Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 88080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88080 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Jordy, though, is watching me. His dark eyes probing into the deepest parts of me. He reaches over and takes my hand, winking at me.
“Morning, beautiful.”
“Morning, handsome.”
“Ew,” Hollis jokes. “I think I’m needed in the kitchen.”
As soon as he’s gone, Jordy tugs me into his lap. I curl up against him, nuzzling my nose against the column of his neck.
“Garrett’s gonna rent me the apartment above his office,” he says, running his finger lightly up and down my arm. “I can move in whenever.”
The thought of him moving away from us makes my stomach hollow out.
Another peal of laughter from the kitchen steals our attention. Hollis and Roan are playing with Sebban. They’re ridiculously cute. There’s no doubt in my mind those two will give that little boy the best life. After losing two parents, the kid deserves it. Hollis and Roan are two of the best people in this world, so Sebban is lucky to have them in his life.
“I want you to come with me, baby,” Jordy murmurs.
I jolt up and furrow my brows at him. “Really? You want me to live with you?” The idea of giving Roan more space to raise Sebban makes me feel better, though it’ll be sad to leave them.
“Of course I do,” Jordy says. “Even asked your dickhead brother first to see if it was okay.”
“Still not okay,” Roan hollers out over his shoulder. “But then he reminded me it’s your life, not mine. That you’re a big girl who can make her own decisions.”
I laugh. “I’ve been trying to tell you that for years, Roan.”
“Yeah, yeah,” he playfully grumbles. “You’re always welcome here, Roux. If that dude ever fucks up, you can come home.”
“Fuck!” Sebban yells out, cackling.
Jordy snorts out a laugh. “Nice, man.”
Hollis swats at Roan. “That mouth is going to get you in a lot of trouble.” Then, to Sebban, Hollis says, “That’s a no-no word. Want to go look at ducks after breakfast?”
Sebban starts chanting duck instead of fuck, much to everyone’s relief.
“Yes. I’ll move in with you.” I kiss Jordy’s still bruised cheek. “But once I go, you can’t get rid of me. I’ll always be yours.”
Jordy squeezes my ass. “You’re already mine, Little Hoodlum. Now it’ll be official.”
Jordy
Two months later…
Giggles.
So fucking cute.
“Are you listening?” Terrence says on the other line.
“You’ll be here tonight. Around nine. Yep. Heard you loud and clear.”
The giggles commence, and I grin.
“What are you doing?” Terrence asks. “Oh God. If you’re fucking Little Hoodlum, keep that shit to yourself. That’s practically incest, dude.”
“Fuck off,” I grumble.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”
Whoops.
“Shh, Terrence,” I say loudly. “I can hear Sebban. I think I know where he’s hiding now.”
“Jesus,” Terrence grumbles. “You’ve gone full-on dad and he isn’t even your kid. What are you going to do when Roux pushes one out?”
I freeze. “How the fuck did you know she’s pregnant?”
Terrence howls with laughter before he finally catches his breath. “I do now, asshole. Oooh, this is exciting. Can I tell Roan? I want to watch him lose his shit. Seriously. You knocked her up already? Are you going to marry that girl or what?”
I already wrote to Jace last week to tell him I was gonna marry his daughter. He wrote me back and said if I hurt her, he’d find a way to hurt me like he did Renaldo. I didn’t expect any other response, and I figure I’ll get similar sentiments from his son when he finds out.
“I got her an engagement ring. I just need to give it to her. Been trying to think up a romantic ass way to do it. But I’m not a romantic ass. So I don’t know what to do. She deserves a romantic ass, though. Fuck.”
“Man, cut yourself some slack. This isn’t some prissy bitch. It’s Little Hoodlum. Give it to her tonight at Campfire Chaos. She won’t care how you do it, just that it’s coming from you.”
My racing heart calms. “For a fuckin’ player, you sure do have some relationship game.”
He snorts out a laugh. “I’m the only Hoodlum who has any game. Hence why I’m coming later than Cal. I had a certain sexy little professor to give a special goodbye to.”
“A professor? Really?”
“What can I say? I fucking hate her class. This was the only way to ensure I left with a B.”
“B for blowjob?”
“Fuck off, man. See you soon.”
“Bye, T.”
I shove my phone in my pocket and frown. Sebban is quiet. Quiet usually means trouble. I peek in the laundry basket where I last heard him. Sure enough, he’s snoring, finally passed out.
This babysitting shit is exhausting.
I leave the lid off and then walk over to my dresser. The clock on top says Roux will be here any minute. Quickly, I open the drawer, retrieve the ring box, and shove it into my shorts pocket.