Page 52 of Property of Stone
“Sure,” followed a long, impatient sigh.
Taryn quickly texted Stone:Are you at Wren’s school to pick him up?
She only hoped he’d respond in a reasonable amount of time or she’d have to send her mother again. If she couldn’t get a hold of her mother, she’d have to leave the dinner she was preparing. Doing so might cause the loss of that client’s future business and maybe even a bad review. She couldn’t afford to lose even one of her clients. She needed to increase her client base, not reduce it.
Thankfully, his response came quickly. Only, it wasn’t the one she wanted to hear.
No.
Who is? Nobody can pick him up unless they’re on a list.Being the father of a school-age child, shouldn’t he know how it worked?
She slapped her own forehead. Of course, with all the recent big changes, she forgot that herself.
Another text followed quickly:A prospect called Shit Stain.Put him on the list.
That had to be a joke. His name couldn’t be Shit Stain.And she certainly wasn’t repeating that to the school admin.
Be serious. What’s his real name?She tapped her nails impatiently on the counter, keeping an eye out for the homeowner.
No fuckn clue. Only know him as Shit Stain.
Her mouth dropped open. She quickly texted:Find out his real name. I’m not giving that to the school administrator.
Another minute went by.Gimme sex. Gonna text him.
“Gimme sex?” she whispered. Her fingers flew across the electronic keyboard.Do you mean: give me a sec?
She didn’t get an answer.
The seconds ticked by as she waited.
Lee Carlin.
She put the phone back to her ear. “The man at the curb is Lee Carlin. I give you permission to release Wren into his custody.”
Did she really, though?
She glanced around the kitchen and sighed. It wasn’t like she could just up and leave to go get him. Even if she could get a hold of her mother, Wren might have to wait at the school for her to arrive and she was sure the staff wouldn’t be happy about staying late.
Neither would Wren.
“Mrs. Gentry…”
Of course, the woman had to keep reminding Taryn of the damn mistake she made by marrying Vic. Her second mistake was taking his last name.
“You’ll need to come in and sign the form for these new additions.”
“If you’ll let Wren go with him today, I promise I’ll be in this week to do so.” The administrator didn’t need to know that was a lie since Stone was right, she needed to register him at Sunny’s school instead. Right now, she only needed someone to get him home.
Apparently, that someone’s name was Shit Stain.
She groaned.
“Don’t forget to bring along the court order to remove your husband.”
“Ex-husband,” Taryn corrected. Actually, soon he’d be considered more than an ex-husband, he’d labeled an ex-con, too. “And thank you for making this exception.”
“This will be the one and only time, Mrs. Gentry. I’d like to keep my job.”
