“What is it?” I asked, once we were clear.
“Trey. Do you happen to know where he is?” Maverick asked. Groaning, I rubbed a hand down my face at the sound of my son’s name.
“What’s he done now?”
“It’s not clear but he’s skipped town, from what I can tell. His name has been popping up on alerts all over town.”
“Who?”
Maverick sighed. “Ironborne.”
“Drugs?”
“No, it looks like it’s gambling.”
“Fuck,” I grunted. You try hard to look after your kids, give them the freedom to explore who they are, and you get one who can’t look after himself to save his life. In this example, he truly was trying to get himself killed.
“They offer a threat or deal to us?”
“No,” Maverick answered. “They turned his apartment upside down, but it looks like he’s disappeared.”
“He has a girl,” I offered. “I’ve met her a couple of times, she’s even come here for parties. Name’s Rowan. Find her and ask her about it.”
“And when I find him?”
“Allow him to deal with it himself,” I told my VP, my oldest friend. He’d known my boy since he was a kid. “Until he can’t, then let me know. He needs to answer to his own shit.”
Maverick nodded. “I already have Trojan looking into it.”
“Good.”
Maverick left the room, leaving me to think about my boy. The son I never wanted, and yet the one who had changed my life the second he was born. I’d do anything for him, but I also didn’t want to be my own father. I didn’t want him to hate me. I wanted him to do things on his own, but the second he needed me. I would be there.
I always was.
Even if it meant I had to stop fantasising about his drop dead gorgeous girlfriend, Rowan. How my boy landed such a stone cold fox was beyond me. I should be happy for him. He got a real one. A woman who would do anything for him, one who would be loyal…not like the two I ended up with.
She was too young.
And yet, there had been nights I’d spent thinking about her, stroking my dick, and coming way too fast thinking about her on her knees for me. Not to mention the amount of times I’d picked a club girl to bury myself in, and only did it from behind so I could imagine it were her.
I know, I’m a fucking animal.
I deserved to be shot or put down for fantasising about her, and yet I couldn’t help it. She was fucking stunning. Perfect in every way.
And so unbelievably out of bounds.
A guy could dream, right?
Rowan
Beep!
Beep!
Fuck, why did hospitals have to be so fucking loud? I thought we were meant to rest and relax, but in the last few hours I’d been poked, prodded and woken more times than I can count on my hands. I get it, I had internal bleeding, blah, blah, blah.
My eyes opened to a new nurse smiling down at me. I tried to smile back but my face hurt everywhere.
