  &quot;What exactly did his mother do to him?&quot; I slide my arm through his now that he's got both hands on his phone and rest my head against his shoulder. Looking up at him with wide-eyed, inquisitive adoration.
      &quot;Let's just say Daniel caught her in a lot of compromising positions from early in life with men who weren't his father. She had time for affairs but never any time for her only kid or her actual husband. The boy has serious mommy issues that I don't even think he understands, and he completely idolizes his father.&quot;
      &quot;So that's why he surrounds himself with endless porn stars and one-night stands?&quot; I blink in surprise, this little insight into a guy I thought was just a jerk and a sex addict. Maybe he has as many issues as me.
      &quot;Daniel doesn't trust women; he doesn't have much respect for them either. He looks at them all the same wa

  I giggle as Jake finally releases me from his arms in the changing cubicle, shaking my head at him in disbelief. My face must match the color of the dress I'm trying to retrieve from the floor. His eyes dark and wicked, buttoning up his shirt with a huge grin on his face as I try my hardest to get dressed without being knocked into the narrow walls, it's so cramped in here.
      I can't believe he managed to get me naked and have sex without knocking the feeble walls down.
      &quot;Was this your plan from the word go? Claiming to need me in the changing room to admire your shirt choices.&quot; I dart up at him while trying to get my bra straps on untwisted, he drops his shirt and instead straightens the strap on my shoulder, reaching behind me to help straighten it. He answers with a wolfish grin, dimples on display.
      Why am I even surprised by this? I should have known the se

  The hotel restaurant is bustling despite the earliness of the day. Daniel was quick to invite a leggy blonde beauty to join us for breakfast and is currently trying to feed the poor bimbo strawberries, managing to drop most into her exposed cleavage and fish them out manually. It's cringe worthy. Jake watches him with a serious frown creasing his brow and he eye rolls every time Daniel swoops in for another berry. We both know he's using the girl as padding, so Jake won't bring Leila, up again. That sweet bundle of blonde, Daniel is hopelessly in love with. Jake has pretty much got nowhere with him on that front.
      The girl giggles hopelessly, pretending to be embarrassed but the look on her face shows she isn't shy about it at all. Jake looks down and starts flicking through his phone with one hand, answering messages from his little brother, coffee held in the other while I eat m

&quot;What exactly did his mother do to him?&quot; I slide my arm through his now that he's got both hands on his phone and rest my head against his shoulder. Looking up at him with wide-eyed, inquisitive adoration.
      &quot;Let's just say Daniel caught her in a lot of compromising positions from early in life with men who weren't his father. She had time for affairs but never any time for her only kid or her actual husband. The boy has serious mommy issues that I don't even think he understands, and he completely idolizes his father.&quot;
      &quot;So that's why he surrounds himself with endless porn stars and one-night stands?&quot; I blink in surprise, this little insight into a guy I thought was just a jerk and a sex addict. Maybe he has as many issues as me.
      &quot;Daniel doesn't trust women; he doesn't have much respect for them either. He looks at them all the same way he looks at his mother. The guy needs therapy but try telling him that.&quot; Jake throws me a lo

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