A Davenport Christmas: A Bad Boys Serial Novel (Always With You Book 1) by Leighton M

A Davenport Christmas: A Bad Boys Serial Novel (Always With You Book 1) by Leighton M

Author:Leighton, M. [Leighton, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: M. Leighton Books
Published: 2015-01-30T08:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER SIX- CASH

The taste of my wife’s luscious body is still lingering on my tongue as I make my way to the club’s double front doors. I’m smiling when I unlock one side. Even seeing my mother-in-law’s scrunched up face awaiting me does nothing to ruin my mood.

I’d never give this woman a passing thought if it weren’t for Olivia, but what bothers her bothers me. And Olivia’s mother bothers her. A helluva lot. Tracey never misses the chance to take shots at Olivia. She’s like a grumpy dog nipping at her daughter’s heels. I don’t care that she doesn’t approve of me, but being so vocal about it–and about every other damn thing that she doesn’t like about the world–hurts Olivia. And that pisses me off .

“Ma’am,” I say, nodding stiffly as I step back from the door to give her room to enter. She does so, her haughty head held high. She passes me in a wash of expensive perfume, followed closely by her weak-as-dishwater husband.

When he passes, he nods and I nod. I extend a hand, which he takes. I wonder sometimes if he’s as miserable as I picture him to be. Probably not since he stays with her, but I could be wrong. I don’t even pretend to understand the dynamic of couples like this.

“Where’s my daughter?” she asks in her Ice Queen way.

“She’s getting ready. She’ll be out shortly. Can I offer you a drink while you wait?” I almost choke on the words. I’d much rather be offering her a cement ankle bracelet and a dive off a tall, tall bridge.

“Vodka tonic. Lyle will have the same,” she says, handing me her light coat.

My smile is tight as I take it. I turn and head for the bar, rounding it and laying her coat on the back counter. For a second, I’m tempted to dump the damn thing on the floor and stomp on it as I pour their drinks. But I don’t. Because Olivia means more to me than her mother (and that bitch’s feelings toward me) ever will.

I haven’t even finished pouring three stiff drinks yet when another knock sounds at the door.

What the hell?

Before I can get out from behind the bar to answer it, Olivia’s mother does. I see her body language change and I know before he comes into sight who has arrived.

Olivia’s father, Darrin.

Lyle gets up and walks to his wife, putting his hand at her waist in a show of support. They both take a step back and then I see Darrin. He nods to Lyle and to his ex-wife, his expression polite but strained.

“Lyle. Tracey.” It’s obvious he can’t wait to get away, so when he spots me standing behind the bar, he doesn’t waste any time getting to me.

I smile when he takes a stool and says, “Whatever you’re making, make one more.” I smother a laugh when he widens and then rolls his eyes.

“You got it.”

Before I can ask why he’s already here, he offers an explanation.



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