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the one to do it. No one else will ever tap into all that sweetness. I’d
kill the motherfucker who tried.
    Her youth gave me pause but only for a moment, it's my
intentions that should bear scrutiny. If I meant to go forward with this, it
must be more than a momentary fling, it must be...forever.
    Could I do forever? Forever is a long fucking time,
I've never wanted forever before. Somehow with my Blossom I think I could do
two lifetimes and still not have enough. So yes, the answer is yes, I most
certainly can do forever. I could feel the lock click into place as I got ready to say goodbye to my freedom. Somehow I always thought there
would be panic and fear associated with that thought but, nothing. I felt
nothing but excitement at what was to come.
    That was one burden lifted, now to the other.

 
    By the time I was waiting outside the school for her I
had a course of action in mind.
    I had already called her dad to say that I will be
keeping her after school before returning her to him after dinner. To say he
was displeased would be putting it mildly but I could care less, he was lucky
he was seeing her again at all; the dumb fuck. I’d hung up on him when he
started his bullshit, there was nothing he could do or say to stop this. If he
knew what was going through my mind he’d shut the fuck up or find a hole to
hide in.
    I’d made up my mind how I wanted to do this now all
that was left was for me to work on getting her use to the idea of living with
me permanently. How would she react to such a thing? The interest was there
yes, but having lived such a sheltered life, having only known me for a handful
of days how would she react? Fuck Gideon since when do you think like this?
She’s the most important thing in your fucking life you’ve gone after lesser
things with more fire don’t punk the fuck out. Just do what you always do, take shit.
    I had no doubt I could possibly force the issue in a
roundabout way, but I needed her to want it, to want me, to want us. She’s not
a business acquisition I can’t approach this situation the way I did everything
else. And that was my fucking problem and what about her? This was still so new
to her. I’ve had weeks to deal with my obsession she’s had days. But something
inside me screamed that I had to move and move fast. There was something way
the fuck off about Clifton Sanders and waiting for the report to be completed
was gonna drive me nuts.
    The thought of him hurting her in any way destroyed
me. How could anyone seek to crush a Blossom? How could her beauty, both inner
and outer, not sway him? Was the man fucking blind, or was his hatred of his
own daughter so deep he couldn't see reason? I was afraid the latter would
prove true, and it was that fear that had knots in the pit of my stomach. By
coming on the scene the way I had, I had escalated something, how would he
react? How would he handle my existence in her life? And if he couldn't will
she pay the price?
    I saw her as I waited in the back of the car. Rolling
the window down I beckoned to her as she drew nearer.
    That smile, only for me, always for me, I will make it
so.
    The driver got out and let her in as some curious
onlookers tried to get a glimpse of me. She was in and in my arms in seconds. I
couldn't resist; all day she had plagued me, I had hardly looked at the
spreadsheets still covering my desk, my only thoughts were of her, and us, and
our life together.
    "Gideon, you came."
    "I said I would." I smiled at her exuberance
as I kissed her forehead. As she pulled her head back to look at me I noticed
her lips were a bit chapped. "Where's your lip balm sweetheart?" I
ran my thumb gently over her lower lip. She hung her head and blushed, why
would such an innocent question cause such a reaction unless, shit...
    "Blossom, I'm not insulting you sweetheart, I
just wondered..."
    "No, no, no, it's not that, it's just that...my
dad doesn't like it." She wrung her hands together while looking down at
her