Page 390 of The Tempted

“Don’t ask,” I said, turning back to Bones.

“Didn’t Lauren have the doctor’s appointment today?”

Shit!

Fuck!

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and saw I had missed three messages from Kitten.

Kitten: I’m here.

Kitten: Are you on your way?

Kitten: I guess you’re not coming.

The last message came an hour ago.

“Shit!” I roared, lifting my head as all eyes were on me. “I’ve got to get out of here,” I said hastily, looking back at Blackie. “Glad you’re awake, brother,” I added before jetting out of the room.

I fucked up.

I tried calling Lauren but my call went straight to her voicemail.

I was off to a great start.

I was a contender for father of the year.

Pea was lucky to have me.

I pulled my hat from head and dialed Lauren again.

Nothing.

I didn’t blame her.

I sucked.

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