Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 93698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
“You’re really pushing your luck,” she muttered under her breath. When she stopped, she spun on him and hissed, “Zeke, go home. You have no reason to be here.”
“Home?”
She flapped a hand around. “Wherever. My place. The clubhouse. Your parents’. I don’t care. Just go somewhere that. Is. Not. Here.”
“Don’t want you with him, babe.”
She desperately tried to not roll her eyes. “I’m very aware of that. And you are fully aware why I met Glen here. But your actions are currently making me question mine.”
He grinned.
She glared. “Don’t you grin! This isn’t a joyous occasion.”
“Maybe not for”—he tipped his head toward the table where Glen waited patiently—“him. But sure as fuck is for me. Just wanted to make sure you’re safe.”
Safe? Bullshit.
She sighed. Long and loudly. “Don’t make me regret this.”
“Coulda broke up with him with a fuckin’ text.”
“That would be rude and he doesn’t deserve that. He’s been nothing but kind to me and Ledger. In fact, you should take notes.”
“Last thing I fuckin’ need is notes from that guy.” He hooked a thumb over his shoulder toward the table where Glen and Ledger sat.
Of course, both sets of eyes were turned their way. “Take Ledger and go. Please.”
“You got it, babe. Gonna take our son and leave. Just glad you came to your senses.” He turned and made quick work returning to the table.
“My…” She hurried after him. When she got back to the table, she plastered a smile onto her face, even though she was in the mood to strangle her son’s father, instead. “Thank you for keeping him occupied, Glen.”
“Sure thing. He’s a great kid.”
“A kid who ain’t yours.” After taking Ledger’s hand, Zeke said to Kyra, “Since I ain’t gonna disappoint my boy, gonna get him a hot chocolate, then wait for you at home.”
She groaned at the low-key attempt at hinting that they were living together. Even though they weren’t.
She raised her eyebrows. “There is a box of hot chocolate back at the house.”
“Ain’t the same. Told my boy I’m gettin’ him a hot chocolate and that’s what I’m doin’. We’ll sit elsewhere. Ain’t gonna bother you again.”
Him just being present was going to put a wrench in her plans.
She watched Zeke and their son swagger hand-in-hand to the counter. Ledger was truly his father’s son.
Normally, that sight would melt her heart, but knowing he purposely tried to sabotage her plans, thinking it was something other than what it was, annoyed her instead.
She stared at his back. Of course he was wearing his cut. The man needed to make a statement no matter where he went.
The whole reason he’d shown up at Above the Ground.
As soon as she turned her attention back to Glen, he said, “I now know why I haven’t seen you since our last date weeks ago and why you wanted to meet today.”
Good job, Zeke, for making me feel even worse. “I wanted to explain.”
Glen rose to his feet and lifted a palm. “At this point, no explanation is needed. While it’s not a surprise that you want to get back with the father of your child, the surprise is you think it’s better to be with an ex-con who cheated on you. I wish you a happy life, Kyra. Ledger, too.”
She opened her mouth to defend Zeke but she couldn’t deny what Glen said was true. “I’m sorry.”
Glen gave her a sharp nod and spun on his heels to head out the door.
She watched him leave, and while she was distracted, the chair next to her was pulled out, making her jump, and Zeke settled Ledger in it before taking the chair previously occupied by Glen. “Since he booked it outta here, figured we can sit with you.”
“Don’t look so damn smug.”
Of course, that didn’t do anything to flatten out his smile. In fact, it got bigger.
The man could be infuriating.
She glanced back at the door where Glen had disappeared.
Was she making another mistake by letting a good man go?
“Babe.”
She turned back to the biker sitting across from her.
“Right choice. Promise you, ain’t gonna regret it.”
That was debatable. She only hoped it was true.
Especially when it came to the little boy next to her, sipping on his hot chocolate with whipped cream clinging to his upper lip.
“You didn’t grab a napkin for him?”
Zeke’s lips twitched as he pushed away from the table and stood. “Be right back.”
And once again, she couldn’t drag her gaze from the man with the sexy swagger as he made his way back to the counter.
Damn it. Her life decisions should be based on more than sex and swagger.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Kyra opened the back passenger door of her Kia and leaned in to unbuckle Ledger from his car seat. She only had a couple of hours before she needed to report to her current nursing assignment. In the meantime, she still had to unload and put away a trunk full of groceries, get ready for work, then drop him off with Zeke at the clubhouse.