Page 43 of Regancy & Savior
LANE
That day had probably been the longest day of my career, and all I wanted to do was crawl into a bed and close my eyes. First my client skips town on bail and then the state’s attorney filed a motion to suppress key evidence in a trial for a man’s freedom. It was the day that had me questioning why I chose my profession, but I’d never give up. I felt everybody had thosedays. It was just a thing of life. However, I was so happy that my day was over, and I was headed out until I looked up and saw my father opening the glass doors to my office. He wore a weary expression, and his face was tired like he hadn’t had a wink of sleep. None of that mattered to me because I needed to get out of there and into my bed. I was exhausted, and he was another thing standing in the way of me getting out of the building.
“Hello, Father. How can I help you?” I asked. He stood in the middle of my office, glancing around before he finally looked at me. I loved my father, but we’d always had a bit of an odd relationship because I was the epitome of a woman he couldn’t handle. I was too strong to southern-bred men like him. Some men needed women to need them because they couldn’t handle her having her own.
“Hey, baby girl.” He smiled. He definitely had something on his mind. It was funny because he always used to tell my mother I was too strong willed and that he didn’t know how to approach me. “I was stopping by to have a word with you about Sabastian.”
I didn’t mean to smirk when he said his name, but I couldn’t help it. “What about him?”
“Well, he misses you and could use your comforting.”
I laughed. “I’m sure Joseph has done enough comforting.”
“Lane!” My father all but gasped.
“What? Are you bothered, or did they lie to you to make you think it was just a compromising position at the wrong time? Well, Daddy, I caught Sabastian sticking his penis in your son’s?—”
“Lane! That’s enough.” He was grossed out, and I was having a fucking field day. That was probably one of the better moments of the long ass day.
“Some men go through phases, and some?—”
“Well, did you go through a phase, Dad?” I looked over my reading glasses at him.
“Hell no.” He looked offended that I’d ask him something like that.
“My point exactly. It’s fine. I was actually going to tell Sabastian that I’ve moved on. So truthfully, there are no hard feelings.” I smiled.
My father gave me a toothy grin. “Moved on? Have I met this fellow?”
“No. He’s someone new.” I wasn’t sure if I wanted Taurus to meet my family yet.
“And why have we not had him over for dinner?” he asked.
“Didn’t you just come to plead the case of another? You move on fast.”
“Well, you’re like your mother in that aspect. When your mind is made up, there is no changing it or reasoning. So, how soon will you be inviting your friend for dinner?”
“I don’t know. It’s fairly new, but I’ll let you know.”
Once I was able to convince my father all was well and that I wouldn’t out my brother’s “phase” to his wife, he left. I had to laugh at that because Joseph hated me but sent my father to beg me to keep his secret.Phase my ass.Joseph had been married for five years. He shouldn’t have had to test any got damn waters. Part of me wanted to tell her for the hell of it, but I decided to wait for one of those boring ass family dinners when he’d be throwing jabs. If I wasn’t mistaken, one was coming up. When I finally did get home, I slipped out of my shoes and immediately curled up on my sofa. I just needed a moment to breathe and do nothing. Of course, that never happened because my phone was ringing less than five minutes later. I already knew it was Taurus. He could damn near sense when I was about to go to sleep.
“How can I help you, Mr. White?” I answered without opening my eyes.
“Fuck you sound like that for?” he questioned. I could hear the attitude in his voice.
“Because I was on my way to sleep.”
“Cool. Close your eyes and get your few moments of beauty sleep while I kick this door in.”
“And whose door is that?” I asked, scooting closer to the corner of my sofa. I was too used to his brute ass, so I didn’t pay him saying he was kicking somebodies door in any attention.
“Yours.”
My eyes shot open as I jumped from my sofa. I rushed to the door and opened it just as that fool stood at my door with a smirk on his face. I hit him in the shoulder as he stood up straight and walked into my place. “Why must you be an asshole?”
He laughed as he looked around my space.
“How did you know I was gonna be home?” I asked.
