The Woman by the Lake (Misted Pines #3) Read Online Kristen Ashley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Misted Pines Series by Kristen Ashley
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Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 135696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 543(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
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Angelica brought men home when the boys were there?

Riggs didn’t react to this like I thought he would, that being blowing his stack.

He simply said, “I hear you.” He then turned to me and said quietly, “Sorry, I meant to get into this with you tonight, but we’re here, and after what happened with her, I don’t think it’s gonna surprise you.” Back to Storm. “I made the decision I’m gonna promote Easton to foreman. If I don’t give him more responsibility, he’s gonna bail and find it for himself. I got commissions lined up so far out, the waiting list is eight months, and I’m turning shit down. I can head out to a site and see how the boys are doing, but I’m gonna stay home for the most part. This means I’m taking her back to court to get an order to reflect that change and have shared custody. If she balks, because that will mean support is cut, I’ll change that demand to full too.”

I stayed silent even if this made me gleeful.

Not that Angelica was going to possibly lose a lot of time with both of her boys.

Because Riggs was going to be home most of the time.

Storm glanced briefly at me, something I translated as him thinking I was a part of Riggs’s decision-making, before saying to Riggs, “I hear you.”

“Gotta admit, it’s more than that,” Riggs continued. “Ledge has impressed on me he’s getting older, and he needs a man around more often. That man is gonna be me.”

“I hear that too,” Storm replied. “So, I wanted to give you that heads up. Though, I’ll give you this to think about. My attorney says my case will be even stronger if we’re co-plaintiffs. Which means yours would too. That’ll be up to you. And I’ll remind you, she’s gonna lose her shit, because she’ll lose all support from me, and that was what she was after in the first place. Bottom line in this, it’s looking good that Viggo will be with me, so we gotta work something out on the regular so our boys have time together. I don’t want Viggo growing up not knowing his brother.”

Okay, official.

I liked this guy.

“Same,” Riggs said. “If you get full, alternating weekends when we have them?”

Storm nodded. “Sounds good. And regular sleepovers. You put me on Ledger’s drop-off, pick-up list. When Viggo is in school, I’ll do the same. And maybe we go out to dinner or take them camping or some shit on occasion.”

“Works for me,” Riggs agreed.

“Then we’re sorted,” Storm said.

They reached out and shook.

I made a show of pulling out my phone and pretending to stab at the screen.

Silver and pewter eyes came my way.

“Don’t mind me. I’m chartering a plane so I can fly you two to DC so you can do a training session on working together with Congress,” I quipped.

They both burst out laughing.

“Unless you want a beer and to sit out on the deck and shoot the shit, that’s all I got,” Storm said after he quit laughing.

“I got one more thing to talk about,” Riggs replied.

“Hit me,” Storm invited.

“Would it fuck your play if I got on my phone with her and lost my goddamned mind that bitch is bringing men home when our kids are there?”

Annnnnnnnnnnd…

There it was.

Storm seemed surprised. “You didn’t know?”

“No fuckin’ clue.”

“Ledge didn’t tell you?”

Oh boy.

Riggs shook his head.

“Protecting her,” Storm deduced on a mutter.

“Probably,” Riggs agreed.

“Gotta tell you, I’ve already shared my opinion on that, and she told me to suck her dick.” He looked at me. “Sorry about the language, Nadia.”

I shrugged and smiled to say I was unoffended.

“So she knows you know, and she knows we talk, so it won’t fuck your play I make my feelings clear about that,” Riggs stated.

“I don’t know, brother,” Storm said, visibly chewing on it, before giving it to us verbally. “Maybe being on the record as discussing it with her prior to hauling her ass in court and putting it in front of a judge is a good thing. Maybe not. Every interaction I have with her, I gotta write a whole brief and send it to my attorney so I got it on record. But she’s free to live her life the way she wants. She isn’t legally bound to either of us.”

“How often does this happen?” Riggs asked.

“I’ve known a couple of the guys, and they’re not assholes, but she’s got a reputation, considering.” He flicked a hand between them to indicate what she did to them both. “So most of them I don’t know, and my guess is, they don’t know us. But we both get that she’s a woman who measures her worth by how many dicks she can suck.” Again, to me, “I’ll repeat the apology.”

“Please, be real. This is important. Don’t mind me,” I replied.


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