Page 217 of Beyond the Temptation: Vol 2

BACHELORETTE NIGHT

BY ALANDRA KNIGHT

Men of Pythons - Book 2

CHAPTER ONE

LOGAN

If I have to sit through one more of these pointless dinners, I am going to go postal. My mother, Brooklyn Sexton, sits at the head of the table in her designer pant suit, sipping on undoubtedly the most expensive wine in her collection at the moment.

Ryin, my mother’s boss is sitting next to her. He is the top dog at a big law firm that represents everything wrong with the world. My mother is his overpaid and under worked executive assistant. His wife, Chelsea, seated on the other side of him, is my mother’s best friend. They have been friends since the first day on the job.

Sitting next to her is their twenty-three-year-old daughter, Arabella, or shall I say the hoity-toity entitled princess, who has never had to work a day in her life. All she’s capable of doing is shopping, lunches with girlfriends, and spa days.

My dad, Colton, sits on the opposite side of the head of the table, quietly cutting his food. I get most of me from him. He is down to earth. He uses his law degree for good, not evil.

“I think a summer wedding for the two of you would be perfect,” my mother says, grabbing my attention.

“Teagan and I are getting married in three weeks, in Maine, Mother. We’ve been over this,” I remind. “I’m getting really sick of you trying to come between us.”

“I am doing no such thing. I just believe that someone of your social stature could do so much better than a multicolored hair, tattooed?—”

“That multicolored hair, tattooed woman has beaten your boss here quite a few times in the courtroom, costing your company millions. You know nothing about my fiancé.”

“What about me?”

I look over and see my gorgeous fiancé, standing there in her tight jeans and biker boots, her purple tank under a black leather jacket, holding her motorcycle helmet. I stand and pull her into me. Our lips collide in a passionate kiss.

She is the color that I’ve never known that was missing from my life until I met her.

“I missed you,” I whisper, pulling away and grabbing her chair for her to sit next to me.

“Look, women like her are meant to be one-night stands. You need a wom—” my mother starts.

“Enough!” My dad slams his fist down on the side of his plate, rattling all the glasses on the table.

“Colton! I will not tolerate this kind of behavior in front of our guests,” my mother scolds.

“That’s alright, I won’t tolerate you berating my daughter-in-law or questioning our son’s choices anymore. You judge people by who they love, how they dress, or by the color of their hair, it’s sickening.” My dad places his white silk napkin in the red wine glass and stands up abruptly from the table, knocking more than one of the wine glasses over.

Teagan and I stand to follow and my mother threatens, “You walk out of this house, I swear to you that all your assets will be frozen.”

“I’d rather be homeless than to listen to your bullshit for another second,” I tell her honestly. I follow Teagan and Dad out the door.

We all pile into my SUV and take off down the road.

“Can she really freeze assets?” I ask Teagan.

“She can, but only because she has power and connections through Ryin. She can hold this up in court for months if we let it.”

“I filed for divorce this morning,” my dad blurts out.

“Seriously?” I ask him.

“I can’t stand her hoity-toity attitude anymore. She went from drinking a beer and watching football with me to wine drinking and opera shows. She’s not the woman I fell in love with. She used to go fishing with me and bait her own hooks. Now her idea of fishing is sun tanning on Ryin’s yacht.”

If couples can call it quits after nearly forty years together, what makes me think that Teagan and I have what it takes to make it work?

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