Page 16 of Rage Untamed
“What about you, mom? You’ve been a bitch since Jennifer moved to town.” Weston rolls his eyes.
“Then why have you been a dick to her?” I ask, wanting to know why my kids hate my woman.
“She didn’t want you; we all know you’ve wanted her, and she wouldn’t catch onto that, so we’ve treated her like shit because of it. Has nothing to do with mom or the other moms, it’s because we felt Jennifer thought she was too good for you or something.”
Well, that shit makes a lot more sense.
“In reality, we actually like her, heard talk about her ‘round town, she’s good people. Sweet, kind, just good people. Plus getting out of mom’s house is a bonus for me, not just my siblings. We all hate it with the moms.”
“Explain that.”
“What’s to explain? All the moms are obsessed with you. Well, minus Kara’s mom, she couldn’t give two fucks about you or her.” Kara’s mom, Heather was the only bitch I was with that didn’t even want the kid. Didn’t do it to trap me, just birth control failed, and she got knocked up. She willingly gave me full custody, and even let Megan, the ex-wife, adopt her. But with Megan gone, Heather has been playing mom again, even though she hates it and probably will be happy with me showing up to take the kid from her.
“I’m gonna pack my shit,” Weston says and takes off for his room.
I look back to Kyla and really take her in. What the hell was I thinking when I got with her? Sure, she’s stunning, but too damn skinny and no tits. Shaking my head, I say, “If you want to actually spend time with your son, you can call his cell.”
“I can’t believe you’re doing this, you finally claimed that cunt and now you’re taking my son!” she cries, tears streaming down her face.
“I could just kill you and be done with this shit,” I offer her an out.
Her face pales and she takes a step back. “I’m sorry. No, take him then. Play happy family with your whore!” she spits out.
I smile. “Don’t worry, I will.” Now to convince Jennifer to have more kids with me. Never had a good woman in my bed. Well, I had Megan, but I didn’t want kids with her.
Chapter twelve
Jennifer
Making it to the clubearly, I turn on all the lights in the club. As I start cleaning up, I notice we’re short on stock, which has been happening more often than not lately. “Gunner?” I call and he comes to me at the bar. “Do we have video surveillance in here, more importantly, pointing at the bar?”
His brows furrow in confusion. “Why?”
“We’ve just been short stock lately, and it’s just not adding up, someone is stealing.”
His face turns hard, and anger is displayed. “When did this start?”
