Page 43 of Due Process
“I’m on my way. Keep your phone on you. And none of those guys better fucking touch you. I don’t give a fuck who they are.”
When he hung up, I immediately slumped against the wall, bringing the back of my hand up against my forehead. I was heating up quickly, my pulse racing faster as a certain anticipation gathered at the apex between my legs.
Geez, get a grip.
I had to sober up fast before Curtis arrived, and I did something crazy like climb my best friend and beg him to fuck me.
Chapter 24
CURTIS
My fingers drummed against the steering wheel, trying to clamp down the anxiety that had risen from my call with Stella.
The night had started off well. We had a boys’ night with junk food, gaming and movies. It didn’t take long for the sugar rush to pass and the kids to crash hard. They were sprawled and snoring on the mattress thrown on the living room floor as I strategically fell asleep on Dylan’s couch.
As soon as I had seen Stella leave for her girls’ night, wrapped in that sexy black dress, I knew I wasn’t moving until she waltzed that pert little ass back through the door. It was a noxious need I could not resist.
I had to see her safe, have her comfortable, be available for anything she needed.Anything.
I don’t know how many hours of sleep I had gotten when I was jolted awake by a scream. With a quick glance at my phone, I saw it was one in the morning.Is that Stella?
“STELLA! COME OUT HERE NOW! TALK TO ME!”
Nope. Definitely not Stella.
I jumped to my feet, ready to bolt outside and drag that idiot back down the driveway so he didn’t wake the entire neighbourhood.
But as I raced to the door, Dylan popped out from the dark corridor, blocking the entry. The sneaky fucker nearly gave me a cardiac arrest.
“Stay inside,” he said, the order clear.
“No way. Let me get rid of him,” I hissed.
“This is my house, boy. Look after the kids.”
Boy?Before I could reply, Dylan slipped out the door and shut it behind him.Damn it.
Right on cue, Phoenix startled awake, immediately crying from the sudden change.
“It’s alright, baby boy, it’s alright,” I cooed, picking him up and swaying from side to side. He laid his head on my shoulder, sniffling into my neck.
Rage had me seeing red. What the fuck did Felix think he was doing? Rocking up at early hours in the morning, disturbing and upsetting the house.
That was when I heard pained grunts and the unmistakable sounds of impact and collision, coming from the front lawn.Let’s hope Dylan doesn’t kill his ex-son-in-law before I get there.But as I went to put Phoenix down and storm outside, Eli had already jumped upright from bed and bolted for the exit.
“Eli! Don’t!”
Slam.
Too late.Fucking Felix.
I lay next to Eli on top of his bed covers as he huddled beneath, attempting to hide from the world.
It seemed Felix had done something right for once and left when confronted with his child.But it never should’ve come to that.
My boy slept through the whole thing. However, Phoenix had awoken so abruptly that it was hard to get him back down, his raucous screams only settling when held close to Grandpa’s chest.
Which meant I had to look out for Eli and make sure he was okay. My heart strained for the kid; he was way too young to be dealing with that drama.
