Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 89928 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89928 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
“For Christ’s sakes, Genesis. Let the boy get out of the hospital first.” God punched his brother in the chest, which was probably their usual fun and playful sparring, but damn it sounded like it hurt.
“Curtis the doctor said you can be discharged this evening. Your scans and everything are fine,” Ruxs said still glaring over at Genesis.
“Good. I’m ready to go,” Curtis said with enough irritation to make his dads laugh.
“Oh my poor baby. What happened? Are you okay? Let me look at you. Oh thank the heavens.” Green’s mom fluttered into the room with her large Anne Klein bag in the crook of her arm and a whirlwind of Chanel perfume wafting in behind her as she hugged and kissed and loved on him. He didn’t bother to protest or try to stop her. He didn’t always mind her fawning over him. It had to be the blonde hair, blue eyes, and baby face that made all women treat him like a delicate flower.
“I’m fine, Grandma. It doesn’t even hurt.” Curtis smiled trying to chase away her tears with his own forced cheerful demeanor. She continued to pet and survey him.
“Um. I’m fine too, Mom,” Green said from the end of Curtis’ bed, his head slightly bowed with a ridiculous pout on his face. It looked extremely comical on someone of Green’s size.
That really did cheer up the room because the laughter didn’t stop as Day started joking with Green about being a spoiled mama’s boy and Green went right back at Day. They kept Curtis entertained until it was time for him to leave. After he’d showered and changed into the fresh clothes Vickie brought over, he quietly asked his dads for a minute alone with Genesis.
“I’ll just stand over here in the corner. You won’t even know I’m here,” Ruxs said moving back by the small closet in the room. Green grabbed Ruxs arm and practically shoved him out the door.
“Something you have to say to me, my pretty little bad boy?” Genesis said softly, walking over to stand so close to Curtis he could feel Genesis’ heart beating.
Curtis chuckled. “Why do you keep calling me a bad boy? You know I’m not.”
“My brother told me what you did in the parking lot, how you took your cue from Ruxs.” Genesis held Curtis’ injured arm like it was newborn baby. “I think it’s amazing.”
Curtis blushed terribly. “It was nothing.”
“If you say so. But I find it very, very attractive.” Genesis’ voice had gotten even deeper, sexier. “All that toughness, wrapped up in such a pretty package.”
Curtis looked up into those sparkling green eyes, full of life, full of kindness, full of potential love, with just a hint of mischief. But that was going to make going out with Genesis so much fun. Curtis needed a lot more of that in his life. It’d been lacking for many years. He had his family now and hopefully a new man. He knew Genesis would be the perfect Southern gentleman until he turned eighteen, but that was okay. It was more than okay. He may be a superstar athlete, but he was raised by a good Christian mom who’d taught her sons well. Curtis was going to do everything he could to be a good match for Genesis Godfrey.
“You’re ready to drive back to school now?” Curtis asked, trying to conceal some of the disappointment in his voice.
Genesis tilted Curtis’ head up to look at him. “Yes. I wish I could stay longer but the coach raised enough hell about me missing practice today.”
“He bitched because you told him your brother is a cop and was shot at? That’s not considered a family emergency?”
“No. He bitched because I told him my boyfriend needed me.”
Curtis was so shocked he ended up leaning into Genesis’ broad chest to keep from falling over. Boyfriend. “You came back for me?”
“If I came home every time God or Day were shot at, I’d flunk out of school for sure.” Genesis drawled.
Curtis looked back down at his feet and Genesis gently lifted his head up again.
“I know I said boyfriend. I want you to know, I’m not seeing anyone and I haven’t in a long time. I’m not a player or a tramp or whatever else guys try to be these days. I just want someone to spend time with that actually likes me. I just want to spend some time with you. It’s soon, I know. You don’t have to say boyfriend if you —”
“No. B-boyfriend is fine,” Curtis said hurriedly.
Genesis smiled and shook his head. “Good, then.” He bent and kissed Curtis lightly on his forehead.
“I have to head back. I’ll call you later. And I’ll see you on Friday.”
“Eight o’clock sharp,” Curtis whispered.
Genesis kissed Curtis’ injured wrist and laid it back at his side. “Be good until I get back, bad boy.” Genesis leaned low until he was at Curtis’ ear. His voice threatening and growly. “I’d hate to have to spank you when I get back.”