Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 116231 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116231 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
The minute he says those words, I step forward and look up at him. “Wow.” I try not to say anything I’m going to regret but after what he just said, fuck that. “You really think that highly of yourself? One, the last thing I want is their father’s mediocre cock.” I glare at him. “And two, I’m guessing they take after their mother where their manners are concerned because they are definitely nothing like their father.” I can see something in his eyes change. “Thank God for that.” I turn around and head over to Nora.
“I’m going to go,” I tell her. “Thanks for coloring with me.” I’m not going to be mean to her because her father is the biggest asshole on the planet.
“Nora,” he says her name, “let’s go.”
“Okay, Daddy,” she replies sweetly, and again, I think there is no way this man could have made someone so sweet. He walks over to Westley and Vincent, who look up at him.
“Thanks for watching them, Lexi.” His tone is totally unlike it was with me. “I owe you.”
“It’s always fun when I get to hang with your kiddos,” she says to him. “Even Nora, who told me that I don’t color in the lines.”
“You didn’t,” Nora tells her. “Kylie is a bit better.”
“Let’s go,” he says to his boys and walks out with the three of his kids.
“Where is your brother?” Lexi asks. “I’m exhausted and hungry.”
I try to tone down my anger and think of something else. “I told you to eat when I was eating.” I sit down on the couch next to her. “But you were adamant about waiting for Kirby.”
“It’s a thing we do.” She smiles. “I always wait for him to eat after the games.”
“Gag me,” I joke with her and then look up when Kirby comes waltzing in, followed by Jaxon.
“Ariella just left,” Lexi states, getting up. “She said she’s waiting for you in the car. Jagger was falling asleep, and she didn’t want to wake him.”
“Thanks,” Jaxon replies and holds up his hand that is holding a Gatorade bottle. “See you guys later.”
“Bye,” we say and Lexi gets off the couch and goes to Kirby.
“That was a fun game.” She wraps her arms around his neck.
“It was okay.” I stand up. “You were a bit rusty.” He looks over at me and laughs. “There was one play you definitely should have gotten a penalty,” I tell him, grabbing my purse and placing it around my body. “You’re lucky the ref didn’t see it.”
“Did you guys eat?” Kirby asks, sliding his hand in Lexi’s as we walk out of the room and head down to his SUV. I make a mental note to never come here with them again. Instead, I’ll bring my own car and leave when I want to and hopefully avoid seeing Knox.
“I did,” I tell him as we walk out of the suite and head to the elevators, “but your future bride…” I point to her. “She was waiting for you.”
“What do you want to eat?” he asks her after pressing the down button on the elevator.
“Burgers,” she decides, “onion rings—”
“Milkshake,” I cut in and they look at me.
“What? I have to come with you guys, so I might as well get a milkshake out of it.”
They laugh as I walk with them to the parking garage, trying not to let Knox’s words get to me. Trying to push them to the back of my mind, until I’m in the safety of my own house and I can break down.
I get into the back seat of the SUV and look out the window as we drive to the small diner we usually hit up after the games. I order a milkshake and steal a French fry from Kirby and an onion ring from Lexi.
They drop me off at my apartment and I get out, waving them goodbye before walking in. I head up to my apartment and open the door, seeing the light coming from the living room.
I kick off my sneakers at the front door before walking in and heading straight to my room, exhausted from pretending like Knox’s words didn’t get to me. I walk past the bed and into the walk-in closet. Slipping out of the jacket and hanging it up, I watch the first tear land on my foot.
“The last thing they need is someone who is being nice to them just because she wants their father’s cock.”
His voice comes into my brain louder and louder. I would never, and I mean never, use children to get to anyone. The thought alone sickens me, especially after everything I went through in my own childhood.
I walked into the suite before the game with Ariella and Lexi.
Nora was the first one to run up to us and shout Lexi’s name like they were long-lost friends reuniting after not seeing each other for years. Lexi sang back and I smiled at the little girl. The minute she looked at me, I knew exactly who her father was. I didn’t need to see the number on the back of her jersey or the word Daddy written across it. She was the spitting image of her father. Or at least I thought she was until I met Vincent, and it was as if Knox literally cloned himself. Westley was a good mixture of both, not that I knew what his ex-wife looked like, but he had similar features to his father.