worry about taking me, Mom. Turner is picking me up.”
Before Regina could respond, Jesse was in her room. Regina took a sip of coffee and grinned at her brother. “What a turnaround, huh?”
Reed nodded and returned the smile. “No doubt. Seeing her healthy, clean, and full of life is a true Christmas blessing. She’s a completely different girl than the one a year ago. Always knew she was an amazing gal. Just like her mom.”
“And Uncle. After all, you were instrumental in keeping the two of us from ripping each other apart once she came home from rehab. Lord, those first few months were awful.”
Reed stood and grabbed Regina’s jacket from the chair. He handed it to her and laughed, “No kidding. It was like trying to separate two wet cats. You both have horrible tempers. That trait came from Dad. I’m more of a peacemaker, like Mom.”
Sliding the jacket on, Regina snorted. “You have a lot of her traits, including her inability to shoot the side of a barn.”
“Oh, did you just toss the gauntlet of challenge at my feet?”
“Yep. You may be taller and more of a peacemaker than I am, yet I will still school you at target practice. Just like when we were kids. Some things don’t change over the years. My besting you with a gun is one of them.”
A car horn beeped, followed by Jesse bursting from her room.
“Turner’s picking me up after work and we’re going to shop for gifts. Have a good shift, Mom. Love you.”
Regina bristled. “Jesse, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Stop worrying, Mom. I’m done with my old life, I promise. We’re going to buy gifts then come right back here to wrap them, I swear.”
Biting her lip before she said something that would spark an argument, Regina remained silent while Jesse kissed her cheek. In a flash, she was out the door. Reed’s warm arm wrapped around her shoulder.
“Let it go, Sis. She’s fine. Turner Addison is a good influence on her. You can’t expect her to spend all her time at work and this house. Girl’s got to have a life—and learn to live it sober.”
“The cop in me knows that. The mother in me doesn’t.”
With a fatherly pat, Reed pushed Regina toward the front door. “The mother in you seems to forget about the ace in the hole: me. Jesse hasn’t figured out yet I am tracking her every move. Now go, concentrate on keeping the peace in Rockport from crazy rednecks. I’ve got your back, as always.”
Regina nodded and left the house, thankful for her daughter’s sobriety and her brother’s presence.
Benito finished his breakfast and stared out across the vast expanse of what was now his estate. He picked up the notebook to his right and began thumbing through the pages again, going over every detail of the year’s transactions. Satisfied he was on track with the goals he’d set out for himself two years ago, he let a small grin appear.
“Good morning, my love. My, but you seem especially happy this morning. May I dare hope it is because of the way I woke you up earlier?”
Maria’s sweet voice from behind him made Benito’s dick hard. Again. The woman was sexier than any woman he’d ever met. Her beauty was only matched in intensity by her abilities between the sheets. Benito reached around the chair, grabbing a handful of her full ass.
“Si, my treasure. You always make me happy. However, you cannot take all the credit for my mood today. It is almost Christmas, and I was just going over the books for the year. Things are so profitable I am having trouble deciding what extravagant present to give you. Any ideas you’d like to share?”
Maria squealed and jumped into Benito’s lap. “Si, mi cielo. Other than your undying love, I only wish for two things.”
Benito nuzzled her soft neck. “And they are?”
Maria groaned while grinding her hips in Benito’s lap. “Fuller breasts and the ability to say they were a gift from my future husband. I want to be at my best for my sister Teresa’s
Before Regina could respond, Jesse was in her room. Regina took a sip of coffee and grinned at her brother. “What a turnaround, huh?”
Reed nodded and returned the smile. “No doubt. Seeing her healthy, clean, and full of life is a true Christmas blessing. She’s a completely different girl than the one a year ago. Always knew she was an amazing gal. Just like her mom.”
“And Uncle. After all, you were instrumental in keeping the two of us from ripping each other apart once she came home from rehab. Lord, those first few months were awful.”
Reed stood and grabbed Regina’s jacket from the chair. He handed it to her and laughed, “No kidding. It was like trying to separate two wet cats. You both have horrible tempers. That trait came from Dad. I’m more of a peacemaker, like Mom.”
Sliding the jacket on, Regina snorted. “You have a lot of her traits, including her inability to shoot the side of a barn.”
“Oh, did you just toss the gauntlet of challenge at my feet?”
“Yep. You may be taller and more of a peacemaker than I am, yet I will still school you at target practice. Just like when we were kids. Some things don’t change over the years. My besting you with a gun is one of them.”
A car horn beeped, followed by Jesse bursting from her room.
“Turner’s picking me up after work and we’re going to shop for gifts. Have a good shift, Mom. Love you.”
Regina bristled. “Jesse, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Stop worrying, Mom. I’m done with my old life, I promise. We’re going to buy gifts then come right back here to wrap them, I swear.”
Biting her lip before she said something that would spark an argument, Regina remained silent while Jesse kissed her cheek. In a flash, she was out the door. Reed’s warm arm wrapped around her shoulder.
“Let it go, Sis. She’s fine. Turner Addison is a good influence on her. You can’t expect her to spend all her time at work and this house. Girl’s got to have a life—and learn to live it sober.”
“The cop in me knows that. The mother in me doesn’t.”
With a fatherly pat, Reed pushed Regina toward the front door. “The mother in you seems to forget about the ace in the hole: me. Jesse hasn’t figured out yet I am tracking her every move. Now go, concentrate on keeping the peace in Rockport from crazy rednecks. I’ve got your back, as always.”
Regina nodded and left the house, thankful for her daughter’s sobriety and her brother’s presence.
Benito finished his breakfast and stared out across the vast expanse of what was now his estate. He picked up the notebook to his right and began thumbing through the pages again, going over every detail of the year’s transactions. Satisfied he was on track with the goals he’d set out for himself two years ago, he let a small grin appear.
“Good morning, my love. My, but you seem especially happy this morning. May I dare hope it is because of the way I woke you up earlier?”
Maria’s sweet voice from behind him made Benito’s dick hard. Again. The woman was sexier than any woman he’d ever met. Her beauty was only matched in intensity by her abilities between the sheets. Benito reached around the chair, grabbing a handful of her full ass.
“Si, my treasure. You always make me happy. However, you cannot take all the credit for my mood today. It is almost Christmas, and I was just going over the books for the year. Things are so profitable I am having trouble deciding what extravagant present to give you. Any ideas you’d like to share?”
Maria squealed and jumped into Benito’s lap. “Si, mi cielo. Other than your undying love, I only wish for two things.”
Benito nuzzled her soft neck. “And they are?”
Maria groaned while grinding her hips in Benito’s lap. “Fuller breasts and the ability to say they were a gift from my future husband. I want to be at my best for my sister Teresa’s
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