Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
If Leanne were smart, she would leave now while she still had some pride and dignity about her.
“Amy, no offense, sweetie, but you would have gotten your ass kicked, and I still would have had to step in. Just leave it be. What’s done is now done. I’m not promising to keep my cool when I’m around her, and I’m not saying I’m going to try, either. But I can promise that I won’t go starting trouble with her if she doesn’t start anything with me.” I looked at Luke who was studying me quietly. “Keep her away from me, and shit will stay down. The moment she opens up her mouth though, shit will hit the roof again, alright?”
“Tell that to Travis,” Luke muttered, nodding his head to the entrance of the living room.
I looked over my shoulder and saw Travis standing under the archway to the living room. A man in a suit was standing beside him holding a briefcase. Travis was seething. If fire could shoot out of his eyes, I’d be burnt to a fucking crisp.
I bit my lip. “Hi, Travis,” I said, smiling meekly, “back already?”
I wasn’t afraid of Travis by any means, but I didn’t want to jeopardize our relationship so early.
Fuck me, I was going soft.
“Just what in the fucking hell were you thinking?!” he roared.
14
I stood up from the couch as Travis stepped into the room. “Sit back down – right now,” he ground out through clenched teeth. He forced his jaw to relax as I dropped back down onto the couch. “Luke, give me that ice pack you’re holding.”
I watched Travis with wary eyes as he sat down beside me, taking the ice pack from Luke’s hand. He put it against my swollen jaw. “So, tell me just what in the fucking hell you were thinking when you decided to fucking fight Leanne. You’re pregnant, Katie. You should have just let it be, and I would have handled it for you.”
I rolled my eyes at him. Didn’t he understand that I didn’t want him or anyone else to take care of my business? I wasn’t that kind of girl. I always handled my problems without help from anyone, and I didn’t plan on stopping that now. Besides, if I allowed Travis to take care of my problems with Leanne, she would think that I was weak, and I couldn’t have that. I needed her to know that I was someone to fear, and I was definitely not one she wanted to fucking cross.
“Travis, I don’t want you or anyone else solving my problems. I can handle my own shit.”
He clenched his jaw and jumped up from the couch, running a hand through his hair in frustration. Oh, boy; he was royally pissed.
“Damn it, Katie!” he roared, glaring down at me. I barely kept myself from flinching. “This isn’t just about you anymore! For fuck’s sake, you’re pregnant, and not just pregnant with anyone’s child, but you’re pregnant with my child!” His eyes were blazing with fury as he glared down at me.
“So, I’m supposed to just fucking let her walk all over me?!” I yelled at him, jumping up from the couch so I could glare up at him better. I felt intimidated sitting down on the couch with him standing above me and yelling down at me. I didn’t like feeling as if he had the upper hand. “She fucking hit me first, Travis! It’s not like I fucking took the first swing!”
“It doesn’t matter whether or not you took the first swing!” he roared, stepping towards me so we were practically chest to chest. “Katie, you’re pregnant! You can’t just go around fighting people! What fucking part of that don’t you understand?!”
I shoved past him, knocking my shoulder against his side as I stormed out of the room and up the stairs. I wasn’t going to sit around and fucking listen to him talk to me like that. He better fucking get over himself and shut the hell up about the stupid ass fight because I was who I was, and I wasn’t going to change the way I was and the way I handled things just because Travis had a fucking problem with it. I liked Travis a lot, but I would never like anyone enough to change me. That was just pure bullshit.
When I entered the bedroom, I got shoved against the wall. I didn’t even have time to react before Travis’s lips covered mine, swallowing my gasp of surprise. He pulled back and yanked my shirt over my head. Reaching behind me, he unclasped my bra, throwing it across the room. I clawed at his shirt, but I didn’t have time to pull it over his head before he lifted me up into the air and pulled a nipple into his mouth, biting it. I moaned, wrapping my legs around him, clinging to him as he sucked my nipple so hard that it almost caused pain. He walked toward the bed and dropped me down on it, breathing heavily. “This isn’t going to be sweet,” he said harshly. “If it gets to be too much for you, then fucking let me know.”