Page 84 of Ronan

“I know, I know. Franko needs to go. Handle him before the Irish get a chance to.”

I pace the office at my place as my temper begins to come to life. I’m already in a foul mood because Ronan had to take off for an emergency with his business. It’s been a week, but I miss him.

“What the fuck is going on with everyone? I’m really not in the mood for the bullshit, but it seems like they’re trying to make this a me problem.”

“I’ll take care of it and get in touch with our contact to let him know about the problem.”

“No, I need to blow off some steam and I think it’s time I remind everyone of what it is I do and why you don’t fuck with us. You handle the client shit. I’ll go see our little friend.”

“You got it, Baby Girl.”

I hang up and go to change. The level of aggravation I feel has my blood boiling. Once I show my ass tonight, I can’t even come home to my normal boyfriend and cuddle in his big, strong arms.

I was celibate for almost four years before Ronan. Now I’m like an addict and have had an attitude since he’s been gone.

“This is about to get real messy.” I grin to myself.

My second phone rings as I pull on my leather bodysuit and zip it up. I mutter to myself as I go to grab it and see who’s calling. A smile comes to my lips when I see it’s a FaceTime from Lakia and Kaye.

The two have been my other saving grace outside of the bullshit. I was so happy when I finally got to hear from Kaye’s mouth that she’s engaged. Then Lakia found Parker and now she’s getting married too.

I haven’t told either of them that I’m seeing Ronan. I don’t know how Kaye will feel about that now that we’re all back in the States and he’s going to be her in-law. At this point, he’s no longer some fling I’m having.

“Hey you two, what’s up?” I answer.

“Did we get you at a bad time?” Lakia asks nervously.

“No, I have a minute. Is everything all right?”

I almost lost my shit that night her ex broke into her place. I hated that I was too far away to help her. Parker will forever have my respect for handling that shit.

I owe him one for taking care of my girl. He loves her and that’s all I want for my friend. She’s been through enough.

“Yes, I just wanted to ask you guys something.”

“Girl, spit it out. You have me clenching my ass cheeks and ready to fuck someone up,” I reply.

“You can calm down. I wanted to ask you two to be bridesmaids in my wedding.”

“Well, shit. Why all the dramatics?”

“She didn’t think you would want to because you’re single while we’re planning weddings. I’m not asking either of you. You both already know to be ready,” Kaye says.

“Nah, I’m busy that day. Find someone else to do it,” I say to Kaye. “Lakia, girl, of course. Then again. You trying to act like I can’t get a man. You find someone else too. Old bucket head asses. This one demanding I do shit and the other trying to call me an old maid.”

I try not to burst into laughter as their smiles fall and they begin to pout. I lose the battle as LaKia’s mouth flaps open and closed like a fish.

“I will be in both your weddings, stop tripping. Just tell me where and when and what all you need me to do. I’ll be there with bells on.”

“Maybe I can talk Felix into getting Uncle Ronan to walk the aisle with you. You two would make such a cute couple and the babies would be so pretty.”

Her words are like a punch in the gut. Ronan has never mentioned wanting children of his own and I’m still not too sure I want them either—even after all my mother has talked me into just in case. Hiding who I am from my man is one thing.

Hiding it from my children and hiding my children from the world I’m in is another.

However, I can’t keep my mind from going there and imagining a family with the man I’m falling for. I got my natural red hair from my father. I’m pretty sure our kids would end up with it. Although I’m still not sure where my dad got it from.

“Hey, I have something I need to get back to. I’ll call you guys later.”

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