Texas Roses (The Devil's Horn Ranch Series) by Samantha Christy

Author:Samantha Christy [Christy, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-01-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-one

Quinn

We get Josie situated in the baby swing. She seems to like it. I like it because it gives us a reprieve. “How in the hell do people ever get any work done with babies? There are two of us here and we can barely manage.”

“I guess it worked out that you don’t have an actual job to get to.”

“I have a job,” I say defensively. I turn to see her smiling. I chase her around the couch and then pin her to the wall. “Watch your mouth, sweetheart, or I might put something in it to shut you up.”

She wiggles against me. “Yes, please.”

My dick swells and I wonder how much time we have until the baby needs something. I’m about to get naked when my phone rings. “Damn. Lawyer.” I answer. “This is Quinn.”

“Mr. Thompson, this is Angela Nessman. Jason Truly referred you.”

“Yes, ma’am. Thanks for calling. Did he tell you why I need a lawyer?”

“He did. And I’ll be happy to meet with you, but there’s really no point until you get the paternity results. If the child isn’t yours, there will be nothing to discuss.”

“I suppose not.”

“My advice for now: keep records of everything. Conversations you had with the mother. Dates, times, anything you can remember. And make sure you use a reliable lab for the test. Any doctor should be able to do it for you.”

“I’ve got an appointment for Thursday.”

“Go ahead and send me whatever you have so I can get right on the case if need be. I’ll look forward to your call afterward.”

“If all goes well, I hope I don’t need to call you.”

“Goodbye, Mr. Thompson.”

I hang up. “I’ve got a lawyer on call. A doctor’s appointment. Is there anything else we need to do?”

She holds up her phone. “I don’t know about you, but I need to get some work done.”

“Work. But…” I glance at the wall she was pinned against a minute ago.

“Don’t worry, cowboy—we’ll pick that up later.”

I look at Josie. “What about her?”

“I said I’d help, Quinn, not do everything. I’ve got an important Zoom meeting I have to prepare for. I’ll be in the spare room. Please consider me unavailable unless there’s an emergency.”

“Like if she cries?”

“No, not like if she cries. Like if the house catches on fire, or if you fall and break your skull.” She picks up her laptop and goes down the hall.

As if right on cue, Josie starts squirming around and making noise. She’s tired of the swing already. I pick her up and sit on the couch, getting the Sports Illustrated I was reading earlier. “Look, Tom Brady made his six-hundredth touchdown pass. Incredible.” Josie’s hand brushes against the edge of the magazine and she cries. “Shit,” I say at the small sliver of blood that appears along her finger. “Amber!”

The door down the hall opens. “You seriously can’t go two minutes without me?”

“She’s bleeding.”

Amber runs into the room. “What happened? Did you drop her?”

I hold up Josie’s finger. “Paper cut.

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