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As much as I’d like to say nothing, I won’t be able to think properly with you like that. Wear something comfortable, we have a lot to go over.

My heart ticked up a notch as I thought about going back to his place. Was he staying at Luke’s, The Clifton, or, hell, maybe he rented one of the beach houses? I had no idea. He certainly had enough money for all of them, plus some. But I would do as he asked, it was the least I could give him.

Anna

Okay.

I was laying my phone down on the coffee table when Savannah reached out and rubbed my shoulder. “Was that him?”

“Yep, he wants to have dinner tomorrow. I think I’m going to be sick.” Tears built up in my eyes, and I sniffed, praying the snot stayed in my nose. I didn’t want to cry, not now. I’d done enough of that over the years.

Leaning over, she wrapped me in her arms for a hug. “Hey, everything is going to be fine. It’ll work out. We can watch Ben, so you won’t worry, if you don’t feel like bugging your parents or Kalia.”

I dipped my chin. “Thanks, Savvy.”

ChapterFive

“She’s kept this from me for six years, Chaz. How the hell am I supposed to feel about it?” My tone was frosty. I’d say there’s a bit of anger below the surface on this whole situation. She pushed me to go out and race and then decided to not tell me or let Dad tell me.

He sighed loudly into the phone. “I don’t know what to tell ya, man. Y’all have to figure your shit out. Well… you have a lot of shit to figure out right now.”

I dipped my head in agreement even though he couldn’t see me. “I don’t know. I feel like Annagayle and I have always kinda been unfinished business, and, coming home, I thought we could see what became of us. If there was still a spark or not, but having a kid throws a wrench in the whole thing. You should see him, Chaz, he looks just like me. There’s no way he’s not mine.”

He clears his throat, and there's a brief moment of silence as though he’s weighing the words he’s about to say. “Maybe you should ask for a paternity test, just to be safe. You are a world champion driver. You don’t need to shell out a bunch of money for a kid that may not even be yours.”

I snorted. “Anna wouldn’t do that.”

He chuckled, but it was hollow. “I can hear it in your tone. You don’t doubt her. I’m just watching out for you. I’ve been here since you joined the team as our driver. You wouldn’t be the first who fell to the wiles of a beautiful woman.”

“And I appreciate your opinion, but it’s Anna and I who have to figure all this out… and that starts tonight.”

“Okay, well let’s chat about something else. You sure you want to give all this up to move home and run an auto shop? It seems below you.”

My eyes scanned the room before me, looking over it all. “Hey, look, Chaz. I love racing. I’ve loved racing for the last six years. We’ve had some close calls. We’ve had some big wins. We’ve also had some horrible losses, but that’s how life goes, and I think, at this point, my journey is back here in Silverbell. I have a chance to finally settle down and start making a family. I’m thirty years old and not getting any younger.”

“So, you're thinking about more kids already?” The apprehension slips through his voice.

I shrug. “Well, I’m not tossing the idea out, but we’ve got a ways to go to get to that point. A lot of shit to work through.” One look at the clock, and I’m cursing. “Shit, man. I gotta go. I’m picking her up at 7.”

“Good luck, and, look… I know you don’t think she’d do that to you, just… I don’t want to see you hurt, man. I remember back when you first started coming around, and you were a miserable bastard. Don’t become that guy again.”

I chuckle. “No chance of that.” The call flashes off the screen as I end it before throwing my phone down on the couch. I need to finish getting ready. Tearing off my clothes as I walk to my room, I immediately head into the bathroom to shower.

The hot water pelts my skin as it’s thrown through the showerhead. I take several deep breaths. It’s how I relax before each of my races. Tonight may be a race. I came home with the plan to hopefully pick up where we left off, but there’s no green flag on this one. It’s a checkered flag and, just like racing, I’m going to have to determine what the best next move is…

Chaz and I have been together for the last six years. I joined the team, and he took me under his wing, helping me to mature and grow as a racer. He always had my back, so I can’t be mad at him for his words about Annagayle. He doesn’t know her or our past.

Anna was never the girl to sleep around. I was her first, and I want to make damn sure I’m her last dick for life. Well, last man in general. I want to be her everything. Eventually, her husband and Ben’s father, with the hope for another child in the next few years.

I bet she was gorgeous pregnant, completely glowing. That rounded belly holding my child in there. I would be lying if I said it didn’t give me a half chub just thinking about it. Sex with Annagayle should be the last thing on my mind tonight, but I can’t seem to help it. I’ve always been sorely attracted to her, and I don’t think that will ever change.

Forty minutes later, I’m showered, dressed, and grabbing my wallet as I leave the house I’d been renting. I wanted something on the beach. It was always our dream growing up to live on the beach and raise our kids there, but that was before things changed. Before everything changed.

The engine revs to life as I turn the key in the ignition of my 1967 Chevelle SS. A bright red beauty with two black racing stripes. I haven’t seen this car in years, leaving it behind when I went on the road to race.

I know as soon as Annagayle sees this car, she’ll have memories. Hell, I have memories from this car. Memories in the backseat, the front seat, even on the hood of this car. Remembering all the times Anna spread out across the hood of my car, completely bare and waiting for me, has my cock rock hard yet again.

The drive to her house is relatively short from the beach house. I park outside the townhouse where she lives and head to the front door. My heart pounds, threatening to leap from my throat as I stare down the door and try to calm myself. Closing my eyes, I take deep breaths to soothe myself until I can no longer feel my pulse beating in my neck.


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