“Better yet, let’s just give him our bed. We can sleep standing up or curled up on that half a couch that you fell in love with.”
Her nostrils flared in anger at my outburst, and I knew the end was near. There was no stopping a normal woman when a man acted that stupid. But add in that she was pregnant and…well, Blake, I knew the eruption would be bad. Like if the Yellowstone volcano were ever to erupt. The pyroclastic cloud would cover the land, spreading darkness and suffocating ash over everyone until nothing alive could survive. And the devastation would go for thousands of miles, killing off all plant life and destroying food supplies everywhere.
Complete annihilation.
That was Blake at this moment.
“How about you stay here and sleep on the ground,” she snapped back.
“You really think I’m going to let my pregnant wife go home with a kid who attacked her and broke into a house?”
“He didn’t attack me. He stole my purse.”
“And that’s better?” I laughed. “Sure, while we’re at it, let’s invite the homeless and the drug addicts into our house as well! We’ll have a regular?—”
Jeff slapped a hand over my mouth, holding it down tight. “I beg you to stop talking before you end up with the shortest marriage in the history of marriages.”
Her eyes flicked to Jeff. “We’ll be in the house. He can sleep at your place or outside for all I care.”
“Sure, I’ll take care of him.”
She sauntered up to me, the worst of her temper yet to be unleashed. “I wouldn’t bother coming home for the next couple of nights. If you do, you might end up through a window again. And this time, I’ll make sure it cuts deeper.”
I swallowed hard at the promise in her voice and in her eyes. She was pissed at me. Not that she had the right. She brought home a kid without consulting me. Who did that? And where were we supposed to put him?
But that was not something I wanted to open my mouth and say to her at this moment. Not when her hand was gripping my cock through my jeans.
And there wasn’t a single ounce of my body that was responding in a positive way right now. No, I knew Blake like the back of my hand, and the way she was gripping me could only mean one thing.
We’d never have kids again.
“Let’s go, Wes! You have school in the morning!” she shouted over her shoulder as she sauntered to our tiny home.
The kid heaved a sigh, tossing his backpack over his shoulder as he stomped behind her. I knew the feeling all too well, but I wasn’t about to open my mouth and risk my cock for a second time in one night.
I watched her stomp away, and when the door closed, I stalked back to the fire and slumped in one of the chairs.
“I gotta say, you really showed her,” Jeff snorted, taking a pull of his beer. “Remind me when I get married what not to do.”
“Go to hell.”
He shook his head with a laugh. “I believe I will be there tonight.”
23
BLAKE
“That’s your bed,”I said, pointing to the loft. “There’s no mattress yet, but I’ll toss some blankets up there.”
“Fucking great,” he muttered.
“Well, it’s better than the jail cell,” I snapped.
He muttered under his breath as he climbed the stairs to the loft. The kid was pissy as hell, and I knew it would take a while for him to warm up to me, but Jesus, the mouth on that kid would drive me up the wall.
Tossing my bag to the floor, I fished through the fridge for something to eat, slamming it when I found nothing worth eating inside. Now that I was home, I wasn’t actually sure what I was going to give this kid to eat. Some guardian I was.
“Are you hungry?”
