Page 97 of Like Fathers, Like Son
Jesus… was I going to be stuck with this asshole in my life now? Killing him was looking more and more attractive by the second.
“No way, sir. I’m a reformed character, me. All about responsibility and shit.”
A low growl preceded his approach, and I was already on the balls of my feet, ready for a fucking fight. If he thought I’d be easy because I was young and ‘inexperienced’, he was about to learn the hard way that I was nothing like he thought or expected.
“Relax, kid, I just want to make sure you’re going to do right by her. I love her mum, get it? I care what happens to Anneka, because she’s going to be family. Jesus, that means you will be too, but just like you love Anneka and want her to be happy, I want the same for her mum.”
“That’s beautiful, mate. You should write greeting cards and shit like that,” I snarked, still not ready to back down, because I actually really fucking wanted a fight right now.
“All I’m saying is this,” he stepped closer, his taller stature towering over me just a little, even though I knew I could gut him before he even touched me. My fingers tightened around my flick-knife in my pocket.
“This is my family now, Blaze, and I will do whatever it takes to keep them safe. If that means removing you from Anneka’s life for her own good, then you’d better believe I’ll fucking do it in a heartbeat. You hearing me?”
I smirked up at him, wishing I could back up a step, while knowing I’d never give him that much of a reaction from me. I released the latch on the knife, ready to strike.
“Hearing you loud and clear, boss. Here’s the thing though, you clearly see me as some ‘kid’ you can intimidate and warn off, but wanna know the truth? I’m the fucking shark, always in the background and waiting for my moment. You think you have the upper hand right now, but you couldn’t be more wrong. You try and come between me and Anneka, and our fucking baby, and I’ll leave parts of you all over the fucking county, and nobody will find enough to identify-”
“BLAZE!”
“Are you two done with this pissing contest now?”
Anneka
THANK GOD WE WALKED in when we did, because that guy, mum’s boyfriend oh my god, was probably seconds from death! No matter how tough he was, or how decent a cop, he wouldn’t be a match for Blaze and his depravity! Blaze would happily murder anyone who pissed him off, and I had no idea what had been said for this to be what we were walking in on.
Mum rested a hand on Michael’s shoulder, and his frame instantly softened as he stepped back with her, immediately drawing both of them out of Blaze’s reach. They grabbed their drinks and left the room with them, while I took in the frozen posture of my insane man.
He still looked murderous, and his hand was in his pocket, the one where I knew he kept his knife.
“Blaze?”
His gaze flickered slightly from staring in the direction they’d taken when they left the room. He was still like rock, even as I pressed my palms against his chest. It was a risk, with how pent up he was, but I had to pray that he’d realise it was me before he acted.
His entire body flinched at my touch, and for a tense, terrifying moment, I thought he might hurt me, but then his body seemed to release some of the tension he’d been holding in.
“Come back to me, Blaze,” I whispered, moving up on tiptoes to press my lips against his. Another shudder ran through him, and suddenly his arms locked around me. He released a slow breath and then started kissing me, and with every move of his lips, he relaxed a little more.
Finally we broke apart, and he fixed those startling blue eyes on me.
“You just saved a life, babe.”
Jesus, that was what I’d been afraid of.
“I know, Blaze, but he’s going to be family, so you have to try and get on with him.”
“He threatens me again, and I’ll tear his insides out and feed them to the pigeons.”
Unbidden, a giggle erupted out of me at his words.
“Pigeons? Seriously, Blaze?”
He grinned suddenly, shaking his head slowly.
“Yeah, probably not, right? Corvids of some kind. Crows. I’ll feed him to the crows.”
There’s the Blaze I know, and strangely can’t help loving.Were we really going through with this crazy wedding idea? I guess we were.
Epilogue
