Put Out (Kilgore Fire Book 5)(2)

By: Lani Lynn Vale



“I like your hair.”

I blinked, surprised.

“Thank you.”

He grinned and walked off, but not before looking at me once more over his shoulder.

I waved and he waved back.

Then I got into the car with my mother and my sobbing little sister, and never looked back.





***


7 years later

“Push, honey,” my mother whispered. “Push hard.”

I pushed hard, but the fact that the room was fucking full of people I didn’t want there was making it hard to concentrate.

“I think it might be the time to consider a C-section.” The doctor’s kind eyes looked at me.

“Why do I have to be here?” Jade asked. “This is ridiculous.”

Jade was my step-sister who also happened to be in a relationship with Troy, the father of the baby I was in the process of delivering.

I looked over at my brother, who was standing at my head and not looking at anything but my face, and pleaded with him.

“Please get her out of here.”

His grin went lethal.

“I can do that.”

Without another word, he went to work, getting not just her, but a very pissed off Troy, to leave.

That’s when I passed out.

I woke up confused.

My mind was a hazy, cloudy reminder that something wasn’t right.

“Honey,” a woman’s angry voice said. “If you make me hold that kid, I will drop it on the floor.”

“Bitch,” the man mumbled. “She’s cute. Almost as cute as her sister, Haley.”

My eyes snapped open when what I was supposed to be remembering finally moved to the forefront of my mind.

My baby!

That man was holding my baby. First.

My baby!

“Give her to me,” I demanded, staring at the man that I hated with my whole entire being.

Troy walked across the room and placed her in my arms, being sure to touch me inappropriately as he did.

What had I ever seen in him?

Granted, he was a good-looking guy, but nothing to fight with another woman over. Not someone I would ever want to have children with—though it was a little too late for that at this point.

Troy had been my first grown up relationship. He’d been my first love. My first everything.

But I hadn’t been his first. Hell, I hadn’t even been his only.

Jade was the other woman. The woman who Troy had chosen over me.

Jade was also my step-sister. Haley was their daughter together.

Troy had known that I didn’t get along with Jade. What I hadn’t known was that he was fucking her at the same time he was fucking me. Which had been the deciding factor in why I’d stopped chasing after him.

At first I’d fancied myself in love with him; but, over time, as I’d calmed down from what had been done to me, I’d come to realize that I wasn’t in love with him, but in love with the idea of him.

Troy was a football coach at the local high school. He was charismatic, funny, and an all-around pleasant guy…on the outside.

On the inside, he was an asshole.

“She’s a cute kid,” he said. “I can’t wait for her to meet her sister.”

The woman behind him gagged, and I reluctantly let my eyes drift her way.

The woman—Jade—was not my biggest fan. Hell, but I wasn’t hers either. Although, I guess, I had more right to that than she did.

She’d won the man and I’d lost him.

Not that I was too upset about that. In fact, if I had to be honest, I was ecstatic that Troy had chosen her.

Had I known about her beforehand, I wouldn’t have gotten into the position where a baby would have even been possible. But I didn’t know and I did get into that position, along with several others. So here I am with a baby daddy I loathe, but a precious baby girl who is burrowing her way into my heart, one soft, sweet baby’s breath at a time.

“Get out.”

“No,” Troy refused.

“If you don’t get out, I’m going to call the nurse.”

“How are you going to do that?” he asked, ripping the call light from my fingers and baring his teeth at me.

I narrowed my eyes.

“I don’t have to call him,” I smiled. “He’s already here.”

At first, I wasn’t too excited about having a male nurse.

Now, though, I was one hundred percent satisfied with my service.

Even more so after he took one look at my face, and kicked both of them out and refused to let them back in.

“It was the court order that allowed him to be there for the birth,” Jason, my nurse protector, said. “It says nothing about him being here afterward.”





***


7 months later

“Oh, my God,” I moaned to myself. “He’s back.”

Dammit! Why did he have to be so good-looking?

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