Our Last Road (A St. Skin Novel): a new adult second chance romance novel by London Casey & Jaxson Kidman & Karolyn James

Author:London Casey & Jaxson Kidman & Karolyn James [Casey, London]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-29T16:00:00+00:00

SIXTEEN

SAWYER

1.

I got to the shop and it was in full swing already. Music playing, people getting tattoos, and people waiting to get inked up or set up an appointment. I hadn’t slept all that great. It was nothing but a tease to finally hold Kate for an entire night only to be left sleeping in a spare bed in one of Tate’s bedrooms in his house. Kate asked me to hang back and give her some distance after what happened with us.

I respected it as much as I hated it.

So, I was dragging serious ass as I carried a giant cup of coffee and walked straight back to what was now my personal workspace. I dropped my shit to a table and put my coffee down. I looked at myself in the mirror and knew I looked like hell. There was just so much racing through my mind. I spent hours searching online about everything Kate told me. With her raising Jason and his father being in jail. I didn’t know enough to understand if Jason’s father could get out of jail and be granted some sort of custody. I hated to think it could happen… but it probably could happen. If the guy cleaned himself up and stayed that way, why not? And as for Jason, I couldn’t help but feel that a boy always deserved a chance to know his father. The good. The bad. Everything in between.

It hurt my chest to think about. Bringing up the old memories of little Sawyer sitting on the curb of the beat up apartment building. With the older kids walking around, smoking cigarettes, cursing, even sometimes stealing little Sawyer’s bag to take his toys or food. But little Sawyer always sat there, always waiting for his father. And his father never came. And then one day some punk asked little Sawyer what he was doing. And little Sawyer explained it. That punk then said little Sawyer’s father hated him and that he should have been a stain on the bedsheets. He took little Sawyer’s bag and that was all little Sawyer could take.

It had been my first real fight in life. I was eight years old and the punk was twelve. He and his buddies beat the living hell out of me but I did land a few punches. That was the day I stopped waiting for my father to show up. And I also figured out how to fight properly so when I ran into that same punk a month or so later, the outcome of the fight was very different.

What got me the most was that I hadn’t even had a chance to meet this kid yet. I saw him twice and he didn’t know I existed. That was okay though. Kate was doing her job. She was protecting him. She was worried about fully trusting me.

I pushed from the counter and turned, leaving my room. I went straight across to Prick’s room. He was the only one in the shop that was still giving me shit for being back.

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