Page 4 of Wolf's Son
Well, that was one way to meet my neighbor. It definitely wasn’t a good way to make an impression. He’s going to think I’m one of those jerks who blaresmusic all the time. I mean, I do, but I do try to be respectful of those around me.
I was always raised to treat others the way I wanted to be treated. I might not always be given the same, but I’ve always done my best not to disrespect others in ways that I am. It’s just the way I am. I can’t help it. My brother says I don’t have a mean bone in my body.
Stepping toward the open doorway, I watch him make his way to his back door then into his house. It was dark, but I could still see his outline.
The moment he’s out of sight, I take a breath, step back in my studio, close the door, and look around. It’s late, I might as well clean up and be done for the night. Tomorrow’s going to be a long day.
Especially considering I didn’t get around to dealing with the event coordinator for the Gala. I had a whole list of things that will need to be dealt with before the end of the week. I doubt I’ll even be able to get back out here until after the Gala this weekend.
Maybe, one day, I won’t have to worry about dealing with what my brother wants me to do and do what I want.
CHAPTER 2
WOLF
I moved into my and Kale’s new home a couple days ago. It’s been harder than I imagined taking this on by myself. The first few weeks, I had my brothers and their women at the clubhouse helping me. I knew I couldn’t rely on them all the time and needed to find a place for me and my kid.
Cyprus had told me about this place before I found out about Kale. I’d already seen it and thought it was the shit. It looked like a peaceful area without any bullshit.
What I wasn’t expecting was a neighbor who blared music. I didn’t have an issue with it during the day. We’d all heard it kick on at the neighbor’s while we were all moving everything into the house.With all the activity going on, I could ignore it. Hell, it was damn good music. What I couldn’t handle was at night when I was trying to get Kale down, and he wouldn’t settle.
I ended up calling Noelle over to the house, so I didn’t leave him alone. It’s good that my VP and his woman lived only three doors down on the other side of the street.
Walking across the yard to the building in my neighbor’s backyard, I hadn’t expected to find what I found. Not only was my neighbor a woman, but one sexy as hell one at that. Slick blond hair, held back by a bandana, kept it from her face. Her eyes had been sea green, and she’d been petite. She looked like you could split her in two with your bare hands.
And she’d introduced herself to me. Jacqueline.
I’d given her my name and walked away.
Since that moment, I hadn’t seen her, nor had I heard her music again. The car in her driveway came and went. The lights in her house came on and went off. The ones in her building in the back, didn’t.
Having spent several hours up in the middle of the night, I noticed this. Kale, for the most part, has been a good baby, the only thing that kills me is his sleep schedule. He’s not sleeping through the night as much as I’d like him to. I’ve found he’s typically waking me up around one, then again at two. So, Itypically fall asleep about three in the morning, only to wake up at six, six-thirty.
With Kale down now, I should be doing other stuff, maybe even getting something to eat. Instead, I’m sitting outside, enjoying the fresh air without Kale. I love that kid to death, but I need a moment without him sometimes. This is one of those times.
My phone vibrates in my pocket at the same time a black limo pulls into Jacqueline’s driveway. Where I’m sitting on the porch, I’m out of view of anyone, though I can visibly see everything. Someone gets out of the front passenger seat and opens the back door just as Jacqueline steps out of the house.
The sight of her dressed in a vibrant green dress that fits her body in all the right places comes into view. The dress has a slit up the side of one leg, showing off the tan she’s sporting. Her hair falls down her back. On her arms are black gloves that went over her elbows. In her hands, she is holding onto a matching green clutch.
I watch the way she moves with grace to the back of the limo and climbs in. A moment later, the limo pulls out of the driveway.
A part of me wants to know where she’s going dressed like she is. Better yet, with whom? Maybe I should ask Vulture to look into who my neighbor is. Then again, she’s my neighbor. That’s all she is, andit’s gonna stay that way. I don’t have time for women. All of my attention needs to be on my club and raising Kale.
Getting up, I make my way back into the house to check on my son, pushing thoughts of my neighbor out of my mind.
“You good, brother?” Aries asks, popping a beer top off the bottle, foot up on the coffee table, eyes locked on his woman, watching her cuddle with Kale.
He might be talking to me, but he’s always watching her.
“I’m good,” I tell him, taking a sip of my own beer.
“Neighbor keep blaring music?”
Fucking hell.
Of course, he’d ask that shit.
“Nope.” I wasn’t going to let him pull me into this conversation. Getting up, I set the beer down. “I’m gonna start the grill.” The two of them came over for dinner, mostly because Rory wanted to see the baby.
