Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 88080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
I stuff the gun in the back of my jeans and pick my beer back up. Kayden scowls and starts to walk off, but turns to grin at us.
“Tell Roux I’m gonna do her a solid. Ryan and his dumbass friends are going down.”
“His dad’s a cop,” I remind him.
“So? My brother owns this town. We’ll make it look like an accident.” He shrugs. “Then Charlotte doesn’t have to deal with that psycho. Roux will be happy.”
Renaldo appears like a fucking ghost with Juno beside him. I can’t even look at my brother. I’ve hated him for as long as I can remember, but now that he’s Renaldo’s bitch, my hate has doubled.
“What have I told you about bragging?” Renaldo says, ruffling Kayden’s hair.
Kayden groans. “I was just telling him what’s up with fucking Ryan Cunningham.”
Renaldo’s sharp glare slices through me. “I’ll handle Cunningham.” Then, to me he says, “I can take over from here. I just wanted to see if you’d actually show up.”
Juno nods at me like he’s fucking proud.
What the hell ever. I only showed up because I didn’t want my ass beat, or worse, him fucking with Roux.
“I’ll take that gun back too,” Renaldo says, nodding at me.
I cringe knowing he saw me take it from his brother, and subsequently point it at him too. Rather than being pissed, he seems amused. With a huff, I pull it out and set it in his waiting hand.
“He’s going to get himself shot if he keeps popping off at the mouth to guys who are bigger and badder than him,” I warn. “I can’t follow him to school or the fucking pisser. Teach your boy how to behave, man.”
He nods. “Bye, Martinez.”
“Later,” I grunt out.
Roan and I bail, eager to get the fuck out of there. It’s not until we’re in my car and cruising down the road that I finally breathe a sigh of relief. We’re headed home when Samantha texts me.
Samantha: Come to my hotel.
“Home’s that way,” Roan says when I turn in the direction of where she’s staying.
“Looks like we have to make a pit stop.”
The drive is short, and all too soon, we’re pulling up to her hotel. Roan follows me as we climb the stairs to the second floor where she’s staying. Before I can knock, she flings open the door.
“Hey, honey, come inside.”
We walk into her suite and sit on the sofa. She’s not in her badass boss bitch courtroom suit as per usual. Tonight she’s in jeans and a sweater that pulls too tight over her tits.
“Drinks?” she asks as she opens the mini fridge.
We both nod.
“What’s up?” I ask, accepting a Dr Pepper from her.
“You look like shit, Jordy.” She hands Roan a Dr Pepper too. “Are you okay?”
“Renaldo.” I pop the tab and guzzle down the drink. “You know how he is. Why are we here?”
She glances at the clock. “Meeting. Shouldn’t be but five more minutes.”
Roan sets his drink down on the table. “While we’re waiting, can I get some advice?”
“Sure, baby,” she says, grinning at him.
Sorry, lady, he’s married and bats only for Hollis’s team.
“I used to fuck around with this chick. We pretty much always used protection unless we were shitfaced and forgot. I saw her with this kid today and…” He scrubs his palm over his face. “I think he’s mine.”
Her eyebrow arches up. “Is she suing for child support?”
“W-What? No. She freaked and left. I want to know if he’s mine. Can we do that? If he’s mine, I want to be in his life.”
“I can start the process of getting a judge to sign off on a mandatory paternity test. If that’s what you really want. Once I start this and it’s proven that he is yours, there won’t be any turning back. You’ll be saddled with visitation and financial responsibility until he’s an adult.” She smiles sweetly. “Your call, Roan.”
“If he’s mine, he’s mine. I want to be in his life,” he mutters. “I don’t care what hell it brings me. I’m not sure I can rest until I know for sure he’s not. If he is, I’m going to fight like hell to see him.”
She nods and pulls out her laptop. “I’ll get started. You know my rates?”
“Garrett is going to cover it,” Roan says begrudgingly.
“The sexy doctor, hmm? I’ll take up receiving payment from him later.” She smirks as she starts tapping away on her laptop.
Samantha seems to flirt with anything with a dick. Makes me wonder if that’s all it is. Harmless flirting. If not, she probably gets fucked often with how forward she is.
As she asks Roan questions, I let my mind drift back to Roux. Something was bothering her, but she didn’t want to talk about it. I hate when she’s upset. It makes me want to drop everything and hold her until her world is right again.