Building Trust
Jasper POV:
I watch as she falls asleep sitting up, her arms around Damiana as she keeps her in the baby carrier. I decide to give in for the night and sleep. I need it as I have no idea what she is going to be like tomorrow.
Waking I see Hayley looking at me. “Do you want a coffee?” She smiles and I nod, watching as she leans down and kisses my cheek. She walks into the kitchen, standing I walk through and see her with her back to me.
I can unclick the carrier, but then what? If I don’t move quick enough Damiana will get hurt.
“Jasper, whatever your plan is stop!” She looks at me before turning back to the cups. Shit, I shouldn’t have stood and considered it. Stepping forward I wrap my arms around her and kiss Damiana on her head.
“I wasn’t planning anything babes, just thinking I am lucky you didn’t. kick my ass out for all the mess I caused.” I smile at her and step back taking the coffee. I walk back through and sit down. Don’t linger, don’t seem too interested in her movements, or make suggestions. I’m slowly realising what I need to do to get her to trust me.
“I shouldn’t have let you in Jasper. We have our daughter though, and she is important, more than me and how hurt I was that you kept running.” I nod and move, sitting next to her I wrap my arm around her. She smiles at me but doesn’t look suspicious. I just want to be closer to Damiana, sure I knew she was okay, but I could barely see her.
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The next two days disappear by fast. Every day is the same, but she is relaxed more around me. I know Harley is freaking out. I can only send her one of two messages a day without it looking like I am messaging her.
Today though has been weird. She keeps stroking my leg and kissing me and I know she wants more. I don’t know if I can, but I know that way she has no choice but to put Damiana down somewhere. Away from her.
I run the bath for Damiana and message Harley.
I will have her back within twenty–four hours baby girl, I swear. I know. I have lost you after what I said, so if I have to endure sleeping with her to make her put Damiana down I will. You’re worth me staying here if it means you get Damiana back.
Hitting send I finish the bath.
Jasper, I don’t give a shit what it takes! Or what you do. She has my baby get her back
I read the message hurt, I knew I had lost her. Deleting the message I walk out and see Hayley.
“You bathe her and get her in bed babes. I will get settled on the armchair for the night.” I turn to walk away and she stops me.
“Clean up downstairs and join me in bed up here.” She smiles and kisses my cheek. Nodding I walk off. I will have Damiana home tonight, she is putting her down, so I will get my chance. Cleaning up I walk upstairs and walk into the bedroom and look around.
“Where is she?” I don’t see a crib.
“In her room Jasper.”
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“Which room? Hayley if Rooster shows!”
“Jasper I’m not a fool. I made my walk–in closet a baby’s room. It is locked, see. Rooster can’t get to her.” I nod, and look at the door, great, a key. I feel frustrated, I’m back to square one. Walking to the bed I climb in and she wraps her body around me.
I try and keep my eyes off the door. If I stare at it too much she will question why.
“Will we hear her with the door closed?”
“I have a monitor see.” She points to her side of the bed I see the screen. Okay, she thought of everything. A short while passes in silence as she cuddles me before she begins to kiss me. As much as I want to throw her off me, if I do she will go back to not trusting me. Instead, I try and ignore the feeling of her on top of me.
Her moans of pleasure however irate me and I can’t block them out as easily. I watch as she finishes and cuddles into the side of me. I fall asleep, not long after waking hearing Damiana crying. I watch as Hayley moves to the door and unlocks it.
I was asleep and didn’t see where the key was. I sit up, if I get dressed and move quickly enough I can get her when she puts her back in the cot. I move slightly and stop. The door out is locked, and I don’t know where she put the key and I don’t want to be holding Damiana and smashing windows.
So tomorrow. I will figure it out tomorrow. Walking through I sit next to her.
“Can I feed her?” I just want to hold her. I watch as she hands Damiana to me. Sitting I feed her.
“Our daughter Jasper. She is perfect.” She smiles and I nod. The rest of
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the night passes quickly and I am once again in the kitchen making coffee. Taking out my phone I hit the number.
Drop the car off, please. I came on my bike I need it asap to get away.
I send it to Rooster and delete it. Sitting we have coffee and I relax seeing Damiana in the small crib. She hasn’t held her all morning today. Walking to the kitchen I clean.
“Bin needs taking out.” I smile and place it by the door. I hear her moving and the door unlocks. Okay, the door is unlocked, now what? I stand and consider it.
“Babes, can you come watch the food while I take it out?” I look
through at her and watch her nodding. She walks through and stands. at the cooker. Picking up the bag I carry it out and see the car with the keys under it. Unlocking it I place the keys in the ignition.
Walking back in, I hear Damiana crying.
“I will settle her.” Smiling I walk straight past the kitchen. Picking up Damiana I walk to the door. I feel her hand grab mine.
“Jasper, what are you doing?”
“Leaving!” I step out of the door and she clings to my shirt.
“You can’t take Hope, she is my baby!”
“Hayley, her name isn’t fucking hope! It’s Damiana and she is in no way your baby. I suggest you disappear because once she is back with Harley, you’re dead.” Turning I pull and release her hold and rush to the car, fastening her in, I drive off.
Now though, I’m not sure I want to go back, Harley hates me. A short while later I stop in the garage and pick Damiana up, walking in I
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watch as Harley runs me to me crying. Taking Damiana she runs off and locks herself in the bedroom.
I look at Rooster. “I had to! She could tell I didn’t mean it.”
“You know what Jasper, the only reason you’re standing is because she stupidly fucking still loves you. You could have made her believe you without saying that shit!” He shouts and I nod.
“I have lost her so like I fucking care what you think. Just take her back to yours.” Grabbing the bottle and glass I walk to the office and sit down. I know this is all my fault, everything is caused by me.
“She won’t leave you Jasper, but rather than hiding in here and drinking talk to her. You made it sound like she didn’t give a shit that Joel was going to sell the baby after she already felt so guilty, so fix it!” He walks out and slams the door, but I’m scared to, I’m scared to hear her say she never wants me near her again.