“Back at you, asshole.”
Lucas takes the stool next to Keir.
“So what were you two lovers talking about before I arrived?”
“Marriage.”
“Oh, are you getting married again?” Lucas waggles his brows at me.
“No, never again.”
“If you say so.” Lucas laughs. “I see the way you watch her. What do we call her, then? Ex-wife, side piece, your whore?”
“Lucas, would you like Joey to call Chanel a whore?”
“I’d kill him. Only I’m allowed to say that to her, and usually, it’s when she is begging for my cock.”
“You both should leave.” I point to the door before I lose my shit.
“Sailor asked me to remind you about her girls’ night in. Can you tell Adora?”
“Does Sailor not have her number?”
He shrugs. “She does, but she wantsyouto remind her.”
I groan. “She can text her.”
“If you say so.”
“So, the kid?” Keir asks.
“What about him?”
“He is going to be an issue with Scott.”
“Scott has made no contact. Do you think he would be stupid enough to?” I ask.
“Yes. Yes, I do. He is the type of man who’s fixated on things, and he wants her. And in return, he takes the son. So he has her by the balls, as they say.”
He’s right.
I know he is.
Seeing her be a mother is different. Nice.
She’s softer with him.
Whereas with me, she was always hard. Uncompromising.
Not always now, but I never saw any softness in the beginning.
It took a while, and I understand why.
When someone tries to take everything from you, you never want to give any of yourself.
I almost gave her everything, which in turn has put up all my walls.
I’m happy to just fuck.