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Since he wasn’t, he gritted his teeth. Not because what she said hit home, but because she had called him Pebble. She only did it to get a rise out of him and he tried not to take the bait.
At least the cunt could’ve brought Sunny during visitation hours. Did she? Fuck no, no matter how many times he asked her.
“Listen, bitch. You know I ain’t talkin’ about you doin’ another bid. Don’t give a fuck about that. You like muff divin’ in prison, that’s on you, but you doin’ meth around my girl is the last fuckin’ straw.” Sunny was never going back to her again. Her mother promised him she’d stay clean.
He should’ve known that was a lie. Sheena wouldn’t know how to tell the truth if her life depended on it. That was why he had insisted on a DNA test when she announced she was knocked up and assumed it was his.
At first, he assumed it wasn’t.
“Just try to keep her from me,” came the empty threat.
It wasn’t worth arguing. Sheena was now inside, he was now out. He currently held all the cards. “Wish I never stuck my dick in you.”
“You’re not the only one, asshole. You sucked in bed.”
Bullshit.“That’s why you chased my fuckin’ dick?”
“I was high!”
“What’s new?”
“And you didn’t fight me off,Pebble.”
Because he’d been on a three-day bender himself, he couldn’t remember half the pussy he fucked that Fourth of July long weekend. The only reason he remembered Sheena was because his swimmers decided to fuck him over hard by landing on her shore.
He should get snipped just to teach those cruel motherfuckers a lesson.
“Are you going to pick up Sunny at Darla’s or not?”
Goddamn Darla. She was as bad as Sheena. Maybe even worse. The woman sold her skanky cunt to get her mitts on drugs. She should call the Guinness Book of World Records because the cum dumpster probably had every STD known to man.
Maybe even some that haven’t been identified yet.
He shuddered at the thought of sticking his dick in that woman’s petri-dish pussy.
“Of fuckin’ course I’m gonna get my baby girl. Sunny don’t need to be around that whore.” And this time she wasn’t going back to Sheena after she got released. He might not be the best influence for his daughter, but he had to be a step up from her mother.
Or at least he fucking hoped so.
Goddamn it. Their girl’s future was probably doomed between her two fucked-up parents. Poor Sunny had been born with a broken plastic spoon in her mouth instead of silver through no fault of her own.
“Darla still in Scumbag Estates?” If so, he’d have to pack extra heat. He might even have to bring along a few of his brothers.
“No, she’s living in a pop-up camper in the RV park behind the trailer park.”
For fuck’s sake.That place was a haven for drug addicts. The news kept getting better by the second.
“Hey, Stone? Can you put money on my books?”
Was she serious? Now she wanted to act sweet?Fuck that.
“Why don’t you askPebble?” Stone hung up and threwhis phone across the room before shoving Windy off his now-limp dick.
The sweet butt blinked at him wide-eyed. “You okay, Stone?”
“Fuck no. Gotta go rescue my daughter.” Before Darla sold Sunny to the highest bidder to help fund her habit.
Guaranteed, if that happened, his next bid in prison would be permanent.
