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)
Just in time too.
The front door to our apartment opens and Roux calls out. I stalk out of the bedroom, my finger to my lips.
“Bad boy just crashed. Laundry basket.”
Penny walks in behind her frowning. “Why does it smell like shit?”
“Sebban had a blowout. Don’t say shit, Unlucky.”
“Don’t call me that,” Penny grumbles. “And when are they gonna potty train that kid?”
“You got picked for babysitting duty. That makes you the unlucky one,” I grunt out. “And they’ve been trying. He’s not ready.”
Penny rolls her eyes and plops down on our sofa.
Roan’s on call at the station and Hollis is home with a headache. While Penny and Roux were shopping, I stepped in to babysit. Now that they’re done it’s time to tag in Aunt Penny.
“What did you buy?” I ask, nodding at Roux’s bag.
“A new outfit. For when I visit Dad.” She walks over to me, hugging me around my middle. “You smell good.”
“So do you.”
“Gross,” Penny says, pretending to gag. “Get a room.”
“We’re going to get a tent, actually,” I say, winking over at her. “Maybe one day, when you grow up, you can go to Campfire Chaos too.”
She flips me off. “I’m not much younger than your pregnant girlfriend. I don’t go because I choose not to. It’s a bunch of losers trying to hold onto their youth. I’d rather change Sebban’s shitty diapers.”
“Because they match your shitty attitude? And how did you—”
“I had to tell someone,” Roux blurts out. “Don’t be mad.”
“I’m not mad,” I say with a chuckle. “Terrence knows too.”
“You told him?” she shrieks. “He’ll tell Roan!”
“He guessed and he’s not going to tell Roan. He does, however, want to be present when we tell Roan. Terrence thinks I’m going to get my ass kicked.”
“You knocked Roux up and haven’t even put a ring on it. He’s totally going to whip your ass,” Penny chimes unhelpfully from the sofa. “Don’t you dummies have to go? Better leave before I change my mind.”
I give Roux a quick kiss before we grab our shit and go.
Sebban is all unlucky Penny’s for the night.
As much as I love the new apartment we started renting from Garrett above his physician’s office, Cal’s campground will always be home. It feels right sitting on the porch with my girl curled up in my arms while I shoot the shit with Cal. It’d be better if Roan didn’t have to be at work or Hollis didn’t have a headache. It’d be even more awesome if Terrence would get his ass here already. But it’s still pretty damn perfect.
“Where are you going to apply now that you’ve got your degree?” Roux asks Cal.
Cal takes a long swig of his beer. “Not sure. I could help Dad run the campground since he’s getting older, but that sounds boring.”
“We’re hiring,” I suggest with a smirk.
“I’m too fucking smart to wash dishes,” Cal complains. “Fuck you, Jordy.”
I shrug. “Hey, asshole, I actually like my job. Now that Renaldo isn’t breathing down Bob’s neck, he’s taking time off and letting me run shit around there. And you don’t need brains to spray slop off a plate. You just need headphones.”
Garrett, at one time, planned to expand his practice and take over the restaurant space, but once I started renting from him, he has held off. I’m not sure what his plan is, but I’m glad I still have a job for the time being.
“Pass,” Cal says grumpily. “Maybe Terrence and I will get a job with Garrett. That would be fucking hilarious. Doctors and shit.”
“You didn’t go to medical school, dumbass,” I volley back. “You actually need a brain, which you don’t have, to be a doctor.”
Cal flips me off. “You’re awfully smug for someone who refries beans.”
“You’re being a total dick tonight. Your fuck buddy taking too long?” I taunt.
“Fuck off,” Cal grumbles. “I’ve had a bad day.” He looks over at Roux, his face growing somber. “Ran into an old douchebag who likes to rough up girls.”
I stiffen. “Who?”
“You don’t know him. I wanted to beat his fucking skull in, but he left before I could do anything. Thanks to you dumbasses becoming besties with all the damn cops in Hood River, I had to keep my damn cool.”
Roux reaches over and takes Cal’s hand.
“Do I want to know?” I murmur, inhaling her hair.
“Nope,” she says primly.
“Maybe I should lick you until you tell me.”
“You could try,” she purrs, rubbing her ass on my dick.
All conversation is forgotten as I stand with my girl in my arms. Cal complains about us fucking like bunnies, but we ignore him. I carry Roux into the cabin and lock the door behind me before setting her down. She throws herself at me, attacking me in a claiming kiss. I fucking love when she gets needy for my dick.