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stupid."
    Mine, huh?
    "How far along is she?"
    "Four months, what're you going to do?"
    There's only one thing to do, I pulled my phone off my hip as I
headed for the door, I needed an extra long lunch and a favor.
    I called up Greta, a friend who was a doctor in the next town over
and could do what I needed.
    Checking my watch I knew Lisa should be in class at this time,
whores needed an education too.
    I drove like a bat outta hell to the university, what the fuck Donovan;
you don't know her schedule anymore.
    No problem, I went to the office.
    Good, she still had me down as next of kin; she's in lab right
now.

 
     
     
    I walked through the maze
that was every college campus until I found what I was looking for.
    She was in the middle of the room, center aisle looking over
something in a Petri dish with some pimple faced dick next to her.
    I didn't even acknowledge the professor, just walked over to her
and grabbed her hand.
    "Get your shit."
    She drew in a deep breath and looked at me with her sad eyes,
whatever.
    "Sir, excuse me you can't disrupt......"
    I pointed at myself "Husband." Then I pointed at her,
"Wife......private."
    I was probably embarrassing the fuck out of her, but ask me if I
gave a fuck, nope, stopped doing that shit up on that mountain.
    Okay that wasn't necessarily true, but I refused to acknowledge
the fact that I missed the fuck outta her.
    The only reason I left her at her father's house this long was
because she wasn't hanging around Jacob, if she had I would've dragged her ass
home a long time ago, but I guess her dad had talked some sense into her, saved
both their lives.
    Just because I didn't want her didn't mean I wanted him to have
her, fuck that shit, that ring that she still wore on her finger said she
belonged to me.
    If I wanted to put her ass on the shelf for the next two years
then that's what the fuck I would do, but now there was a kid involved, I'll
know soon enough if it was mine, then we'll see.
    "Where're we going?"
    "Did I say you could talk?"
    I didn't even look at her, from what little I had seen in the lab,
she looked like shit, all pale and drawn. Early pregnancy would do that to you.
    She was tense as a board all the way back to town, probably
thought I was taking her somewhere to kill her and bury the body. It's what she
deserved, cheating bitch.
    I dragged her ass into the building and led her to Greta's office,
she looked at me quizzically, I didn't have to give her any explanations, she
was my property, fuck you, that's just the way it is, you don't like the way I
think, I don't give a flying fuck.
    When Greta was done with her I had a dilemma, should I take her
home with me or back to her dad’s. Obviously if the results of the paternity
test I had just forced on her came back showing the kid was mine she would have
to come home, and if it was Carter’s, she was fucking dead; they both were.

 
     
     
    Better keep her here then.
    Greta rushed that shit through, thank God, I was going crazy.
    So it was mine, she'd spent the last week or so trying to convince
me of that and the fact that they were innocent in that tent.
    I'd mushed her fucking face the first time she brought up the tent,
she was a tenacious little thing, I'd forgotten that about her.
    When she wasn't trying to convince me she was railing at me about
going back to her dad's, like now.
    "You don't want me here, I might as well go."
    "Try it bitch."
    "Stop calling me that, and since when did you become so foul
mouthed anyway?"
    "Since I saw the innocent girl I married all but fucking
another guy on a mountain top."
    "You're such an ass you know that......"
    I was on her before the words were dry on her tongue, who the fuck
was she talking to?
    Donovan what the fuck are you doing? I think my subconscious self
had had enough.
    Fuck if I know, I just know that being with her the last couple
days, smelling her scent, seeing that ass of hers that had hooked me from the
beginning, had finally caught up with

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