Unscrewed by Ren Alexander

Author:Ren Alexander
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: unrequited love, sexy and funny romance, funny adult romance, beta male romance, love triangle romance, ugly cry romance, ugly cry romance books, cheating romance kindle, male pov romance, cliffhanger romance, adult romance with sex
Publisher: Ren Alexander
Published: 2018-08-13T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

“Are we done yet?”

Garrison studies the printed list she brought with her, parading a shitload of more initiative than me. I only contributed my credit card, which is screaming for the sweet mercy of death.

By the way, note to self: Don’t believe the hype. Being surrounded by nipples is not as hot as imagined.

She consults her list again, shaking her head. “Jesus, Greg. We just started. Next, you need a bathtub.”

“I have one.”

Simone frowns, now studying me as if I’m something to exchange. “You can’t give her a bath in a big tub. She can’t sit up yet. We could use your kitchen sink, but a tub is easier and doesn’t tie up the sink with baths.” She puts a checkmark beside something on her list and walks further down the aisle, which is more daunting than the prospect of going to law school. Forget about the sizes and stages. There’s so much shit here to shovel, and I have no idea where to start.

Simone dumps a pink tub into the cart I’m pushing, and I promptly whine, “Pink? Really? No. You’re killing me, Garrison.”

Again, reading her list, she shrugs. “Girls usually like pink when they’re little. Washcloths are next.”

“No, you like pink. And I have washcloths. I’m not a total barbarian.”

“That’s questionable. These smaller ones are better for washing her little body with your big hands.” Simone dumps two packages into the cart as I mentally calculate the damage so far.

“What? I can’t wash her.”

She grabs a bottle of baby powder, but it falls to the floor. Laughing as she picks it up, she asks, “Why not?”

“I’m a guy. I mean, I don’t want your future husband arresting me.”

She smirks. “Don’t be a butthead. Babies get dirty. A lot.” She dumps some kind of purple wash into the cart and zooms to the next thing listed. I mentally add that and groan as I push the cart forward, following her like she’s the last bitch on Earth in heat. Simone stops abruptly, and I almost run into her. “Watch it, Rodwell,” she complains, pushing the cart into my stomach.

“You stopped.”

“People do that. Pay attention.”

“Stop stopping so much.”

“Quit whining so much.” We glare at each other until she changes her mind about arguing with me, asking, “Has Shasta answered you yet about bottles and diapers?”

“No.” Like I’m eagerly awaiting to hear from her. I’d rather lightning strike me down in this aisle than to hear from her. At least I’d die amongst some kind of nipples.

“I guess we’ll have to wing it.” Of course, Garrison would say something that reminds me she’s Wilder’s sister. “Do any of these bottles look like Birdy’s?” She points to the area I’m supposed to be evaluating.

“You expect me to answer that?”

“If you’d pay attention it’d be helpful.”

“No one has ever accused me of being helpful.”

“Evidently.”

She picks up a box of bottles, and I nearly convulse from the price. “Fucking seriously? Are they made out of gold?”

Rolling her eyes, she lets the box fall from her hand and into the cart, piling on my debt.

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