Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Of course that wasn’t gonna happen and it wasn’t long before she got the other females riled up with their shit. It’s always a pleasure to watch these boys handle their shit, and the fact that they were all on my side just made shit sweeter.
The kid didn’t seem to know that his life was in danger because he was walking around my house like king fucking shit.
“Hank, how hungry were those sharks?”
“Colt my man I feel your pain and as much as I’m on your side the kid’s got to do something to deserve my brand of punishment.”
“I don’t give a fuck how innocent he is. He keep sniffing around my kid he’s gonna become a statistic.” That just started off a whole new slew of comments. All of which pretty much sided with me.
To add insult to injury, the women all fawned over him, he was the fucking star of the show. I’ma gut his ass and leave him for the birds. I totally lost my shit when it came time to decide where his ass was gonna sleep.
His seventeen year old ass had planned to stay in a hotel his parents had paid for but my nosy ass wife and mother decided that wasn’t gonna work for them.
“If by some miracle he ends up sleeping under my roof he won’t make it ‘til morning.” I whispered that shit to Kat while she was sitting at the table eating some green shit the women had concocted.
Elena’s enabling ass decided to take him to her house; traitorous fuck! The pothead didn’t give a fuck. Now that the crisis was over he was back to hitting the pipe like his life depended on it.
The only support I had were the guys, who were out numbered and out talked by the hen pack. “Dude, these women are vicious as fuck.” Tyler sat beside me as we took in the room and its
occupants.
Dinner was over and everyone was winding down. My wife and kids were safe and healthy, our friends had staged an impromptu party to replace the baby shower and you wouldn’t believe some dark shit had gone down in the last few days.
I never had a free moment even with all these extra hands around because like all my kids, my triplets only wanted daddy.
People say they’re too young to know but I know this shit and when my little girls look up at me and yawn with their little hands waving in the air, I know they know me. Either by scent, heartbeat, voice.
I don’t know how the fuck they do it, but every last one of my kids do that shit. Cayleigh, Cayla, and Cady, were no different. Daddy’s little angels; or the next generation of hell-raisers.
Yes all my daughters have names that begin with C like me, and their mother can bitch all she wants and get the ovary brigade on her side, I give a fuck. They’re mine.
I sent Elena home when she started dragging ass and once everyone was out of my house and I’d done my walkthrough I headed for bed. My ass was beyond tired. This one was wide a fucking wake.
“Why are you up?”
“I’m not sleepy.” I guess she didn’t think I was supposed to be either since she had my side of the bed covered with her baby loot.
“Where you plan on putting all that shit? I thought you were gonna use Mengele’s baby shit?” Fucking kids have more clothes than me and they aren’t even a week old.
“We have more than enough space since you expanded the nursery. I still think you’re going too far with the other additions. By the time they’re ready to be in their own room, Caitlin and the twins are going to be away at college…”
I headed for the shower without answering her ass. She’s always in an all fired hurry to get rid of my kid. That’s why she’d stayed her ass up, just to annoy me.
“Caitie’s bedroom is going to stay hers until she’s fifty.” I poked my head back out the door to deliver that parting shot before slamming the shit again.
Her ornery ass was still awake when I came out half an hour later. “I’m tired Kat, you and your kids kept my ass running for twenty-four hours straight. I suggest you put that shit away and take your ass to sleep.”
I took the shit off the bed and put it on a chair before turning out the light. She grumbled at my ass all the way. “I wasn’t done Colton Lyon.” Her huffy ass!
“Listen superwoman, I know it’s gonna take about another six months before you come back down to earth but some of us don’t have an overdose of estrogen running through their shit. Go to sleep.”
I carefully pulled her onto my chest and held her hoping that would be enough but nope, she wanted to talk. “Aren’t our girls the most adorable?” I rolled my eyes and held her closer.