Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 97426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97426 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
“That means they were hurt though.”
“Well, not really.” She holds her hand up when I go to cut her off. “Mayven’s wrist was a little swollen for a bit and Ox had a few cuts. The car crash was worse.”
“What car crash?” I say, my chest heaving.
“I might have forgotten to tell you about that. Once again, saving Skittles. He’s fine now.”
“Oh my God,” I groan into my hands.
“I have some good news too. If this trip goes well, it’s looking good for you to come back home. It was confirmed Thaddeus Pitman died in that fire at his house.”
“House fire? What the hell is going on?”
“A lot. Although things seem to have quietened down. Did you know Pit and Ox are brothers?”
“Yeah, I did.”
“Totally blew my mind, but I can see it now. Listen, you can come back. It’s over. Tell Ox what happened.”
That’s not even who I know him as. I have no idea what I’d be walking into. Even if this trip is a success. What happens when I walk into Vander?
“Ox… so much has changed. I don’t think my Ant is the same guy as this Ox you’ve gotten to know.”
“I get that you’re a touchy subject for him. I mean, he’s been in a mood since that trip to New York, if you ask me. I’m just waiting for Pit to call him on it.”
“How about we take it a step at a time? I want to enjoy some time with one of my best friends for the next three days. We get through this, and I’ll think about what my next move is.”
“Sure, I’ve got your back either way.”
“Thanks.”
* * *
Ox
“Yo, you want to talk about what’s been on your mind? I’ve noticed something has been off, I just didn’t have time to ask. Things are settling down, so what’s up?” Will asks as I sit at the round table, lost in thought.
“I’m good. Just a lot on my mind.”
I thought Alexis would show up by now. What’s driving me insane is that I’m waiting for her to. Why can’t I let her go?
It’s been months and Pit is the second person to call me on my shit. Other than stewing over her, life has been great. My siblings know who I am.
Thaddeus Pitman is dead. Uncle Blake has mentioned it’s time I start operating in my true role in the family. He’s asked me to do more than bartend at Fuck Off, but I can’t fucking shut her out and step up because my life is in New York.
All my hopes and dreams were supposed to happen with Alexis. I never should have slept with her in New York. My head has been fucked up since.
Pit asked me to stop putting my life on the line for Skittles, but the thing he doesn’t know is that I don’t care what happens to me. All I have is protecting those I care about and who they care about. I don’t think twice before putting my life on the line.
I still have her number. I’ve thought about texting. She’s probably still pissed at me for that shit I pulled with that asshole she’s engaged to.
That is, if that pussy didn’t jump off a roof because my wife fucked me. Damn, did she fuck me. I can still feel her tight grip.
I can’t get over how she fucked me like she meant it. You don’t give a man pussy the way she did without feelings. That look in her eyes the few times I allowed myself a glance.
Nah, fuck that. You’re projecting.
“Ox, bro. Your face is talking, but your lips aren’t moving. I’d think this was about a woman, but you’re not seeing anyone in Vander. I’d know if you were.
“Listen, if you’re into Kid, have at it. I know my bar policy, but you’re my brother. I want to see you happy.”
“It’s not about Kid. We’re friends. She friend-zoned me from go.”
“Really? Because she seems to be damn jealous for a friend.”
“Yeah, I’ve always thought the same thing, but anytime I try, she shuts me down.”
Kid’s a friend. We hang out a lot, but we’ve never slept together. Not that I haven’t tried. However, when it comes to me hooking up with anyone else, she’s a huge cockblocker. I mean huge.
To be honest. The best pussy I’ve ever had is in New York and I’m so tired of feeling guilty over subpar pussy. Alexis was so tight, that hognut either has the smallest dick ever or she doesn’t let him fuck often. I shouldn’t care either way.
Shit.
“Can we talk about something else? I want to forget about my thoughts.”
“I’m going to propose to Skittles. I’m trying to find the right ring.”
I pull a hand down my face. I don’t want to discourage him from marriage because of my fucked-up situation. Pit and Skittles deserve to be together. I’ve watched them dance around each other for years. They deserve a happy ending.