Callous (The Alpha Bodyguard Series Book 6) by Sybil Bartel

Author:Sybil Bartel [Bartel, Sybil]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Alpha Bodyguard Series
Publisher: Sybil Bartel
Published: 2019-09-08T18:30:00+00:00

NASH LOOKED AT ME FUNNY. I can dress myself, Mommy.

I pulled the shirt over his head before replying. You’re too big now for a little help from your mama? I kissed his forehead. The image of Preston kissing his forehead not moments ago burned into my soul, I tried to smile without showing my breaking heart. Mommy can’t take care of her boy? I was a chickenshit liar. I was using my son as an excuse and hiding in the bathroom from Preston because I couldn’t handle seeing him hold Nash and look at him like the world revolved around him.

My sweet boy thumped his chest twice. I’m the man of the house. Uncle Ty said so. I take care of you. His angelic little face with such a serious expression was enough to both melt and break my heart.

I hugged him, then pulled back. You make a great man of the house.

He smiled. I’m hungry. Need food.

In spite of myself, I laughed. Okay, let’s go see what we can find to eat. But don’t be picky, I warned.

His little six-year-old self managed to look affronted. I’m not picky.

You’re the pickiest eater I know. Despite my best efforts.

I eat vegetables!

Corn and potatoes are not vegetables, I reminded him.

He eyed me suspiciously. Do they grow in the ground?

Oh my God. I was arguing with a six-year-old. Flour comes from wheat and it grows in the ground. Does that make it a vegetable? No. It’s a grain.

He didn’t budge. Corn is a vegetable, and I eat it. I’m not picky. I even eat it when it’s stuck to its cob.

I couldn’t help it, I laughed. Come on, knucklehead. Let’s find you some food.

My head is not a knuckle.

“No, it’s not.” I kissed the top of his head and opened the bathroom door.

Preston was in the kitchen, standing at the stove. No T-shirt and shorts like yesterday, he was in black cargo pants and a polo, but he wasn’t wearing the black logo polo for Luna and Associates. He was wearing a white, form-fitting polo that outlined every one of his hard muscles, and all I could think about was last night in the shower.

“Not working today?” My heart in my throat, my pussy not getting the message that there wasn’t going to be a repeat performance, I asked the question as casually as I could manage.

Turning, he glanced first at Nash, then me. Making eye contact with both of us.

I stared at him, at the slight discoloring under his left eye, at his face that was more striking every time I saw it.

And if I wasn’t staring, I might have missed it.

Ever so slightly, the corner of his mouth tipped up a fraction before his quiet, deceptively calm voice filled the open kitchen space. “No.” He studied my eyes a moment. “I have other plans.”

Thick and unwanted jealousy choked my throat. “Great.”

Without saying anything more to me, he looked at Nash and spoke slow enough for him to read his lips. “Do you like eggs?”

Busy eggs with cheese? And toast? Nash asked.

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