Preppy, Part Three: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater (King Series Book 7) by T.M. Frazier

Author:T.M. Frazier [Frazier, T.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Angst, Dark Romance, Alpha Male, bad boy, Sexy, Hot
Publisher: T.M. FRAZIER
Published: 2017-04-26T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Preppy

The sun beat its afternoon rays down on the top of my head as I stood in our driveway holding a small square of cardboard in my hands. I turned it over, examining every side. The box was no bigger than a toaster. Inside of it was all that was left of the woman who, by DNA only, was my mother.

I thought of a lot of different words when I thought about her and ‘mother’ in any form was not one of them. Cunt was usually the first word that crossed my mind.

“You sure you don’t want me to come?” Dre asked. She bit her plump lip. Awe, she was nervous for me.

I shook my head. “Nah, I’ll be quick about this shit and I’ll be back before Bo gets home from school. Besides, the bitch doesn’t need even more people wasting their time on her than we already are.”

She smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. Like she didn’t know if she could believe me. I didn’t know what else I could do to convince her that I really was fine. That this was more of a disposal than anything else. My gaze shifted from Dre’s when I caught her staring over my shoulder. I turned to see my younger, and not nearly as handsome, brother stepping out of the house, a navy backpack slung over one shoulder.

“What’s up, Kev-ster?” I asked, pinching his shoulder.

Kevin smiled and tugged away. “Stop calling me that, man,” he ground out.

“Okay, I’ll work on another one, but Kev-ster is for sure nickname plan B.”

“She in there?” Kevin asked, pointing down to the box.

“That’s what they tell me,” I answered.

Kevin squinted as if he were trying to see what was inside without opening the lid. “Seems kinda small.”

“You boys behave yourselves,” Dre said, turning to go back in the house.

“Wait,” I said, pulling her back. I kissed her on the lips and she deepened the kiss, pulling me close until Kevin cleared his throat and she pulled away, wiping her fuckable lips.

“Cock-blocker,” I mumbled. Dre giggled.

I caught Kevin staring at her ass as it swayed up the steps and disappeared into the house. I smacked him in the arm. “Ow,” he said, rubbing his shoulder. “Sorry, man. It’s not my fault. She’s got a great ass,” he said, his apology not sounding the least bit apologetic.

It’s not like I could blame the kid.

Dre’s ass really was epic.

When the screen door slammed shut Kevin turned to me. “You ready to do this?” he asked, shielding his eyes from the sun.

I gathered the box under my arm and Kevin followed me to my car. He got in on the passenger side, flinging his backpack into the backseat. I passed him the box to hold on his lap while I drove. “Why exactly do we have the bitch’s ashes anyway? Didn’t you say she was married to a rich guy?”

“Yeah, Mitch. Apparently he told Dre that he found out she had a secret account she was hiding from him.

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