Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
I made sure my little princesses were strapped in after they had a little scuffle over who was sitting up front next to daddy. I held my tongue and minded my own.
I guess Caitiebear won that round because I heard misery mutter ‘fine but I get to sit up front on the way back.’ Why the fuck me? We hadn’t even made it out the driveway.
Of course the game of fifty questions started as soon as I pulled out of the driveway and I tried to keep up with her shit while her big sister played on her phone.
“Put it away Caitiebear.” Damn kid lived on that thing. If she knew I read all her shit she wouldn’t be on it as much I’m sure.
Lucky for her I haven’t found anything incriminating so far. She’s still talking to that boy. I guess his ass didn’t move far enough away. Too bad!
The fuckers who’d sent her that message a few months ago hadn’t tried anything since but I was still on high alert.
I had every bell and whistle on the market on all her shit. Short of taking them away from her and unleashing the wrath of the hen pack, it’s the best I can do.
Her nosy ass mother doesn’t know and still doesn’t have a clue that I have her ass tagged as well, which makes my life easy. But ain’t shit I can do about my kid becoming a teenage beauty. Fuck!
She closed her phone and gave me one of those teenage looks that was supposed to make me feel like an imbecile. Good luck with that.
I’ve outsmarted Kat’s ass all these years, her ringers aren’t going to get anything over on me. So far I’ve been lucky, they’re all good kids…and then there’s the little one.
I eyed the backseat to make sure Hitler’s youth wasn’t doing some shit back there that she wasn’t supposed to, before turning my attention back to my firstborn.
“How’s school going?” I addressed the question to both of them. Caitlin just shrugged but the terror in the back had a lot to say.
She had a tale for every damn day of the week. “They’re gonna put you away the next time you get caught doing that fuc…I mean stuff in their lab.”
I should be so damn lucky. Fucking kid is worst now that she has all these new uncles and aunts to spoil her demented ass.
At least once a week there’s a Fed Ex truck in my driveway delivering something for her to tinker with, because the SEALs and their women are convinced she’s some sort of prodigy and keep sending her shit.
My ass! I’m coming to believe more and more that Elena and her daughter in law are right. This one was sent here for the sole purpose of driving my ass nuts.
What her mother hasn’t achieved in all these years, her little five year old ass is trying her best to. It’s her smarts that scares me most of all. I know she’s got me beat and I’m no dummy. Fucking kid is going to keep me on my ass for the rest of my life.
I hear other people bragging about how intelligent their little spawns are and I wonder if they sleep with one eye open like I’ve had to learn to.
I’m convinced though, that there isn’t another like her anywhere in the world. I’m already fearing her teen years and the kid’s not even six yet. That just goes to show what kind of pressure I’m under.
I listened to her rattle on and on while paying attention to the road and hoping we made it through dinner without any mishaps. Fuck!
When she started in on the boyfriend shit I was ready to pull every damn hair out of my head.
“Catalina, how many times must I tell you? You don’t have a boyfriend, you can’t have one of those until you’re at least thirty-five.”
“Oh daddy that’s just silly. Mommy’s that age now and she has all of us already. Besides I don’t want to get married, I like all of them. Who’s gonna help me choose?”
That’s it, I’m sending her ass to a convent in Switzerland. Preferably something far from civilization with high security because sure as fuck she’d escape.
She’d probably burn the shit down. Now she was on some shit about her sister having a boyfriend so why can’t she. I felt a migraine coming on and the evening hadn’t even started. Fucking Kat…
I saw the boys coming up behind us on their rides and relaxed. Ever since I got tangled up with the SEALs and their fuckery I keep my kids and my wife under heavy guard.
If this shit goes on much longer I’m heading out on my own to end these fucks. Evil ass fuckers! The SEALs had cleaned up some of the mess but there was still more to be done and the shit was taking way too long for my liking.