Page 39 of With Us (Next Generation 2)

Sunny

I WAS YOUNG ANDstupid once. After Shade and I had drifted apart for a year or so in the beginning, I met someone and he did the same. Although she didn’t do it for me like Meadow had last night, Roxanne Wilson had been convenient.

“Roxanne,” I greeted. “It’s been awhile.”

She snorted. “It has. You keep missing your payments.”

I rolled my eyes. “Those kids aren’t mine. They were never mine.” I stuffed my aching cock back into my pants and leaned forward. I gave Shade a smirk.

He chuckled softly, shaking his head.

“They should be,” she said, sniffing.

I bit back a heavy sigh. Although I had loved her kids, she confessed they weren’t mine after I demanded a DNA test. Add on the fact that I found her fucking her yoga instructor. It was so damn cliché, it made me twitch. And she had been trying to get me to pay child support ever since. I used to pay it. I used towantto pay it. But after finding out that the kids weren’t mine, I got my name removed from their birth certificates and cleared up by the courts, so I didn’t have to continue supporting kids who weren’t mine. I helped when I could but that was it.

“You promised,” she reminded me.

“No. I only promised to help you before I caught you cheating on me. And even after that, I still continued helping you like a damn sucker. Remember what happened after that, Roxanne? You kept the money for yourself.”

Her breath hitched.

“I also told you that I would help them through school when the time came. But they’re not even out of high school yet.” Even though everything inside of me told me they weren’t mine in the beginning, I still believed her and had claimed them as such. Twins also didn’t run in my family, so that was a big indicator, but I was still hopeful. I had always wanted a family of my own. When the tests came back saying they belonged to someone else, I left her. I still loved them, but I couldn’t stay with their mother. No matter how hard I tried in the beginning. And now they were the ones who suffered but thanks to social media, I still kept in contact with them.

“Sunny,” Roxanne said gently. “I need your help.”

“No, you don’t. You need my money. That’s it.”

“It’s more than that.”

“Really? What is it then? You know, you haven’t contacted me in quite a while. Did your current boyfriend, husband, fuck-buddy throw your ass out? Is that the problem, Roxanne?”

“You were actually nice once.”

I grunted. “I was a lot of things once.”

“Something…something has come up. I need your help.”

Years ago, I would have caved and heard her out but not anymore. “We keep having the same conversation each month, Roxanne.” I covered Shade’s hand and locked my fingers between his. “I’m not doing this shit with you again and again. Take care of yourself and leave me the fuck alone.” I hung up and put my phone on silent, knowing she would call right back. For the third time.

“She’s still trying to suck money out of you?”

I nodded. “I have no idea why I married her in the first place.” I had felt sorry for her. I was also hurting when Shade and I weren’t talking at the time. As much as it made me look like an asshole, I used her as a distraction. It worked. For a little bit. Even after I had left her, I wanted to help in any way that I could, but cheating was a deal breaker for me. I could be a domineering dick, but cheating was unacceptable. Although it was a normal thing in the biker life, it wasn’t me.

“You were bored, and you didn’t have me around.” Shade winked.

I chuckled. “Yeah.” I released his hand and stared at my best friend. My partner. A man I loved. Also a man who had started giving me a blow job only seconds before. It had grown from a friendship to something more rather quickly, but it still never became physical until today. “Why have you waited?”

Shade crossed his ankle over his opposite knee. “Because I would rather be with you and not fuck you, than to not be with you at all.”

“But why? There are other men and women out there who could make you happy.”

“Nope.” Shade turned toward me. “I don’t want them.Youmake me happy. Even when you’re grumpy, old man.” He leaned toward me and placed a soft peck on my forehead before pulling away from me. “I’m going to take a nap and dream of that sweet little thing we spent the night with.” He headed to the hall leading to our bedrooms. “If you want anything, Sunny, anything at all, you know where to find me.” Instead of waiting for me to respond, he headed down the hall, the sound of a door closing a moment later.

My body stirred, my mind conjuring up images of what would happen if Ididfollow him. But I didn’t. I couldn’t. I wasn’t sure why but a part of me was scared. And I didn’t know if that fear would ever go away.

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(Meadow)

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