

  “No. I’m fine for now.”

  “Okay. Just let me know.”

  I exhaled as she closed the door behind her. I hated disappointing Vinny, and I knew that, at times, he wished that he lived with his mother. I couldn’t blame him, either. As far as I could see, I had been a shitty ass father for him.

  Chapter Two

  BETHANY

  I swiped at my alarm until I knocked it onto the floor. The annoying buzz traveled beneath my bed as my phone slid into a place that I couldn’t reach. Great. As I tried to get out of my bed, my feet entangled into the covers and sent me tumbling to the floor. I shook my head and reached for my phone. After I was finally able to corral it, I looked at the time. It was 5:30 am, and I had to get up and get ready for work.

  I walked to the kitchen just beyond the front door of my two-bedroom starter home. It wasn’t as big as I wanted it to be, but it was mine, and I took pride in that. I shoved two pieces of bread into the toaster and then grabbed the butter and jelly out of the refrigerator. I just needed a little something to hold me over until I got to work. The teachers always had doughnuts and bagels in the break room that everyone could help themselves to.

  I loved my job. I worked at Morris Elementary as the principal’s assistant. I didn’t think I would be able to get the job when I applied because I didn’t have the necessary experience. But after Principal Jones met with me during the interview, he hired me right on the spot. I needed that job, though, especially since I didn’t want to go back to my old lifestyle as a stripper. I did what I had to do back then, and that was how I met my ex-boyfriend. Those were some of the worst years of my life, and I was happy just to have made it out alive. This new job is not something permanent, but for now, it would do. I only had another year before I finished school, but as the time to graduate neared, I began to get cold feet.

  I flinched when the toast popped up in the toaster. Get a hold of yourself, Bethany. I slipped the toast onto my plate and covered one side with butter and jelly. When I took my seat at the table, I grabbed the book that I kept there to read each morning. Love Waits. I read the title out loud, then turned to the last chapter I left off on. I didn’t know why I tortured myself with these love stories because they did nothing but create fantasies in my mind that I would never live out.

  A lonely woman just happens to find the right man; then he helps her through some traumatic time in her life and, pow, all of a sudden, they are married and live happily ever after. I shook my head at the idea, but for some reason, I couldn’t put the book down. I figured that if I wouldn’t be able to live that type of life on my own; the least I could do is read about it and imagine myself in the leading woman’s position.

  My love life had been anything but desirable. My last boyfriend was abusive and controlling. Things started off well enough, but it didn’t take long for his true colors to show. I had to get a restraining order against him, and even then, he would still pop up unannounced from time to time, “just wanting to talk.” I had to remove myself from social media because he would always find a way to locate me and give me his lame ass excuses as to why he messed
up before. “I swear I have changed, Bethany. Please. Please! Just let me show you.”

  It was all too little and much too late. We tried a number of times before, and it always ended the same way. I was ready for love, but if it meant that I had to get back with him, then I was just going to be single for the rest of my life. After I finished my breakfast, I slid the book back to the center of the table and got ready for work.

  Morris Elementary was twenty minutes away from where I lived. Everyone there was friendly and, even though I wasn’t a teacher, the faculty treated me like I was. I felt like I was a part of a family at the elementary school, and that was one thing that kept me around. When I got out of the car, I headed inside the building.

  “Hey, Bethany! Good morning!”

  “Good morning, Ms. Beautiful, um, I mean Ms. Cindy. How are you doing today?”

  She blushed. “I am good! It is always a joy to see you in the morning. It helps me start my day.” She handed me a plate of doughnuts. “I grabbed you a few from the teacher’s lounge before the rest of the wolves got there and demolished everything. Do you want one?”

  “Um…” I scanned through the plate of doughnuts. “No, I think I am going to grab a bagel instead. Were there any more left?”

  She laughed. Her smile pushed her cheeks up and for the moment, covered the crow’s feet the clung to the edge of her eyes. “Honey, yes. There are more of those than anything. You know these folks around here don’t eat healthy. Well, everyone except you. I see why you have that nice figure now.”

  “Oh, Ms. Cindy, stop it. You are just trying to make me feel good.”

  “Nope, honey, you look good, and you know it. But I need to go ahead and get to my class before these children get in there and run amuck. I’ll see you around.”

  “Yes, you will.”

  Ms. Cindy was one of the older teachers at the school. She was in her upper forties, but she carried herself as if she was twenty years younger. She was the sweetheart of the school, and she always went out of her way to make us smile. “And look who it is! Diva!” I put my hand on my hip and posed for Sharon as I stood in the doorway. “Look at you, looking as cute a button! Girl, how do you keep that slim shape of yours?”