Forever Too Far by Abbi Glines Page B

names. I hate her because she took you from me. I can blame her. She took the only family I had who loved me. All you do now is correct me and talk down to me. You haven’t even called me since I left the hospital,” she spat and bolted up. “I’m done trying to make you all love me. I shouldn’t have to try so hard. I hope you’re all happy!” She ran from the room and her heels clicked down the hall and up the steps. I wasn’t sure if she was actually leaving or going to throw a fit and see who would follow. I’d followed for too long. I’d helped make her this way.
         “Fuck. I needed you around here all along. You can get rid of her with no problem. Damn , that was easy,” Kiro said as he sank down onto the sofa and propped his feet up, crossing them at the ankles. His hand still clutched the rum and his cigarette still hung out of his mouth. “Sit down and tell me about that girl I ain’t met yet. You sure ran outta here fast when Princess dropped her shirt.”
         The woman’s name wasn’t Princess. That was what he called all the women he screwed. He told me when I was younger that if you called them all the same thing then when you shot your load you wouldn’t be caught moaning the wrong name. I’d thought he was a genius back then. Maybe he was in the artist category but with women he was an idiot. It was a miracle he still had a dick. He’d stuck it in so many places I’d be worried it was gonna fall off.
         “Princess had a fine pussy too. Shoulda seen it. All pink and waxed. I think she even oiled that thing for me.”
         “Don’t want to hear about it. Not why I’m here,” I interrupted him before he could go any further.
         Kiro laughed and took a pull from his bottle. “She sucked like a damn vacuum too,” he said.
         “Daddy , please. I don’t need the mental images that go along with that.” Harlow’s voice had me snapping my head around to look for Blaire. She was standing beside Harlow with a pale blue and white striped dress that had long sleeves. The neckline dipped too low, showing off her cleavage that was only getting better and better with this pregnancy. It also hit several inches above the knee and she was barefoot.
         “Well, I’ll be damned , she’s one more mouth watering morsel. I’d offer you my lap sweetheart, but I think your man just might castrate me if I got too close.”
        “I’d do more than that,” I growled , shooting a warning glare at Kiro before walking over to Blaire.
     “You never sent food up so we came down here looking for something. Everything was quiet in the house so we figured Nan had left,” Harlow explained.
     Shit. I’d forgotten the food. “I’m sorry, baby. Nan was screaming and I forgot. Come on, let me feed you.”
         “I already have the new cook, Mr. Branders, fixing us some chicken salad,” Harlow replied.
         Blaire squeezed my arm. “I’m okay. Stop looking so upset.”
         Dealing with my family was not what I needed right now. I had Blaire to take care of and our baby. Why had I agreed to come out here? Blaire didn’t belong around this kind of lifestyle. The smell of cigarette smoke met my nose and I turned Blaire around and moved her toward the door. “Let’s get you out of here. He’s smoking,” I explained.
         “You really making her leave ‘cause I’m smoking?” Kiro asked with an amused tone.
         I didn’t even answer him. I just kept moving Blaire to the door. I was tempted to tell her not to breathe until I could get her to fresh air. I had to get this Nan shit straightened out and fast. Blaire needed the fresh clean air in Rosemary not this nicotine infested place.
         “Leave him alone,” Harlow scolded Kiro softly.
         “ Dean wasn’t shitting me. The boy has done gone and got himself a pussy,” Kiro called out with a hoot of laughter.
         I clenched my teeth and kept