Page 30 of Eleven of a Kind

“Give me your phone.” I held out my hand.

I typed my name and number under her contacts and handed it back to her.

“There. You have my number. Shoot me a text message right now with the name of your school.” I smiled.

My phone pinged, and I stored her number in my phone.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at three fifteen, Riley.”

“Yeah. See you tomorrow,” she spoke with irritation.

“Remember, Dr. Kind, don’t be too hard on her.”

“Thank you again, Piper. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He grabbed Riley’s backpack, and the two of them left the shop.

“Holy hell, and Mother Mary of God,” Tara said. “He’s one DILF.”

I furrowed my brows at her.

“You know. A dad I’d like to fuck.” She cocked her head.

“He certainly is.” I bit my bottom lip, and we both laughed.

“I don’t understand why you’re doing all this for that kid,” Tara said.

“It’s what Margaret Krosswood did for me.” I smiled at her.

CHAPTER11

Gabriel

“What the hell is the matter with you?” I shouted as we climbed into the car. “Why would you steal?”

“I don’t know,” Riley said as she slammed the door shut. “I can’t believe I have to go work there after school.” She crossed her arms and shook her head.

“You’re lucky she didn’t call the police and press charges against you.”

She sat there looking out the window and didn’t say a word. When I pulled into the driveway, she climbed out, slammed the door, and unlocked the house with her key. As she went to run up the stairs, I stopped her.

“Don’t you dare take another step. You’re grounded.”

“For how long?” she asked.

“For life!”

“Yeah, okay, Dad.”

“Give me your phone.” I held out my hand.

“Dad, no!”

“Riley, give me your phone. I’ll give it back to you when you leave for school, and you’ll give it back to me when you come home.”

“You are so unfair!” she shouted.

“Life isn’t fair, kid. You broke the law, and there are consequences for that. Hand it over.”

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