Bitter Sweet Deception (The Kingsmen M.C Book 4) by Oakes Tara

Author:Oakes, Tara [Oakes, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Smashwords
Published: 2015-02-25T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

CHARLIE

The phone ringing stirs Clink from his sleep. Not me, though. My twelve hour shift was one of my busiest, so between that and the lingering unease from our lunch with mom and Dana the other day, I haven’t been sleeping much at all.

Clink must be deep in R.E.M., because he’s slow to rise. I reach over him to grab the ringing device before the call is rerouted to voicemail. He lazily shifts his torso to accommodate my movements, but makes no effort to fully wake. The screen reads 2:48 in the morning as I swipe to accept the call.

“He- Hello?” my voice is strained. Yet another side effect from my sleepless nights.

There is a pause on the far end.

“Um…,” the voice belongs to a woman. A very confused woman. “I’m not sure if this is still the right number. Is this Clink’s phone?”

Oh great. Some long lost sweet-butt looking for a late night booty-call is hitting him up. Fan-fucking-tastic. I drop the phone onto his bare chest, with a hollow thud. That does the trick in waking him completely.

“It’s for you,” I inform him as nonchalantly bitchy as I can before leaving his bed to use the ladies room.

I hear the covers rustling as he searches in the dark for the phone. I also purposely leave the bathroom door ajar so I can hear his words. I reach for a small paper cup from the dispenser and pour myself some cool water from the tap while I wait.

His voice echoes through the dark empty room and reaches me, “Yeah?”

I sip my water as my anger builds. Who the fuck does this chick think she is? He’s my ol’man now. What would Sunny do if some random bitch called Tiny in the middle of the night? Or Lil’s? What would she do? Ha. I know what she would do, and it wouldn’t be pretty. I need to step in and let him know that this is in no way acceptable, and if he thinks it is, then he’s gonna feel my foot so far up his a-.

“Yeah. I’m on my way. I’ll drive through the night, be there by morning. Just…,” he sounds hurried. “Just tell him his dad’s on his way.”

Fuck. This is not at all what I thought it was. I drop my cup in the trash and enter the bedroom, with its light now turned on. The phone’s been tossed into the bed, abandoned. Clink is frenzied, hiking his jeans on and rummaging through his drawers for a shirt.

I eye him, but slow my movements. “Baby? Is everything OK?”

Stupid question. Everything is obviously not OK.

He’s throwing shirts out of the depths of the drawer mindlessly, eyes darting around wildly.“I’ve gotta go get my boy. His momma’s got some shit going on and just left him with her parents.”

My mouth drops open. I move to help him, scooting his disoriented body aside so I can select a shirt before he’s emptied the whole drawer on the floor. He stands back, lost, not knowing which way to move.

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