The Soccer Mom’s Bad Boy Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Contemporary, Drama, Erotic, Funny Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 47819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
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“Of course I’ll be there, wouldn’t miss it. I’m even brining my camera along.” That seemed to make her happy enough, and she moved onto something else. The kid needed a sibling to keep up with her many change of subjects. Which reminds me, I’d better breed Ilene a year apart so our kids would have each other. This town seems to be low on pregnancies or some shit. The fuck I know!

After leaving them I had to go run a check on the asshole that had slipped through the security detail that had had him under surveillance for the past six months.

“Cole any word on Simon?”

“No boss, he’s in the wind, we have our people all over on the lookout, especially our borders but so far no one has seen or heard anything. You sure you don’t want us to head that way?”

“If it comes to that I’ll let you know, but for now I’ve got it. I’m going to need some stuff from my place though and I’m not too jazzed about leaving them alone for the day or two it will take, so you’re gonna have to get them to me.”

“What you need bro?”

“Tags, the platinum line, two of them.”

“Damn, it’s that serious bro?”

“They’re mine, of course it’s that serious.” I played with the ring box in my pocket.

“I’ll get them to you A.S.A.P. and you don’t have to worry about things back here, we’ve got everything on lock. Just please don’t be stubborn, send out an S.O.S if you need us.”

“Will do but I don’t think it’ll come to that. The only shit on my boot heel is the ex and I can take him with one hand and a fucked up leg.”

“I don’t envy you that situation bro, those are more nerve wracking than walking a fucking tight rope over alligators.”

“How the fuck would you know, you’ve been married since you were like sixteen or some fuck.”

“I watch T.V bro, I’m telling you, watch your back.”

“I hear you.” The truth is you never take any situation for granted because shit could pop off when you least expect it to. There was no physical danger from the asshole, I don’t see him testing me unless he wanted to taste his own death, but my enemies will always look for the weakest link to get to me, and right now he’s it.

I can control the females, make sure they stay on the right track so to speak, but he was a loose canon and if he was already looking for ways to fuck with her about our relationship, I wouldn’t put it past him to sell me out if someone got to him.

Shit, I never had to deal with this kind of fuckery before. That’s one of the reasons why I never had any ties to anyone or anything. In my line of work, it paid to be a loner.

I went into the army straight out of college, the fall after nine-eleven to be exact. My political science degree hadn’t been much use in there, but my family name had garnered me a commission and what would’ve been a cushy job in the army had I not kicked against the reins and went my own way.

My old man was pissed at the time, he had bigger ideas for his only son, but I had my own ideas by then and sitting behind a desk wasn’t one of them. Someone had fucked with my country and I wasn’t having that shit, and there were thousands of men and women who felt the same way who were putting their lives on the line to protect us from that shit ever happening again. That’s whom I wanted to be with, not the pampered sons of the men that my dad had handpicked to be my play dates.

It had caused some friction in the family, which in the end worked for the good. Who knew I was a killing machine? Or that my trainers would see something in me that I hadn’t even known was there?

Or that they would take those skills and hone them to the point that I would be the most feared mercenary in the enemy’s camps? Now I’ve gone and fucked myself but good by falling in love. The lone wolf had found his mate and fuck if I was gonna let anything happen to the most important thing in my life in fucking ever.

I was almost tempted to go on the hunt. I’m pretty sure that I could find him faster and easier than he could find me, but again, the thought of leaving her behind was abhorrent.

“I need those tags yesterday you better send me some of the new vests as well, I think there should be a child sized one in there.”

“You’ve got it brother, watch your back.” We hung up and I sat back and rested for a minute. Things were happening really fast, not too fast for me, but she might feel a little rushed if I kept up this pace.


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