Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
“Melissa told me about the party, isn’t it great?” Damn did she have to look so fucking innocent and sweet? And what the fuck was I supposed to do with her when this was all over and done with tonight? I’m thinking I maybe didn’t think this shit through all the way.
“Listen, about that...”
“I know I know, your men are busy and you can’t spare them, but that’s okay. Mel said there are more than enough women here and even more coming before long, so we should have it covered.”
“Do you understand what’s going on here Dana? Do you realize that in a few hours I’m going to be going after Royce Davis and this shit could turn ugly? Does that sound like the right environment for a party to you? Don’t do that shit.” I pointed my finger at her.
Her lip was doing that trembling shit women do to get their own way. She looked up at me with those big watery eyes like I’d kicked her puppy or some fuck.
“But I don’t see why we can’t have a party, it’s not going to hurt anything.”
“Dana Sue, I do not have time for a party right now...” What the fuck? I took a deep breath and prayed for patience. She hasn’t been here a full day yet and already she’s up my ass.
And what happened to the scared little mouse that crawled in here this morning? She wasn’t acting very scared anymore, a little timid maybe, but she wasn’t ducking and hiding like before.
“You don’t have to do anything Lawton, we’ll take care of everything.” I watched the gate open to receive more of the families that were going to be staying here for the next few days at least.
I wasn’t sure what Davis was gonna throw at me and now with Travis snagging his soon to be daughter in law out from under his son’s nose, who knew what the fuck?
I looked down at the infuriating female that was now clinging to my arm with a stupid ass smile on her face.
“Dana if I were you I wouldn’t follow Melissa, just do what I tell you and we’ll be good. Now let me go so that I can go do what the hell I have to do.”
She pouted and flounced off. Damn, not married even one day and she was starting her shit already.
I’m going to ring Melissa’s neck first fucking chance I get. She knows I don’t do parties, now I’m sure my wife is going to think I’m some kind of ogre. My wife, well fuck!
Chapter 2
CLAY
“Clay your girl Ginger’s here.” Chaz grinned at me and I wondered what the hell she’d been up to now.
“Thanks Chaz, where’d she go?”
“The clubhouse where else?”
“Cool, everybody in yet? It’s getting late.”
“No there’s still a few left, probably at work.”
Damn. I checked my watch again. It was getting late and Law wanted everyone safe and accounted for before the sun went down.
“If Law comes looking for me tell him where I went.”
“No problem, and if you see him before I do, tell him his prisoner is awake.”
I waved my hand over my shoulder as I headed to the clubhouse and my room there to see my girl. See what kind of mood she’s in. It’s three days since I went anywhere near her.
It was ‘that time’ of the month, or at least that’s the excuse she uses every month around this time when she loses her fucking mind.
The first time she tried to brain me was the last time I messed with her ass and that PMS shit. Now I steer clear unless she’s sick, then I run to the pharmacy and buy out the female aisle.
Ginger Lee, that’s my hot little number. She’s a big girl and she makes no bones about it. She’s all tits and ass and a sassy mouth.
We met purely by accident and set off a chain of events that turned my life upside down, but you know what, I wouldn’t change it for anything, as fucked up as our beginning had been.
Before I met Ginger Lee I was in hot pursuit of someone else for damn near my whole adult life. Since high school I’d been after her, but for one reason or another we could never get it together.
Cindy was my little reserved banker, she’s not exactly uptight, that’s not my style, but she’s more the shy retiring type. She needs to be handled with kid gloves and lots of TLC.
She reminds me of the young women in those old black and white movies, so demure and genteel like, which for some reason I was highly attracted to.
Now Ginger Lee on the other hand would fuck ninety-five percent of the time and make love the other five. She says what she likes and don’t like no matter who you are.