“I know, but still, Riley’s death still hurts Lou. I wish I was able to take that pain away.”
“There’s only so much you can do,” Abel said.
“This one sided stuff is a nightmare. You know Ruby burst out laughing when I told her! She thought I was joking around, having some kind of laugh with her.”
“What was she like when she knew it was real?” Maddox asked, putting the phone down.
“She went to her bedroom, and stayed there. She avoids me now like I’m some weirdo.”
“You are a weirdo,” Damian said.
“This coming from the same man who knocked up a woman that doesn’t belong to him.”
“Me and Betty is none of your business.”
“Yeah, I get that, but it doesn’t stop you being a total asshole. What are you doing to do when she gets a new step-daddy?” Oliver said. He was trying to rile his brother so that Damian would fight him. Ever since Ruby had come into his life, he’d not gone out on his own. It had only been five days already, and he was fucking tense. He couldn’t handle it, and right now he needed someone to vent his anger on.
“Fuck off. That’s not going to happen.”
“Betty’s a hot piece of ass, and you think she’s going to stay alone for long? You’ve got no chance of that. She’s going to find a man. A man who Martha will call Daddy!”
Damian pounced, and Oliver was ready. He wanted to fuck his brother over. Damian landed a blow to his chin, and he moved out of the way, and landed several blows himself. They rolled away, and stood, facing each other, fists ready.
“Enough!” Maddox shouted, and even though Oliver wanted to disobey him, he couldn’t do it.
Lowering his fists, he glared at his father. “Why the fuck did you stop us?” he asked.
“I’m not in the mood for you boys to be doing this. You’re grown ass men.” Maddox turned to Damian. “When you knocked Betty up, you knew this was a risk. She’s going to find a man, and that man is going to be around your daughter. Deal with it.” He then looked at him. “Oliver, grow the fuck up. So your woman isn’t impressed with the way you treat her. So what? Live with it, or better yet, find a way like Jacob and Abel has. I don’t have time for you assholes to be at each other’s throats.”
“He’s dealing with Landon,” Rick said.
Their uncle was sat on the sofa, reading a fitness magazine.
“What’s going on with Landon?” Oliver asked.
“He wants to go home with me and Sarah. At the moment he’s showing Sarah around, but Maddox doesn’t want him going back to England.”
“His home is here.”
“Yeah, I know, but there’s not a lot I can do about that,” Rick said. “You gave him to me, and I’ve made sure he’s calmed down a whole lot. You want to ruin that hard work?”
“Fuck off,” Maddox said.
The phone started to ring, silencing all of the men.
“What the ever loving fuck could that be?” Maddox picked up the phone, shouting out a hello.
He was so mad, but Oliver didn’t care. Dealing with his father was the last of his worries.
The phone slammed down. “You better get downstairs,” Maddox said.
Oliver looked at his two brothers, and then at his uncle before frowning. “Me?”
“Yes, you. It seems your woman is downstairs, and causing a bit of a stir. She’s in the restaurant, and she’s hitting the whiskey.”
Oliver cursed and left his father’s office. He’d never seen Ruby drunk. The past couple of days, she’d divided her attention between the kitchen and her room.
The moment he entered the bar, he saw Ruby dressed in white, and it molded to her body, highlighting her large breasts.