Page 83 of Resisting Temptation (Men of Honor 3)
As I follow Christopher inside the house, we both stop at the front entrance when we see Faith and Ruthie sitting on the couch in the living room, both looking upset.
“What’s going on?” I walk over to them, worried that something happened and those bastards didn’t follow the restraining order. Ruthie glances up at me then drops her gaze to the ground. Faith looks at me unimpressed, and I quickly realize she’s pissed.
“I received a call from Ruthie’s principal today and had to pick her up early,” she starts calmly, “turns out she got into a fight with a boy named Henry Winkleman. She ended up breaking his nose.”
Oh shit.
“I was just asking her how she learned to do something like that.” She stares at me, knowing exactly where she learned it.
Ruthie looks back up at me and it’s hard to gauge what she’s feeling. “He wipped my hat off, and talled me names. I wawned him twice, just wike you said. He waughed and pushed me down.”
That little fucker…
Faith begins to rub her back when her lip starts to quiver. Ruthie takes a deep breath and steels her resolve. “So I got up den did what u towd me to, and he didn’t know what hit him.”
Good, that will teach the little bastard. Christopher sits next to her and throws an arm around her shoulders, looking proud, which has Faith glaring daggers at me.
She stands up. “Can I talk to you for a minute in the kitchen?” She starts out of the room without waiting for a response.
Ruthie looks up at me anxiously. I put my fist out for her to knuckle bump me, wanting her to know I was proud of her for what she did. After she does I give her a wink then follow Faith’s pissed off ass into the kitchen. I also can’t help but notice what a beautiful ass it is, her jean shorts mold perfectly to it, making my hands itch to…
“What the hell are you thinking?” she snaps with a harsh whisper, pulling me from my thoughts.
I raise my gaze to her pissed off one. “I’m thinking the little fucker got what was coming to him.”
“How could you teach her how to break his nose, Cade? What kind of example are you setting?”
My own temper flares. “First off, I didn’t teach her how to break his nose. I taught her how to defend herself. Which she did. That little asshole has been fucking with her for a long time. You heard her—the kid pushed her down. He’s a goddamn bully and needed to be put in his place. If his nose got broken then it’s a good reminder for him not to fuck with her again. He put his fucking hands on her and he’s goddamn lucky it was her that kicked his ass and not me!”
“Don’t you think that I should have known this? I had no idea she was being bullied. I was completely blindsided with that phone call. The principal was furious and not all that friendly so…”
“Then I’ll go kick his ass.…”
“It’s a woman.”
“Then I’ll teach you how to kick her ass!” She lets out a disbelieving laugh and shakes her head but I continue over her. “She clearly isn’t doing her fucking job, since this shit has been going on for a long time. That little asshole has even thrown fucking rocks at her.”
“Well why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t any of you say anything?”
Before I can respond, Ruthie comes running in, upset. “Pwease don’t get mad at him. It’s not his fauwt.”
Faith’s expression softens with guilt before she rushes over and kneels in front of her. “Oh, honey, it’s okay. I’m not really mad. I’m just upset I didn’t know. I wish you guys would have told me what was happening. I could have handled the situation better with the principal.”
“I didn’t mean to bweak his nose, but he’s so mean to me awl da time and he gets evewyone else to join in. All I want is to fit in and have fwiends.” She covers her face with her hands and starts crying. I watch Faith’s heart break and I’m pretty sure I feel mine crack too, but anger rushes faster. I want to tear the little fucker apart.
“Ruthie, baby look at me.” When she does, Faith clasps her tiny, wet face in her hands. “Some people are born to stand out and you, my sweet girl, are one of them. You are too special to be like everyone else.” The kid gives her a small smile and I see her confidence boost just a little higher.
Of course Faith knew exactly what to say, I swear the woman is goddamn perfect.
“Why don’t we have a small get-together? You can invite some kids who you think you might want to be friends with. We can go to the park and for ice cream, or even a movie.”
Her smile gets bigger. “Shoure, I’d wike dat. Tanks, Faif!” She wraps her arms around her neck and hugs her tight.
“You’re welcome. As for everything else, I will talk with your principal and make sure this stops. You need to make sure you tell me if it doesn’t.”
“I will, I pwomise.”
“Okay, good. Why don’t you go get cleaned up while I start supper?”
After she runs up the stairs, Faith stands and turns to me. Her gaze is softer and she doesn’t look quite so pissed off. Either way, whether she’s mad or not, I still want nothing more than to kiss the shit out of her so that’s exactly what I do. Right when she is about to say something, I pick her up so her feet dangle off the ground and crush my mouth to hers.
It takes her no time to snap out of her surprise. Moaning, she wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me back with an intensity that matches my own. My dick instantly goes hard at the sweet taste of her along with the feel of her soft, slender body against my hard one. She fits against me so perfectly I’d swear she was made just for me.
