Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24356 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24356 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
She wasn’t interested in our kids’ well being when she was hopping into bed with that asshole, now she wants to pretend she’s mother of the year.
“Look, I made a mistake, I said I was sorry. Neither one of us have moved on doesn’t that tell you something? Maybe that we still love each other?” She made a move towards me and I sidestepped her nasty ass. I was afraid that if she actually did touch me I might knock her ass across the room. She just don’t get it.
“Oh fuck!” That’s all I could say when I heard Casey’s voice outside. What was she doing here? This house wasn’t going to be ready for her touch for another few weeks at least. I don’t need this shit today but life didn’t seem to give a fuck what I wanted.
I heard the tools outside slow down just before she cleared the door. She took in the scene with a glance and I saw the second she recognized my ex. I guess I couldn’t complain. It had taken six months for the proverbial run-in and that wasn’t easy in a town this size but we’d pulled it off.
“Hello.” She greeted Christine with a smile that spelt trouble before making her way to me. She didn’t think twice about throwing her arms around my neck and laying one on me. I didn’t push her away, why should I? Instead I returned the kiss with my hands on her ass, which is where they always end up when we’re together like this.
“What are you doing here sweetheart?” I said the words for her ears only, trying to curtail whatever this could possibly turn into before it did.
“You forgot your wallet on the dresser, honey.” That ‘honey’, was very pointed and I was sure all for my ex’s benefit. The harsh intake of breath coming from behind us told me that Christine had more than got the message.
“Thanks for the wallet baby.” I was about to rush her off but too late. She turned to look at Christine with her arms still around my neck. “You must be Christine, nice to finally meet you. Oh Jackson is something wrong with one of the kids?” She turned wide innocent eyes my way but she wasn’t fooling me a bit. I didn’t miss her implication that that should be the only reason for my ex being here.
“No the kids are fine…” I started to explain before I was rudely interrupted, by a very annoyed, and pissed off woman. I sighed and prepared to play referee.
“What do you know about my kids? Have you been near my kids?” Why the fuck is this my life? “Christine go away there’s nothing for you here.” Casey beamed at that and I pinched her side to keep her quiet.
“I want to know if she’s ever been anywhere near my kids.” She took a step forward and I pushed Casey behind me and stepped into her space. “Leave now you don’t want to do this.” I was feeling mean enough to do something I’d been fighting not to for the better part of two years.
We’d never had it out. I guess that was part of her problem. There were no screaming matches, no accusations. I’d heard from her mom who thought she was a dumb bitch for screwing around on me that she took that to mean I didn’t care about her. She was right. The second she threw those words about her affair in my face she was dead to me.
I’d walked out the door and headed for the nearest bar. That’s where I’d ran into the asshole. That fucker had made some smartass remark about servicemen not being able to take care of their women and that’s when I’d laid his ass out. I wasn’t thinking or I would’ve found another bar, that one happened to be the one my bitch of an ex worked in and the asshole was her manager.
“I will not leave. I will not let this…whatever, this bottled blonde bimbo wreck my family.” She was crying real tears now but that shit didn’t move me one bit. Casey looked ready to split nails with her teeth when I looked over my shoulder at her and I had to hold her back.
“Jackson darling, were you really married to that?” Well shit! “Poor baby, lucky for you I came along and saved you from yourself. You can leave now Christine is it? We have something to discuss.” I never knew my ex to be a fighter. She’s one of those quiet types that don’t look like she could hurt a fly. Fucking demon! But she was doing her best to get around me to my girl.
“You touch her swear to fuck I’ll drop you.” She went on about me protecting some other woman over the mother of my kids and a whole lot of other bullshit that made no sense. “Steve, get in here.” All three of the guys came running like they’d been listening in or some shit.