Dirty Mother (The Uncertain Saints MC Book 5) by Lani Lynn Vale

Author:Lani Lynn Vale [Vale, Lani Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

I can’t fix stupid, but I can give it a court date.

-Ridley’s current T-shirt

Ridley

I stood in line next to Freya and studied the menu board.

We were at McDonald’s.

I hated McDonald’s. With a passion.

But this was where Freya wanted to come, and I found myself unable to find anything that looked even remotely appetizing.

She was upset, which was understandable.

She had just found out that she might lose her house if she didn’t pay the loans on not just her house, but her brother’s house as well.

I’d gone to the bank with her to get information and had left being so pissed off that I hadn’t been able to tell Freya no when she’d asked if we could go to McDonald’s.

The kid behind me started screaming again, and I held onto my patience by the skin of my teeth.

I’d had a long fucking day, and Freya hadn’t made it any better by telling me she forgot to tell me about the little fucker Craddock deciding to buy the loans from the bank, which had been her explanation to why they were trying to take her brother away from her.

How the banker would even have been able to do that, I didn’t know, but he had.

I’d had a talk with Freya’s bank only thirty minutes before and I still didn’t know how he’d done it.

Freya had left heartbroken, sure that she wouldn’t be able to pay the loan in the time Craddock had allowed.

“I want a pie!” the kid bellowed at the top of his lungs.

I turned my head only and stared at the greedy, loud bastard.

He wasn’t even cute.

It was obvious his mother let him eat whatever the hell he wanted to and likely gave him whatever he wanted.

Had that been my kid, I would’ve spanked his ass, ordered my own food, and then eaten it in front of him.

Then I felt the little fucker’s hands on my cut, and I turned quickly, glaring at the kid.

“Don’t touch me,” I growled.

The kid was five or six, at most, but the kid should’ve known better than to just go up and touch random people.

The kid in front of us knew not to. He’d looked, yes, but he hadn’t touched.

He hadn’t thrown a fit, either, when his mother said he could have tea instead of the Dr. Pepper he wanted.

“Don’t talk to Justin like that!” the mother all but screamed.

I snorted and turned around.

“You’re not even going to apologize?” the mother asked.

Freya’s hand on my arm had me tensing, but she didn’t say another thing, only pointed to the lady that was ready to take our order.

“You go first,” I said softly.

“At least he has some manners,” the woman behind me muttered.

The kid kicked the back of my knee and the front of my knee hit the counter.

I turned, slowly this time, and gave the kid the hardest stare I could muster.

I was good and pissed.

I’d had a bad day. I’d had a bad fucking two months. No, fuck that. I’d had a bad two years.

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