NICOLEHE DIDN’T KILL ANYONE. HE DIDN’T SAY A FUCKING THING right after I grew some balls and challenged him knowing very fucking well, he got pissed when he didn’t have control.I did it for me, taking that job meant finally doing something useful in my life. Not gonna lie with a father like mine I never had to work a single day of my life because daddy dearest made sure I didn’t and as such I lived in a bubble.A bubble that hadn’t prepared me to face the demons in the real world like Lucas.The other part of me the one that still craved family and love might have argued that I did this to make him jealous, that I did this to bring Callan and I together which I must admit was selfish to my boys but the heart wanted what it wanted.Even if what it wanted was a six feet hunk of muscle that would rather eat bullets for breakfast than forgive me for everything.“Two chocolates each or else it’s broccoli for supper. Oh God, I’m going to miss you two, come here”, I knelt on our carpeted l
CANNONLEONARD ARKINSON was the type of man to show up with ill fitted pleated khakis and a tweed jacket with suede elbow patches at a beer party.On this fine morning however, I had spotted the dick and his SUV right before he could cough up that lazy Brad fucking Pitt smile that must have worked on a ton of women in this town. Throwing off one of those British Vogue looks of ‘best dressed men’, Mr. Tailored suit stood by his car waiting for my wife.Can’t lie that I thought about how fast it would be to put a bullet through his head from where I was standing. It would take like what? Two seconds? Two fucking seconds to end the moron before he even knew what hit him.Nicole showed up a few seconds later and I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to use my god damn Swiss knife to pop the eyes of the smarmy bastard. If him licking his lips wasn’t a fucking sign he liked what he saw, then his pants tautening at his crotch was a clear fucking indication he was turned on.And Nicole?Da
NICOLEGOOD GLASS OF wine, a bold pair of lacy thongs creeping up my ass and a comfy night gown made me feel…I don’t know formidable?Would you believe that?The kids were already in bed, and Callan well tonight wasn’t about Callan.He was in the army or Marines whatever he called it and I’m a hundred percent sure they survived a whole lot of weather conditions like drought or hypothermia. A little draft in the garage wouldn’t kill him.Yet here I was trying to watch another thrilling episode of TOO HOT TO HANDLE, swirling red wine in my mouth and trying to convince myself I didn’t feel a pang of guilt invade my chest.What if he died in there? Okay. I was being overdramatic and I hated myself for even caring this much.He wasn’t even sorry when I got home. I had half expected him to cook dinner as a way of apologizing or flowers? God, he didn’t have to go through the hassle of buying me flowers we had a garden full of them, he could have just picked them for me and lied he bought the
CANNON“CAN WE COME WITH YOU?”I wish you would kiddo, I wish you would.I knelt on the ground, my duffel bag hanging loosely on my shoulder.“Your mom needs tough guys like you to protect her. You up for the challenge?”“I’m strong, I can protect her”, Connor grinned.“I’m strong too”, Jr lurched forward and I ruffled their hair.“No fighting. Be nice and protect mom at all costs okay”Not that I wouldn’t protect her. All the security cameras were routed to the phone in my back pocket and best believe I would keep an eye on them like a fucking hawk.“Are you coming back?” Connor asked, his eyes too fucking sad for my liking.“I always come back. You are my family. Come here”Hugging them, pushing the mellow crap aside, I watched as they both ran to the house. My eyes strayed to Nicole’s bedroom window.Apart from the light white curtains fluttering in the wind, she wasn’t there and fuck after what happened last night maybe this was for the best.I needed space to clear my fucking hea
NICOLEFRIENDS.The type of friends I had back then were the type to dunk a bottle of gin down your throat all in the spirit of Yolo. The type that encouraged you to strip naked at a music concert full of horny men that were definitely carrying chlamydia more than half of the people in the planet.And the type that thought doing vandalizing public property in the spirit of having fun meant being cool, meant showing off to the world that you were rich enough to get away with some of the most illegal shit in Miami.The type of friends gracing my ecru Millesimo seats however were so different. More like mother gathering at a boring book club and don’t get me wrong I enjoyed their company. Wine and dining? That I fucking loved. However, their questions…“Or that special perfume I see on my Tv, do you use that? Though it might be debatable that men actually fall for that stuff but I’m ready to try anything at this point. So, Nicole what’s your secret?” curiosity etched in Joey’s eyes and I
CANNON“FUCK! ELIMINATE HIM, do whatever the fuck it takes because I get to the motherfucker before you guys do, believe me I’ll take him down. Permanently”With one arm or not.I heard Holy groan at the end of the line and the urge to thunder at him at what he was mad about crossed my mind.Ooh you were mad? I’m the one who ate a fucking bullet because I didn’t see the asshole coming.“Okay, maybe it was my fault but how the fuck was I supposed to know his brother-in-law Neil Reynolds smuggles contraband overseas. Contraband that might have nothing to do with him in the first place”I laughed, not that the fucker had ever had a single funny bone in his body but at his mocking tone.“Leonard Arkinson shot me; I know the fucker doesn’t like me but he wouldn’t shoot me out of nowhere without someone giving the orders. There’s two ways this will play out and at the end of the day I’ll be the one with a busted shoulder and he’ll be the one dead cold on the morgue. I don’t need proof to ki
NICOLE“WE HAD to do it considering the fact that Berkely’s men scared Frank Hanks out of town”Not that he had anything to do with Callan getting shot but they did Tina Hanks a favor really. She wouldn’t oust her husband as an abuser but everyone with eyes could see it.With Frank out of the way I knew it was hard for Tina to cope with a new life, a life that didn’t involve your narcissistic of a husband telling you what to do, a life without a man making you feel insignificant and small.“It’s their first sleep over, Nicole. Connor might be a social fucking butterfly but Jr is rough around the edges”“You mean he takes after you?”He did. Jr took after Callan that every time I looked at him, he looked like a mini-Callan minus the grumpiness.“He’s my kid after all”, Callan said proudly as I hooked my hand with his.He tried to hide it but I saw the rage simmer in his eyes for a sec at the jewel gracing my finger.“Tina just needs some time to process it all. Her life’s gonna change
CANNONTHE WHISKEY tasted like piss and for the fuck of it, I dunked down another glass.No cheap whiskey would ruin my night and certainly not the man seated on my couch blabbing about his wife and related marital issues because that’s just the thing, I was high like a teen on Valium.So, fucking high reliving the moment between me and Nicole. Six years? How the fuck had I restrained myself from her for six fucking years? One kiss and I might have as well been knocked out by a cupid’s arrow and that’s saying a lot given the fact that I didn’t believe in that little Houdini flying around with cupid arrows.Then as if the kiss hadn’t clouded my senses, her moans followed, my name recklessly left her lips and when I sunk inside her wet heat, well, one word for it. Nirvana.Fucking nirvana.The thought of plunging into her luscious body once she came back from Tina’s crossed my mind and that fucking moment, my dick throbbed.Fuck I loved her. “Frank skipped town and Leonard from what I