Toby the Protector by Blue Saffire

Author:Blue Saffire [Saffire , Blue]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Perceptive Illusions Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2017-12-18T18:30:00+00:00

chapter Nineteen

Countdown Begins

Toby

I shake my head as I watch Wyatt carry Nellie from the stage. Those two have been dancing around each other long enough. I think my brother has found the one.

It’s been good having Nellie back. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I wanted to gut that fucker, for calling her with those threats earlier at work. I was supposed to make my way out to spend time with Kamara tonight. However, seeing how shaken up Nellie had been, I wanted to be here for support, even if only for a little while.

I look down at my phone. Kamara has been having cravings. This is her millionth text, requesting I bring her something new when I do head her way.

I smile as I think of my girl. I won’t deny her anything, she’s a little over four months pregnant with my twins. I nearly shit myself, when I found out we are having twins. Kamara took it much better than I did.

“What are you smiling at?” Ry leans over, trying to get a view of my phone.

“Back off,” I grunt, shoving him away.

“You’ve been texting all night,” he chuckles. “Got a hot date?”

“With your girl, yeah?”

Ry throws his head back and laughs. “If I had one, she would be downgrading with your ass,” Ry throws back.

“Yeah, right. Remember we’ve all measured to see who’s the biggest around here,” I snort. “You didn’t out measure me.”

“Fuck you, I don’t have a thing to be ashamed of,” Ry says, with a smug smile.

“Whatever,” I shake my head. “I’m heading out. I’ll see you later.”

Ry gives me a crooked smile. His golden eyes narrowing on my face. He shakes his head to himself, laughing. I’ll let him think he knows, whatever he thinks.

I say my goodbyes to the remainder of our group. It’s been a long day. I can’t wait to get to Kamara. Her mother has been spending less time at the beach house, since they have been requesting more of Kamara’s presence at the residence.

Kamara and her mother still aren’t seeing eye to eye on her reluctance to reveal that I’m the father of our babies. For the most part, Kwäzē has kept out of it, which we’re grateful for. I’m sure he knows that I’m the father without a doubt.

Once in my truck, fatigue starts to set in. I roll the windows down and decide to call the person I’ve wanted to hear from for hours. The phone rings twice, before she picks up.

“Hey,” she sings into the phone.

“How are my babies?” I croon tiredly.

“They are fine. I think they would be better with some ice cream,” she gives a husky chuckle.

“I was asking about all of my babies,” I smile, soaking up the sound of her voice.

“I’m fine. A little tired today,” she releases a little yawn as proof. I hear something else in her voice, but I won’t push over the phone.

“I’m with you there. I’m going to grab the stuff you asked for and then I’m coming home,” I release a yawn of my own, as I reply.

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