Big Nick Energy Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

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Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 51122 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
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Kayla looked at my hair. “I could trim your split ends for you.”

I jackknifed up on the couch.

“Oh, would you?” I gasped. “Just the tip.”

Just as I said that last part, Rafe walked into the room. “I don’t even want to know.”

With that he walked right back out, leaving us alone all over again.

“The kids will be napping for about thirty more minutes,” I said. “Do you have scissors?”

Kayla frowned. “This is your house, Janie.”

I rolled my eyes. “I have children, Kayla. Where, exactly, do you think I would find scissors?”

I gestured to the room at large. It was a freakin’ mess. Honestly, at this point I’d just stopped cleaning it up.

She walked over and started to push toys out of the way. Books. Sippy cups. Trash.

She bent down and picked up a pair of scissors. However, they were that kind that you could cut out shapes with. These happened to be half triangles.

“These?” she teased.

I frowned. “It couldn’t look that bad.”

She walked over and started to cut my hair.

At first, it wasn’t looking too bad.

But then, all of a sudden, Rafe walked in with my father and I realized my mistake.

I couldn’t see myself. And since Kayla was doing the cutting, she couldn’t really see just how bad it was either.

But my father and Rafe could.

“Oh my God.” Rafe covered his face with his hands. “Please, for the love of all that’s holy, tell me you did not just allow someone who has no experience cutting hair to cut your hair.”

“I don’t know,” Dad said. “It’s very 1990s.”

“Oh my God,” Rafe repeated. “I can’t even look at you.”

“It can’t be that bad,” I said as I got up and walked to the bathroom.

I was wrong.

It was worse.

I started to laugh as I walked back into the living room where my husband was looking at all my hair on the ground. “It’s a good thing I’m already married. It’d be kind of hard to find a man looking like this.” I gave him big puppy dog eyes. “You still love me, right?”

He wrinkled his nose. “Let the hair grow back and we’ll talk.”

Everybody but him burst out laughing. And all of a sudden, I wasn’t sure if he was being serious or not.

Book: Kinda Don’t Care

CHAPTER 20

You’re as useless in the ‘ueue’ in queue.

-Pace to a suspect

PACE

“Where were you?” my wife asked.

I blinked innocently at her. “Just out for a walk.”

“In the middle of the night?” she asked, flipping on the light.

We were at her mother’s house for Mother’s Day. Our children were asleep in the next room along with Ford’s children. Banner was in the room beyond it with his girl, him in from Coronado, and her from college not too far away from that.

Then there were Trance and Viddy.

I knew all of them were asleep. At least, they hadn’t bothered to get up.

Nobody else had the balls to go stealing a sign like I did.

“You know what I was doing,” I told her.

Every year, like clockwork, we would come over for Mother’s Day. And, every year, I’d take down the damn sign because the winery would call, and the state would come out and put it back up.

This year was no different, Coronavirus or not.

“One of these years you’re going to get found out,” she said. “And then I’ll have to raise my children alone.”

I rolled my eyes. “Your dad’s a cop in this town. Do you honestly think they don’t know who’s responsible for taking the signs down?”

“Actually, we’re not in town. We’re in the county’s jurisdiction,” she pointed out. “Daddy isn’t as close to them as he is to his own fellow cops.” She struggled to get up, her eyes heavy with sleep. “Are you taking a shower? I think Ford’s baby puked in my hair, and I was too tired to wash it out. I could use one.”

I looked at my watch.

“It’s three in the morning,” I said. “I was going to…”

“You’re going to get into that shower with me, or I’m going to make you,” she countered.

My lips, already half-twitching, were now full-fledged smiling.

“Yes, ma’am,” I said.

The shower definitely turned out exactly like I was expecting it to, and when we finally tumbled into bed, I was thoroughly exhausted.

In a good way.

When I next opened my eyes, it was to find a set of blue eyes staring straight into mine.

“Is it time to run, Daddy?” my little girl asked.

I glanced past her face to the clock on the nightstand.

It was a little after six in the morning.

I’d gotten less than three hours of sleep.

“I don’t know, is it?” I asked.

Diana, now four, liked to run with me.

And by running, she actually liked to play on her tablet while I pushed her.

“It’s time.” She bounced from foot to foot. “Let’s go.”

I groaned and sat up in the bed.


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