Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 190(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
“I’ll see you soon. I love you.”
“I love you too.” I ended the call and continued my drive. I’m just getting back from class for the day when I pull up to the apartment. It’s a gorgeous, warm day with little to no wind, so I have the windows down. My hair is pinned up in a tight ponytail and Julian’s not coming home tonight, so I don’t have to worry about it looking a mess from the breeze.
My cell phone rings, and I pick it up. “Hey, Kate, how’s it going?”
“I miss you, girl. You haven’t been around since that day. Did your bossy guard dog punish you for getting caught by the cops?”
“Yes and no. Julian punished me in a very good way. We’re together.”
“What?”
“Julian and I are engaged,” I squeal, bubbling with excitement. I’m so in love it’s adorably pathetic.
“Are you freaking kidding me? Oh my gosh, girl. You are so freaking lucky. That man is so damn fine, and I knew he was keeping tabs on you for a reason.”
“I guess so. He wanted to protect me while he was at work.” I noticed my guards and even said hello to them when I visited Steeleville with his mom. They nearly paled when they saw me as if they were going to get Julian in trouble.
“Yeah, and keep all the college guys away too.” I would be offended by that, but my man was faithful to me, so it’s only fair that he was trying to level the playing field. The damn man is obsessed.
I put up the windows, turn off the engine and then hop out of the car.
“What the fuck?” I’m about to knock this bitch out. I can’t believe she showed up here after everything she’s done. “Hey, Kate, I got to let you go. I got this bitch that doesn’t know what the fuck no means.”
“Do you need help?”
“Nope, Julian’s guard dogs are lurking,” I reminded her. I ended the call and stand right in front of Linda who was about ten feet our apartment door. “Do you have a motherfucking problem?”
“Who are you?” Linda asked.
“I’m Julian’s fiancée. Who the hell are you?” I questioned, already knowing the answer, but wanting to hear it from her mouth.
“I’m the mother of his child.”
A laugh of disbelief falls from me. “Oh, please spare me. I already know you didn’t sleep with Julian.” As I’m about to walk away and when my brother Drake hops out of his rental.
“Linda, why are you harassing my sister?” Drake barks out, storming toward us.
She squints her eyes at my brother. “You look familiar.”
“You don’t remember who you fucked?” I bark out in contempt.
“What? You and I never…” She shakes her head in disgust as if my brother’s ugly which he’s not. If anything, he’s hot, not to me of course, but girls love him and that’s why he has so many flings.
He crosses his arms and nods. “Yes we sure the fuck did, and Julian ran into you in the kitchen that morning, but then went to work.”
She continues to shake her head in confusion. “Wait…that doesn’t make any sense. I don’t remember you, but I remember him.” There’s a pity I actually feel for this woman as a sick realization hits me. Her mind has events twisted and I’m not sure if it’s because of alcohol or something else, but I trust my man and my brother.
“You think you fucked him here?” Drake asked, sounding concerned, pointing to the apartment.
“Yes, I remember going out and then my memory is fuzzy. I had great sex, but it was dark and then he offered me some coffee the next morning before leaving for work.”
“He might have offered you coffee, but you were in bed with me that night. Julian was my roommate. He was pissed about all the women coming and going, but he’s still a gentleman and civil. And most certainly, he doesn’t bring women home.”
She presses her hand to her head, tears welling up in her eyes. “How could I not remember anything?”
“How smashed were you?”
“I was pretty drunk. It was a bad couple of days for me.” She bites down on her bottom lip and I wonder if there’s a story behind it, but it’s not my problem as long as she stops harassing Julian.
“We were both pretty wasted, but I’m sure I used protection that night.”
“I’m confused. I need to go.” She gets in her car and drives off. Damn, she shouldn’t drive off like that when she’s that emotional.
I grab my brother’s bicep and say, “I think you need to talk to her. If she’s pregnant with your baby…”
He presses his hand to his forehead, looking at her fleeting vehicle and then back at me. “I know. Fuck, I swear Linda was all over me and we had a great time. How did she not remember me and think she screwed Julian?” My brother looked truly defeated. Did he actually like her or was he feeling something closer to a blow to his ego?