Resisting Destiny: Sullivan Brother's Book 3 - Cayson's Story (Resisting Love - Sullivan Brothers) by Chanta Rand
Authors: Chanta Rand
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here. Well, temporarily anyway.”
The woman’s grey eyebrows jumped. “Excuse me? My son, Cayson lives here. He gave me a key, which worked until today.”
“ Cayson had to change the locks because my friend–” Destiny paused, staring at the pink Tupperware in the woman’s hands. “Is that a cake?”
“ Key Lime pie. I brought it for Cayson, but it looks like you and I could both use a piece.” Irene stepped into the entryway. “I’ll eat while you explain why my son has a strange woman living in his house.”
********
Cayson pulled into his driveway. He was dead tired. Hours of depositions and thirteen-hour work days were killing him. It didn’t help that his current client was an ignorant buffoon. But he paid Cayson’s salary, so he had to deal with his bullshit – no matter how badly he wanted to punch the man in the face.
He came through the front door and dropped his briefcase on the hardwood floors. He trudged toward his bedroom, but stopped when he heard muffled voices. All the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Destiny was normally in bed by now. There could only be one reason for the conspiratorial whispers: La’Treece must be back. Anger replaced fatigue as he barged into the kitchen.
“What the hell is going on in here?” he thundered.
The words erupted from his mouth before he could fully comprehend the scene in front of him. Destiny and his mother sat at the kitchen table, surrounded by plates of pie and cups of coffee. Destiny pinned him with her signature narrowing of the eyes. His mother’s mouth was dropped open in indignation.
Oops.
“Watch your language, young man!”
“I’m uh, sorry Ma…I just thought…I…”
Destiny stood, the fleece pajamas she wore doing nothing to hide the ample curves of her breasts. “I think I’ll turn in for the night. I’ve had a long day.” She turned to his mother. “I enjoyed talking with you, Irene.”
“Me too. Please come and visit me soon. I live right around the corner.”
Cayson’s eyes followed Destiny as she left the kitchen. The sway of her ass in those pajamas held his gaze hostage. Seeing her at work in her buttoned up blouses and slim skirts was one thing. At home, where she let her guard down was too much for him to handle.
“So,” his mother interrupted his lecherous thoughts. “I’ve heard Destiny’s version of what’s going on. Now I’m ready to hear yours.”
An hour later, after he’d had his fill of Key Lime pie and coffee, Cayson had revealed everything that had happened since he walked into Barracuda’s courtroom three weeks ago. Well, not everything. His mother would be mortified if she knew about his erotic thoughts for Destiny. And he was too embarrassed to tell her the real reason for Gracie’s grudge against him. There were some sins a man simply did not divulge to anyone.
“Let me get this straight ,” his mother confirmed after draining her second cup of coffee. You kicked Destiny’s friend out?”
“I know it sounds harsh, but I had to, Ma. La’Treece is bad news. She tried to sleep with me! I bet Destiny didn’t tell you that.”
“You’re used to females throwing themselves at you. You’re a handsome man, and I daresay I think you enjoy being the center of attention.” She ruffled his hair in jest.
“ Ma, I’m serious. It was creepy, her sneaking into my bed.” Cayson pushed his empty plate to the middle of the kitchen table. “I was prepared to forget all about it, but she started yelling at me. She flipped out. I can’t have someone like that under my roof. But I will admit I’m worried about how Destiny is taking it. They are really good friends.”
“Yes, I can tell you care for Destiny. I see it in your eyes.” She placed a hand on his. “And who could blame you? She’s a beautiful girl with a good heart.”
He was ashamed to admit Destiny’s heart was not what gave him a hard-on every time he saw her. “I’m only doing
The woman’s grey eyebrows jumped. “Excuse me? My son, Cayson lives here. He gave me a key, which worked until today.”
“ Cayson had to change the locks because my friend–” Destiny paused, staring at the pink Tupperware in the woman’s hands. “Is that a cake?”
“ Key Lime pie. I brought it for Cayson, but it looks like you and I could both use a piece.” Irene stepped into the entryway. “I’ll eat while you explain why my son has a strange woman living in his house.”
********
Cayson pulled into his driveway. He was dead tired. Hours of depositions and thirteen-hour work days were killing him. It didn’t help that his current client was an ignorant buffoon. But he paid Cayson’s salary, so he had to deal with his bullshit – no matter how badly he wanted to punch the man in the face.
He came through the front door and dropped his briefcase on the hardwood floors. He trudged toward his bedroom, but stopped when he heard muffled voices. All the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Destiny was normally in bed by now. There could only be one reason for the conspiratorial whispers: La’Treece must be back. Anger replaced fatigue as he barged into the kitchen.
“What the hell is going on in here?” he thundered.
The words erupted from his mouth before he could fully comprehend the scene in front of him. Destiny and his mother sat at the kitchen table, surrounded by plates of pie and cups of coffee. Destiny pinned him with her signature narrowing of the eyes. His mother’s mouth was dropped open in indignation.
Oops.
“Watch your language, young man!”
“I’m uh, sorry Ma…I just thought…I…”
Destiny stood, the fleece pajamas she wore doing nothing to hide the ample curves of her breasts. “I think I’ll turn in for the night. I’ve had a long day.” She turned to his mother. “I enjoyed talking with you, Irene.”
“Me too. Please come and visit me soon. I live right around the corner.”
Cayson’s eyes followed Destiny as she left the kitchen. The sway of her ass in those pajamas held his gaze hostage. Seeing her at work in her buttoned up blouses and slim skirts was one thing. At home, where she let her guard down was too much for him to handle.
“So,” his mother interrupted his lecherous thoughts. “I’ve heard Destiny’s version of what’s going on. Now I’m ready to hear yours.”
An hour later, after he’d had his fill of Key Lime pie and coffee, Cayson had revealed everything that had happened since he walked into Barracuda’s courtroom three weeks ago. Well, not everything. His mother would be mortified if she knew about his erotic thoughts for Destiny. And he was too embarrassed to tell her the real reason for Gracie’s grudge against him. There were some sins a man simply did not divulge to anyone.
“Let me get this straight ,” his mother confirmed after draining her second cup of coffee. You kicked Destiny’s friend out?”
“I know it sounds harsh, but I had to, Ma. La’Treece is bad news. She tried to sleep with me! I bet Destiny didn’t tell you that.”
“You’re used to females throwing themselves at you. You’re a handsome man, and I daresay I think you enjoy being the center of attention.” She ruffled his hair in jest.
“ Ma, I’m serious. It was creepy, her sneaking into my bed.” Cayson pushed his empty plate to the middle of the kitchen table. “I was prepared to forget all about it, but she started yelling at me. She flipped out. I can’t have someone like that under my roof. But I will admit I’m worried about how Destiny is taking it. They are really good friends.”
“Yes, I can tell you care for Destiny. I see it in your eyes.” She placed a hand on his. “And who could blame you? She’s a beautiful girl with a good heart.”
He was ashamed to admit Destiny’s heart was not what gave him a hard-on every time he saw her. “I’m only doing
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