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“A heads u…up?”
“Yeah, thought you’d like to know that we’ll be seeing each other, very soon.”
Pulling my head off the car window, I scrambled to open the door. My hands shaking so hard that I couldn’t get the key to go in and I managed to drop them on the ground.
Bending down to pick them up, a boot came into my line of sight. My heart thumped harder, the blood pumping in my ears so loud that I couldn’t hear a thing.
Jumping up, I tried to move away but crashed into a hard body, stepping back and turning around, I was met with those evil green eyes.
“Told you I’d be coming for you,” he sneered, right before everything turned black.
Me and Monty watched Kay drive off the compound and I was feeling good about everything. Things were going smoothly with everyone, especially since Kay had talked with Kitty.
Once the gates closed behind her, I jogged down the steps and whistled for Monty to follow me. He whined like he did every time they went out. Until Kay was back, he’d be sat by the door, watching and waiting for her to walk back through it anyway.
I heard him follow me to the warehouse and sure enough, just like always, he sat straight by the door when we were inside. I went into my office to try and catch up on some paperwork, although I didn’t know how much I should do because Kay would most probably re-do it all.
It had been crazy these last few weeks and this weekend was just what we all needed. Spending time with Kay and Eli, as a family, was something that I never thought would happen.
Eli may not have been my son by blood, but by all other counts he was. With him not having a great start, I wanted to give him the best possible life that I could. I knew that Kay had done everything that she could, and that she’d tried to shield him from as much as possible, but now it was time for me to step in and be the father figure that he needed. To be honest, I was looking forward to it. I didn’t want to replace his father, although that wouldn’t be a bad thing.
Even though Kay had tried to shield him from everything, he’d been well aware of what had been going on. When he’d wanted to learn how to box, I’d had a good talk with him and asked him why he wanted to learn. I knew that it was a big decision, especially with Kay’s past. I’d never expected him to say what he had.
“I want to protect mama,” he had said. I’d tried to swallow past the lump in my throat, to explain that he didn’t need to learn how to box to protect his mama. In the end, we’d decided that it would be good for him to learn, I still hadn’t told Kay what he had said and I didn’t think I ever would.
Was it wrong for me to keep it from her? Probably.
But if I told her, all she would do was worry about it and she didn’t need to. It was over now and there was nothing she could do to change the past. All she could do was make the future a better one and with my help, I’d make damn sure that it was one hundred times better.
“Mornin’ boss,” Evan sang as he walked into the office.
“Mornin’.” I nodded.
Shuffling through all the paperwork, I put them all into a pile for Kay. There really wasn’t any point in trying to sort through it because I knew that it would just mess up the whole system that she had, and it would just cause more work for her.
Our time in the office had become less and less, I really should probably try and find someone to work in just the office. Kay was more suited to working on surveillance jobs anyway. I wondered sometimes what we did before her. She had this way of looking at situations; she was able to step back from them and look at it from all angles and that was what was needed in this job.
“What’s todays plan?” Evan asked, jumping onto the couch and placing his arms behind his head.
“Might pop in to see Charlie.” I looked up at him as a huge grin spread across his face. “What’s that for?” I pointed.
“What’s what?” He looked around, his face full of confusion but I saw the blush rise up onto his cheeks.
“That grin.” I raised an eyebrow.
Shrugging his shoulders, he lifted up off the couch. “Think I might tag along.” He tried to make it sound casual but he was far from it.
“To see Charlie?” I tilted my head to the side, assessing him. Why would he be so happy to see Charlie? “Oh, shit,” I said, coming to a realization.
“What?” His eyes widened in panic.
“You like Charlie?” I chuckled. Damn, I didn’t have anything against same sex couples but Charlie did not swing that way.
“I mean, he’s okay, yeah.” He shrugged again.
“You know he doesn’t, you know, swing that way?”