think so? Don’t you think all of the haters should just kiss our ass? I know I do. Especially my dad. He can kiss my ass.”
“Shayne, I don’t want you to lose your job. We need to think about the kids. If you don’t want me working we’ve got to be responsible.” Her concern was the same as mine.
“I’m goin’ to talk to my uncle tomorrow mornin’. Maybe we can all work somethin’ out. Don’t worry about me bein’ unemployed. As much of a dick as my dad is bein’, he won’t stop payin’ me. He acts like an asshole, but somewhere inside of that fat-head of his, he has a heart. He doesn’t want his grandkids to be homeless, trust me.”
That was the truth. We may be butting heads, but he wouldn’t ever want his family in hardship. I’d seen him do everything to save my aunt, so I knew most of his arguments were a bluff.
Ash relaxed and rested her cheek on my chest. “I hope you’re right.”
I closed my eyes, feeling content with our situation. My uncle didn’t know I was going to ask, but I felt as if I needed a reprieve from my father. If he thought I was really seeking a different job, he might chill out and give me some much needed slack. There was a time when our paths barely crossed on the job. Now, all of the sudden, he was in my shit almost every day.
Something had to give.
When I finally let myself fall asleep, I dreamed about living in an old farm house that I’d seen for sale on the way home. I’d had a friend that grew up there and his family lost it when times got tough. The dream was so vivid that when I woke to a screaming baby, I sat up and looked around, as if we’d be in that house.
It was enough to make me wonder if it wasn’t a sign for me to look into buying it. We couldn’t live in an apartment forever. The twins were going to need a yard to run around in and I was going to make sure they had it. Hell or high water, they were going to want for nothing, even if I had to suffer the wrath of my father each and every day for the rest of his life.
Chapter 8
Ashley
For the record, anal sex wasn’t my cup of tea. I did my best giving Sh ayne something more than a blow-job. When I got up in the middle of the night to feed the twins I felt like I’d been blessed with hemorrhoids. Far be it from me to take away from Shayne’s happiness. He’d finally gotten a little more than he was used to. I had to admit that it did make me feel closer to him. Maybe I was just scared that if I didn’t give him more, he would go somewhere else to get it.
The twins only got up two times in the middle of the night, so I felt more rested than I had since I’d had them. Much to my surprise, Shayne was up early holding Beka when I walked into the kitchen. He leaned over and kissed me before handing her to me. “I need to get goin’. I’m meetin’ my uncle at his shop before I go into work. My sister will be here in an hour. If she’s not, start blowin’ up her phone.”
“Why would I do that?”
“Because I’m paying her a hundred bucks a week to sit around here with you and help with anything you need done. She’s lookin’ for a job and until she finds one, she can make good use with her time. Besides, she owes me for a million times she’s interfered in my business.”
“Shayne, if she doesn’t want to be here, we can’t force her.”
“The hell we can’t. She’s coming. Make sure you have pants on.” He kissed me slowly, letting his lips linger over mine. “Thank you for last night, Ash. I know it wasn’t anything memorable, but it meant a lot to be so close to you.”
I placed small kisses around his lips. “It was nice.” Just not nice enough for me to ever beg for it again. He didn’t have to know that, though. “I just wanted to be close to you.”
“We’ve got plenty of time, Ash. There’s no hurry. I mean, it’s going to be the best night of my life, I already know that.”
My cheeks heated up hearing him say that. I’d never
“Shayne, I don’t want you to lose your job. We need to think about the kids. If you don’t want me working we’ve got to be responsible.” Her concern was the same as mine.
“I’m goin’ to talk to my uncle tomorrow mornin’. Maybe we can all work somethin’ out. Don’t worry about me bein’ unemployed. As much of a dick as my dad is bein’, he won’t stop payin’ me. He acts like an asshole, but somewhere inside of that fat-head of his, he has a heart. He doesn’t want his grandkids to be homeless, trust me.”
That was the truth. We may be butting heads, but he wouldn’t ever want his family in hardship. I’d seen him do everything to save my aunt, so I knew most of his arguments were a bluff.
Ash relaxed and rested her cheek on my chest. “I hope you’re right.”
I closed my eyes, feeling content with our situation. My uncle didn’t know I was going to ask, but I felt as if I needed a reprieve from my father. If he thought I was really seeking a different job, he might chill out and give me some much needed slack. There was a time when our paths barely crossed on the job. Now, all of the sudden, he was in my shit almost every day.
Something had to give.
When I finally let myself fall asleep, I dreamed about living in an old farm house that I’d seen for sale on the way home. I’d had a friend that grew up there and his family lost it when times got tough. The dream was so vivid that when I woke to a screaming baby, I sat up and looked around, as if we’d be in that house.
It was enough to make me wonder if it wasn’t a sign for me to look into buying it. We couldn’t live in an apartment forever. The twins were going to need a yard to run around in and I was going to make sure they had it. Hell or high water, they were going to want for nothing, even if I had to suffer the wrath of my father each and every day for the rest of his life.
Chapter 8
Ashley
For the record, anal sex wasn’t my cup of tea. I did my best giving Sh ayne something more than a blow-job. When I got up in the middle of the night to feed the twins I felt like I’d been blessed with hemorrhoids. Far be it from me to take away from Shayne’s happiness. He’d finally gotten a little more than he was used to. I had to admit that it did make me feel closer to him. Maybe I was just scared that if I didn’t give him more, he would go somewhere else to get it.
The twins only got up two times in the middle of the night, so I felt more rested than I had since I’d had them. Much to my surprise, Shayne was up early holding Beka when I walked into the kitchen. He leaned over and kissed me before handing her to me. “I need to get goin’. I’m meetin’ my uncle at his shop before I go into work. My sister will be here in an hour. If she’s not, start blowin’ up her phone.”
“Why would I do that?”
“Because I’m paying her a hundred bucks a week to sit around here with you and help with anything you need done. She’s lookin’ for a job and until she finds one, she can make good use with her time. Besides, she owes me for a million times she’s interfered in my business.”
“Shayne, if she doesn’t want to be here, we can’t force her.”
“The hell we can’t. She’s coming. Make sure you have pants on.” He kissed me slowly, letting his lips linger over mine. “Thank you for last night, Ash. I know it wasn’t anything memorable, but it meant a lot to be so close to you.”
I placed small kisses around his lips. “It was nice.” Just not nice enough for me to ever beg for it again. He didn’t have to know that, though. “I just wanted to be close to you.”
“We’ve got plenty of time, Ash. There’s no hurry. I mean, it’s going to be the best night of my life, I already know that.”
My cheeks heated up hearing him say that. I’d never
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