Page 26 of Anything To Be With You

The minute the doors open, she drops my hand and runs from the car, towards an old Honda Accord, climbing in. After a few curses that would make a trucker blush, the car starts, and she speeds off.

I wait until she’s gone before getting in my C10 Chevy truck and head home. I open the door and walk in, grabbing a beer from the fridge as I pass, and head into my home office. I sit down and get to work.

I finish everything up around two. Checking over my schedule, I notice that Dani forgot to add a couple of meetings and important court dates. I grab my phone and dial.

"Archer, you want to explain to me why you’re calling in the middle of the night?" she yawns. "What if I was getting plowed?"

The sting of jealously goes through me at the thought of another man getting between those thighs and a growl escapes.

Focus Luke.

"You missed some meetings and dates on my schedule. I need those added. Now." I order.

Light snoring comes through the phone.

"Daniella," I call.

"Jesus. What?" she whines.

"Luke is fine. No need to be formal," I say.

Dani snorts out a laugh and my chest tightens in a way it hasn’t done in years.

"I need those meetings and dates added," I repeat.

"I’m putting you on speaker so I can do this." Dani yawns again and mutters something that sounds an awful lot like fucking asshole.

I watch on my end as she adds everything I asked her to.

"Anything else you need me to d—"

A loud bang comes from Dani’s end of the phone, cutting her off mid-sentence.

"What in the hell? Hold on Archer, I’m slipping you in my panties."

My stubble scratches my palms as I rub my face. She sleeps in her panties. I really wish she didn’t tell me that. The sound of fabric rubbing against the phone brings my attention back.

"Mason! Why the fuck are you climbing through the window?" Dani yells at her son.

"I forgot my key."

"Did you also forget how to tell time. I told you home by ten-thirty, it’s two in the morning. Where the fuck were you?"

"I lost track of time. I was hangin’ with Axe and Mack—"

"What have I told you about hanging with that Mack kid?" Dani demands.

"I know."

"Well obviously you don’t if I have to tell you again. His parents are too busy taking expensive vacations without him to care about what he’s doing. Axe I can understand, there is something wrong with that boy," Dani grumbles. "But you, I raised you better than that. Give me your phone, you’ve lost it for the week, and you’ll be going to work with Auntie Erin tomorrow."

"You can’t do that." He argues.

"I can do whatever I want, I’m your mother."

"I have plans tomorrow," he groans so loud I can feel the vibration through the phone.

"Not anymore."

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