Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
I told him what I heard and saw and wanted to get the fuck out. “You got what you need? I’ve been here way too long.” I was getting a little itchy around the collar and that feeling from before was now as persistent as a sore tooth.
He nodded and started to say something, which I was sure was an invitation to dinner from his wife. I declined before he could ask and walked out of the room beating feet for the exit door.
“That’s him daddy, that’s the man who saved me.” Fuck I am. I moved even faster towards the exit but the man caught up to me. “Sir, sir…” I gritted my teeth as my hand reached for the door.
The only thing that stopped me was that feeling that I’d felt for the first time tonight just after her first scream, the feeling that refuses to leave me the fuck alone. Fucking instincts will get me every time.
I scanned her quickly as I turned to face her old man. No fucking way this shit could be about her, too young and so not my type. And if it was some kind of warning signal that she was in danger, that shit is not my problem.
“I just wanted to say thanks for saving my little girl.” He looked close to tears. No wonder she was out there getting her ass thrown around, what the fuck was this one crying about? Man the fuck up and grow a pair.
Put her little drunk ass in shackles somewhere in your damn house and keep her from being a damn menace so innocent people don’t have to save her ass from assholes in the middle of the damn night. Did this fucker just sniffle?
I almost barked out an order for him to man the fuck up, but I reminded myself that he wasn’t one of my recruits. Instead I gritted my teeth and nodded my head. Don’t say shit Braden it’s none of your business how this man raise his kid.
“It’s not a problem, I’m just glad that she’s okay.” I grumbled some shit under my breath that was not fit for company and since this neglectful fuck hadn’t done anything to me personally, he wasn’t deserving of.
I started to turn away again but the woman stopped me this time. “Please, you must let us thank you.”
“No need!” For fuck sake let me go.
“Who are you, sir?” Any second now this fuck is gonna invite me to Sunday dinner.
“This is my brother Mr. Sedgwick.” My nosy ass brother came out of his office and met us at the door. I glared at him and moved to open the door again but he gave me that disappointed little brother look. Fuck! Asshole.
I stayed put and promised myself to put my foot up his ass first chance I get. He knows damn good and well how much I hate shit like this. And these two did not disappoint.
They fell all over their faces trying to thank me when all the while I was biting my tongue not to tell them what I really thought of them.
It’s not like I’m politically correct or any of that horseshit people throw around to keep their asses lying. I’ve never had that problem, never cared too much what anyone else thought so I don’t really give a fuck.
But though I think they should keep a better watch over their kid so people don’t have to save her ass, I wasn’t in the mood for a discussion. And I needed to get the fuck away from her and this feeling.
3
Braden
I accepted their thanks while their daughter just stood there looking at me like I was a science project. What the fuck! I made my escape and got the hell out of dodge. For some reason unbeknownst to me, I had to take one last look back at her. That fucking feeling again.
She was staring at me through the damn glass door with that stupefied look on her face. I booked it to my truck and climbed in. I raced back to my place in twenty minutes and only breathed easy again when I walked into the cabin.
I gave Harley’s horny ass a glare. “You were after that bitch down the street again weren’t you?” He gave me his guilty face with his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth and that puppy dog look in his eyes.
“Horny sod. Her owner’s gonna shoot your ass the next time he catches you over there.” Little fucker had bred the people’s prize winning dog a year ago. No matter what we do we can’t keep those two apart.
He whined in his throat and walked over to his bowl. I fed him and cussed his ass out. If he’d been home he would’ve eaten those two assholes, saved the girl and left my ass out of it.