Mag-log inI walked back to my desk, and by the time I sat down, Steve was walking in with a smirk on his face.“I was just informed of something, and I think it’s information that you will want to hear.”I waved my hand toward the seat across from me. “What is it about?”“My nephew…”“What about your nephew? Am I supposed to know him?” I asked.“You don’t have to know him. Your woman does. That’s enough.”I clenched my jaw tightly. “And what is that supposed to mean?”He looked down at his nails before wiping them on his pants smugly. “I know of a conspiracy to destroy your relationship with her and who’s behind it.”My body went cold as I narrowed my eyes at him. “There is nothing that will destroy our relationship. Your nephew can try as much as he wants, but he will never succeed, that I can promise you. But let’s say that I believe you, give me the name of your nephew, and I will decide if it’s worth negotiating over.”He sat back in his chair, tenting his fingers over his stomach. “Gabe.”
RipI smiled softly at Naomi as Steve began to stutter behind me. I had never seen such confidence on Naomi’s face as I did when she said she wanted to adopt Becky. It made me even more sure that my decision to adopt her was the right one. And convincing Naomi to be her mother had just been made easier.“Rip, we were in the middle of talking and–”My head snapped around so I could scowl at him. “This is the kind of behavior that got you blacklisted. If you wish to even have a chance at getting out of this mess, then you need to respect Naomi as my partner and understand that she will always come first. If you wish to finish this conversation, then you may wait outside until Naomi and I are done speaking!”Steve swallowed as he climbed to his feet. “Of course! You’re right. I’ll be waiting outside for you to finish!”I turned my attention back to Naomi, stroking my thumb over her cheek before glaring at Steve when he stopped beside us.“Naomi, I apologize for my wife’s behavior on Satu
NaomiI opened my eyes, yawning as I stretched, before I froze with my mouth hanging open. Where in the hell was I? I scrambled up out of the bed, grabbing my shoes before rushing out of the room, only to immediately draw up when I saw Phoebe’s picture on the wall across from my door. My shoulders began to relax as I started to remember why I wasn’t at home. I had spent the night talking to Phoebe about my fears and worries.I was more than a little ashamed that I had even thought for a second that Rip would hurt Becky in any way. Last night, I discovered a lot about myself, and I wasn’t sure if I would ever be able to make it up to him. I sighed deeply as I bent down to put my shoes on before reaching into my pocket to pull my phone out, instantly groaning when it was at 7%. Shit! I needed to charge it. I pulled the notification bar down, smiling softly when I saw that Rip had sent me three messages. Just three.‘I love you, baby, and I’ll be waiting for you to come home. Whenever yo
They exchanged looks, and I couldn’t help the wave of excitement that moved through me as I watched them silently debate if they were going to make a run for it or not. I wanted them to try. I wanted to lay each of them out flat for even thinking about hurting my princess. As I was about to goad them into trying, the sirens were cut off, making me wonder if I had been wrong about them coming to the warehouse. Before the idiots could decide what to do, four police cars sped into the parking lot, slamming on their brakes. Within seconds, multiple officers had the group in handcuffs and were putting them in the back of the cars, while Kyle and Eric walked up to me, frowning.“Mr. Gerrett, you were told to stay away from the warehouse!” Kyle hissed at me.“I know. I was lost in my thoughts, and when I realized where I was, I was already here.” I handed him my phone. “There’s a video in there that you will want to give to the prosecutor. It will prove that they were going to abuse Becky. T
Rip (Minor Trigger Warning)After speaking with the prosecutor about making sure that Candice was removed from the picture, I still wasn’t satisfied. I was still pissed off. How dare that bitch have the nerve to come after Becky! Hadn’t she done enough damage with Naomi? As soon as the question drifted through my mind, I already knew the answer. It was never enough for her. All she cared about was money. I knew that when I divorced her. Well, I had known it longer than that, but the divorce made it even clearer. She had spent our entire marriage bitching at me about not being able to give her the life she ‘deserved’.I rolled my eyes. Yeah, the life she deserved. It was always about her, and never about Naomi. I had known that she was going to make Naomi’s life a living hell after I was out of the picture. I just hadn’t thought it would be as horrible as I now know it had been. My poor Naomi. She had been left to be tormented in ways that would haunt me until the day that I died. When
She was quiet for a moment before bumping my shoulder with her own. “This isn’t just about Becky, is it?”I sighed as I shook my head. “No. It’s not. The same person who is threatening Becky made my childhood a living hell. Thank you, by the way. Thank you and your son for protecting her. She is too pure and innocent to ever have to go through what I did. If my mother had gotten hold of her…”My voice caught on a sob that made Sarah fully turn toward me to wrap her arms around me. “Becky will always be safe with me, Naomi. Just like I know that Jessica will always be safe with you. That’s how it should be.”I smiled as I hugged her back. “Children are innocent, Sarah. Some adults don’t care, but Rip and I do. We’ve seen what it does to a child to have that innocence ripped away from them. We refuse to let that happen to Becky.”She leaned back, sniffling a little as she gazed into my eyes. “When are you two going to adopt her? She really needs that reassurance.”I swallowed hard. “The







