“No,” they both said in unison.
Great, I had a couple of parrots on my hands. I let out a long sigh. Honestly, I’d hoped this would be easier. At least she was talking to me. That was an improvement.
“You’re carrying my kid. Henceforth, your ass belongs in my bed.”
Her arms folded across her chest, pushing her breasts up. My eyes fell down to the small bump in her belly. The bump I put there. My dick hardened at the thought. I never wanted to fuck anyone as much as I wanted to fuck her right now.
“What if it wasn’t your kid?” she shot back. “Would you leave me alone?”
I stopped and thought for a minute. Though it would piss me off to no end knowing someone else touched her, it wouldn’t make a difference. Lana was mine. Plain and simple.
“No, it wouldn’t matter.” I shook my head. “You’re mine. Period.”
Apparently, she wasn’t expecting that answer, because her jaw dropped. Sean grumbled something, but I didn’t really give a fuck what he was saying. My eyes were stuck on the beauty in front of me, and the way the light bounced off her plump pink lips.
Get your head in the game, Parker.
“I’m giving you the easy way out here, Lana.” I paused long enough to arch my brow, “I’d take it, if I were you.”
She scoffed, “Right, because you’ve been so nice to me this far.”
“Trust me, baby, I’ll be real nice to you.”Every night, in our bed.
“Go fuck yourself, Parker.”
That was about what I expected. Most chicks liked getting money. My mother was a gold digging whore. The only reason she married my father was because her family was going broke. Arranged marriages had their advantages. For instance, my dad could care less who my mother fucked, and vice versa. That wouldn’t be the case with my girl. The only other guy she’d be fucking, would be someone I decided to bring in and fuck as well. Just thinking about that shit got me hard. Some prick all hard for my woman, taking it up the ass while I fucked them both…
No time to fantasize now.
“Have it your way, Angel.” I held out a piece of paper for her. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Lana snatched the paper out of my hand and glared down at it. The smile on my face widened with the shock in her eyes.
“You’re suing me for custody!”
I tipped my head and slowly raked my gaze over her curves. “Should’ve taken the easy way.”
“You know what you can do with your easy way?” She stepped in, bringing her narrowed glare close enough that I could smell the vanilla scent of her perfume. “You can shove it up your ass.”
If she wanted to play hardball, that was fine with me, but she wasn’t going to like the outcome.
Her angry glare rolled onto Sean next, as she snarled, “And you, go find someone else to brother,” before storming down the hall.
“What did I do?” Sean muttered from beside me.
I shrugged. “Women.”
Lana was barely out of view before Sean’s fist cracked off my jaw. It was on after that.
Thirty minuteslater and I was still sitting in the office next to Mase. I didn’t bother to ask why he was here. If Mase had a second home, it was the red chair he was currently seated in. I’d never been in trouble before, but I got the soul sucking comments Riley made about the receptionist now. Mrs. Grier sat behind the counter, giving us the evil eye. Well, mostly Mase. He’d of course smile back at her, flashing his teeth in a charming way. Fucker even blew her a couple of kisses.
“She just smiled at me,” I whispered to Mase when Mrs. Grier gave me the tiniest smirk and returned to her work. “Should I be concerned?”
Mase’s green eyes went wide, “Fuck off. She did not smile.”
“Language, Mr. Kessler.”
Even her voice was creepy.