A Father's Fight by Salsbury JB

Author:Salsbury, JB [Salsbury, JB]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Kobo
ISBN: 9990049760991
Publisher: J.B. Salsbury
Published: 2015-01-25T05:00:00+00:00

Twelve

Blake

It’s eight fifteen a.m. when we pull up to the airport. I thought I’d be up all night with worry, but with our making love in The Room combined with Layla’s warm body pressed against mine, I slept like the dead.

Even now, as I hop out of the Rubicon at the terminal curbside, I feel pretty good about seeing my folks. I still don’t know what the hell’s going on, but my gut tells me it’s some form of fence mending that’ll give them access to their first grandchild.

Braeden passes me and stops short as he rounds the hood to take the driver’s seat. “I’m taking care of your girl.” He holds up a set of car keys. “You take care of mine.” He lifts an eyebrow over his Maverick-wanna-be sunglasses. “Do you remember where she is?”

I snag his keys and shove them in my pocket. “Long-term parking, spot J-32.”

“Yes, and I swear to God if you so much as rip one in my car I’ll know”—he rakes his sunglasses up on his head, eyes narrowed—“and I will hunt you down.”

“Idiot.” I shove past him and roll my eyes at his answering chuckle.

Since the Jeep is lifted, I asked Layla to stay in and told her I’d come around to say goodbye. I open the passenger-side door, and she’s pressing buttons on her phone, texting maybe. She shoves her phone into her purse and smiles a little bigger than I appreciate.

“Shit, baby, don’t look so broken up over my leaving.” I pull her into my arms for a long hug, and she wraps hers around me as best she can at the awkward angle.

“You said you’d be home by dinner.” She pulls back and rests her forehead against mine. “What did you expect? Tears?”

I kiss the tip of her nose. “You cry during cat litter commercials, Mouse. So yeah, I fuckin’ expected tears.”

She shakes her head, our foreheads still touching. “If you chase around a feather at the end of a stick, then I’ll see what I can do for you.”

Brae climbs into the driver’s seat. “Don’t worry, bro. I’ll take good care of your woman.” His eyebrows pinch together in concentration. “Let me see if I remember your instructions.” He pinches the bridge of his nose. “Oh, okay, yeah . . . lots of Vikings reruns, cuddles, and a sponge bath. In that order.” He winks.

I glare at him, but my lips curl into a smile. “Right, and I’ll make sure to wash your car with a baseball bat and battery acid before I leave.”

“Hm, oil massages are great for pregnant women I hear, and something about kegels, which I’m excited to learn more about.”

I burst into laughter, wondering if my brother did an Internet search on pregnancy to stockpile ammo to use against me. “I’m thinking I might need to do a little four-wheeling in a rock garden before I come home.”

“Boys, boys, no fighting around the pregnant lady. Laughing makes me pee.”

Brae’s eyes dart to her. “Eww.”

I shake my head.

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