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)
“This was fun daddy, we should do this more often.” My daughter laid her head on my shoulder and put her arm through mine as we left the restaurant.
I ran my hand over my little girl’s hair and felt that same emotion in my heart as I did the day she was born. “We will Bear, we will,” my teenager likes me; I’m badass.
Mengele was about at the end of her tether so I lifted her with my other arm and carried her back to the truck. Her little arms were wrapped tight around my neck as she snuggled in, melting my heart. Crazy fuck.
I guess Kat’s and Elena’s genes had to show up somewhere. She kissed my cheek but didn’t say anything in answer to her sister’s words and I had to admit once again that it hadn’t been such a bad idea after all.
The boys followed us back to the house and waited for us to head inside before pulling out. The two in the guesthouse said goodnight so I knew everything was fine at least for tonight.
I put the little one to bed and thanked my oldest
for a lovely evening. I sounded like a total douche nozzle but I wanted to teach my little girl what a young lady like herself should expect from a gentleman.
That thought gave me heartburn so I switched it off quick. It’s never too far from my mind that one day soon she’s gonna go off and have a life that doesn’t involve her old man.
I know I’m not the first motherfucker to have a daughter like Kat and Elena’s meddling asses are always reminding me, but fuck if I care about that shit.
I don’t know and don’t care two fucks what everyone else does, she’s my kid. That’s a part of me walking around out there, and I have every right to feel and act the way I do. Fuck that shit.
I know I’m not alone in my thinking though, because the SEALs and the rest of the crew have pretty much the same ideas. All real men do.
The nosy one I’m married to was sitting up in bed pretending to read a book. We both knew she was waiting up to grill my ass. The Feds ain’t got shit on her and her fuckery.
“Didn’t I tell you to go to bed early?” She was tiring a lot easier with this pregnancy and I wanted her in bed and off her feet at a decent hour.
Of the two of us I’m the only one who seems to realize that she’s lugging three human beings around and that shit can’t be easy.
Dinner had run a little late because my girls and I were having a nice conversation and the time got away. They didn’t have school tomorrow so it was all good. But it was way past this one’s bedtime.
“But I wanted...” I glared at her hardheaded ass. “Kat, what time did you get up this morning?”
“I know but it was your first time eating out alone with the girls and I just wanted to see how everything went.”
What the fuck, I eat with them every damn day. What’s the big deal? “I asked you what time you woke up this morning Katarina.”
She shrugged her shoulders and looked up at me and I knew her ass was gonna lie. “I don’t know, six, seven.” Lying ass.
She gave me one of Mengele’s innocent looks; that’s where she got that shit. If she’s anything like
this one I’m doubly fucked. I squinted at her but that shit didn’t phase her one fuck.
“Four a fucking clock that’s what time you woke up. I know because I was up with you rubbing your back and your feet.” I pulled my shirt off over my head and threw it on the chair.
“Well if getting up with me is such a bother you don’t have to.” Crazy lady flounced down on the pillow and turned her back to me. Why…the fuck…me?
I finished getting undressed and climbed into bed behind her, pulling her carefully into my arms with her back still turned. I let my dick brush against her thigh through the soft silk nightie as I leaned over her.
“You trying to get your ass spanked right. Why the fuck would I be mad about getting up with my wife who happens to be carrying my children?” She didn’t answer but that pout was hard to miss.
I took a deep breath and tried to figure out what the hell was wrong with her this time. Her pregnant ass could destroy a nation with her fucking moods.
I reminded myself that she might not be exactly sane at this point, what with three kids tumbling around in there and bathroom runs every half an hour or so like she’d been on a bender.