Resisting Destiny: Sullivan Brother's Book 3 - Cayson's Story (Resisting Love - Sullivan Brothers) by Chanta Rand Page A

this because I’m under court order. Don’t start planning a wedding.”
    “ Oh!” she jumped excitedly.  “I forgot to tell you. Dane and Charly have set a date.”
    “ What? They’re getting married?”
    “Yes! Can you believe we’re having another Sullivan wedding?”
    It was the second wedding in two years. His brothers were on missions to expand the Sullivan family. His brother, Mark had gotten married to his former co-worker and business partner over a year ago. They’d opened a luxury travel resort in the Maldive Islands.  Now, his oldest brother, Dane was getting married. Cayson met his bride, Charly last year in the Maldives where the three brothers were vacationing. Charly was a beautiful woman with her own business and two teenagers. “Do you realize I’ll be an instant uncle? I’ll have a niece and nephew to spoil rotten.”
    His mother’ s grin lit up the room. “I didn’t know you liked kids.”
    “I don’t mind kids as long as they come with a generous return policy.”
    “ You mean you don’t want to be a father some day?”
    “ Pssh!” He blew a burst of air through tight lips.  “No thanks. I can barely look after myself.”
    She nodded.  “ Speaking of kids, how old is Destiny?”
    Back to that again. When would people learn she was a temptress, not a child? “Twenty-four. Why do you ask?”
    “ I thought she might want to help me volunteer at the senior center.”
    “Ma, I told you not to get too attached to her. She won’t be here permanently.”
    “ Cayson,” his mother admonished. “Don’t be rude. You can’t treat her like a stray puppy you suddenly got tired of playing with.”
    He thought back to what Destiny said the night they met. He was not treating her like shit on his shoe. If anything, he’d elevated her status in life. Got her a new wardrobe and a job all within the span of a few days. She’d hit the jackpot. And what had he gotten? Blue balls. It hardly seemed a fair exchange.
    He stood and placed their dirty dishes in the sink.  “ C’mon, Ma.  I’ll walk you home.”
     
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    Upstairs in her room, Destiny called La’Treece on the new cell phone Cayson had purchased for her yesterday.  She wanted to make sure La’Treece had the number. She lay flat on her stomach across the colorful bedspread. She cradled the phone between her ear and her shoulder, half expecting to get her best friend’s voicemail.
    “You still livin’ with that hotshot lawyer?” La’Treece quipped.
    Destiny smiled at the abrupt greeting.  Nobody could ever accuse La’Treece of beating around the bush. “Finally, you answered. I h aven’t heard from you in a week! I thought I might have to send out a missing person’s report on your ass.”
    “Girl, you better not call the laws on me.”
    Destiny laughed, happy the tension had been broken. The two caught up and filled each other in on the week’s events.  La’Treece had found a job in home health care, playing nurse a few days a week to an old lady. Destiny didn’t know how La’Treece kept finding these jobs she had no experience in. But La’Treece could be very resourceful when she wanted.
    “Listen, La’Treece,” Destiny said finally broaching the subject.  “ I’m gonna stay here until we get our apartment in a few weeks. There’s no sense in us both being worried about where we’re living.”
    “Well, I’m worried about you being there with him . Its’ not safe.”
    “ He’s harmless.”
    “ He might try to force himself on you. Like he did with me.”
    Destiny was s tarting to wonder about La’Treece’s version of events that happened that night. Cayson looked her directly in the eyes and told her La’Treece was lying. Something in her gut begged her to listen. And not just because she’d gotten to know him better.  Cayson was a good-looking man. He had women falling at his feet.  And she had to admit, she liked what she saw too.  Sometimes, when he wasn’t looking, she