All In: Paying His Way (Gambling With Love) by Lane Hart

Author:Lane Hart [Hart, Lane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Editor's Choice Publishing
Published: 2016-05-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Jordan

"Yo, Jordy!"

My eyes fly open. Glancing around my dark bedroom, the red numbers on the alarm clock say it's after midnight. I must have been dreaming because there's no way…

"Jordy? You awake? What the fuck’s going on?"

Maggie jerks awake in front of me at the same time I realize I'm definitely not dreaming because Camden's cries fill the air after the stupid fucker came into my house, yelling, in the middle of the night. Why the hell did I give all of my brothers a key? I’m seriously regretting that decision.

I jump up and grab some boxers, putting them on before shutting the bedroom door and meeting the youngest and dumbest brother I have in the living room. Jason's head is now shaved military tight, and he looks bigger, broader, and meaner in the darkness.

"What are you doing here?" I ask at the same time my bedroom door opens again and Maggie steps out in my t-shirt and pajama bottoms. I had hoped she would stay in there, but, of course, she's going to check on Camden, to try and get him back to sleep. Or let him meet his daddy.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!” Jason exclaims, throwing up his arms. “Why is she here? Josh told me you were fucking her, but I didn't believe it. I thought you had higher standards." Maggie flinches at his tone and his harsh words, but she doesn't say anything to him when she walks past him to Camden's room. He glares at her until she’s out of sight.

"Don't you think you should be a little nicer to the mother of your child?" I ask. "Are you gonna even ask to see him?"

Jason laughs. He fucking laughs when I ask him if he wants to see his own son. "I didn't think you were so goddamn gullible, Jordy. You’ve always thought you were the smartest, right?"

"You're an asshole."

"Oh. My. God," he says slowly to the ceiling before taking a deep breath. "Look, Jordan, she's lying! There's no way that's my kid. No. Way. I swear on Mom and Dad's graves, okay?"

"You've got some balls, I'll give you that," I say to him, crossing my arms over my chest so I don’t reach over and punch him in his face, especially after that comment about our parents’ graves.

"You don't believe me. You believe her, but not me, your own brother?" he asks.

"Now that you're here, why don't you take a paternity test, and then we'll all know the truth," I suggest.

"Fuck yes! Let's go. That’s why I’m here. Are they open right now? ‘Cause I'm ready to get this shit over with," he says in a rush. I wasn't expecting him to be so quick to want a DNA test.

"So you'll take one? Tomorrow?" I ask.

"Hell yes," he says. "Because I am one hundred and ten percent certain that's not my fucking kid."

"We'll see."

"Yeah, we will,” he says, squaring his shoulders. “I haven't fucked that bitch since last May. She's lying, unless she was pregnant for eleven months instead of nine.

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