Stepbrother's Debt(11)
“I didn’t think you would,” Tonio said.
Donnie went to say something, but his cell phone ringing stopped him. He saw the call came from one of the guards on the front gate. “What is it?”
“I don’t know who to call because we don’t have orders, but your stepsister has just left the house.”
“What?”
“I just watched her walk out without a care in the world. I’ve not been updated on my orders.”
“I’ll handle it.” He needed to talk with his father. The truth was, he didn’t have the first clue what the real orders were when it came to Paige.
“What is it?” Luiz asked.
“Stepsister has left the house.” He walked out of the bedroom, aware of his friends following him.
He found Sharon in the kitchen. She looked miserable, but it wasn’t his problem. This was the kind of life she wanted, not him. The woman in front of him had dragged her kid into the situation, and now Paige was making the most of a bad situation.
“Where would Paige go tonight?” he asked, making her jump.
“What?” Sharon looked at him, fear clear in her eyes.
“Paige, your daughter, where would she go?”
“Oh, I must have forgotten to tell her she no longer needed to worry about working. She works at the diner in town.”
Donnie didn’t wait around. He left the house, going straight for his car.
“Does she have a guard?” Jake asked.
“No. I don’t think she has anyone tailing her.”
“That shit is dangerous, Donnie,” Luiz said.
“I know. It’s not my fucking fault.” Donnie turned the ignition over and pulled out of the drive. He knew the diner where she worked. It was the only one in town near where she lived. He’d been there a couple of times, but he couldn’t remember ever seeing her there.
Why are you obsessing about her?
He didn’t like how Paige was getting under his skin.
None of them spoke while they rode toward the diner. He didn’t see her on the ride and could only imagine that she’d called a cab. Paige was turning out to be quite the independent little bee.
Parking up outside of the diner, he saw her working already. She was wiping down tables, taking orders, and serving. There was a fake smile on her lips and Donnie was hit in the gut. He’d not seen her smile in the time he’d known her. Even her fake smile brightened up the whole of her face.
Climbing out of the car, he made his way toward the door. He didn’t stop until he took a seat in her section. When she clocked him, she hesitated, dropping a glass of Coke that she held. She apologized and started cleaning away all the mess. He picked up a menu, glancing over it.
Paige took her time to get to their table. Her hands were shaking when she finally did make it.
“What can I get you?”
“Why did you run out?” he asked.
“I’ve got a job. I wasn’t going to be late.”
“Look at me,” he said, snapping out the order.
She glared at him. “What can I get you?”
“You don’t need to work.”
“I’m working because I like it. Are you going to order?”
The silence stretched, and Donnie couldn’t believe it when his dick thickened underneath the table. He was getting so hot for his stepsister.
We’re not related. I can get hot for her all I want.
She’s sixteen.
He was a patient person. He could wait.
“I’ll have the cheeseburger with all the trimmings.”
She wrote down his order, followed by his friends. “I’ll be back with your drinks.”
Paige spun on her heel giving them the perfect view of her ass. Donnie noticed something else in that moment. Her work uniform molded to her body in sheer perfection. She had the perfect rounded ass that he wanted to sink his teeth into.
“So, what do you have to do?” Tonio asked.
“I’ve got to get Paige on my side and find out everything about her father that she knows.”
“It’s going to hurt her when she finds out he’s dead.”
Donnie didn’t like what he was doing. Paige was different and made him feel something, and that alone twisted his gut. “It doesn’t matter. I’ve not got a choice.”
She came back with their drinks, leaning over the table to place his glass of Coke down. The uniform gaped open, and he got a good look at the curve of her tits.
“I’m taking you back home.”
“I don’t need you to do that.”
“Here’s how it works, princess. I either take you home and to work, or you have a guard looking after you.”
“I don’t need any of that. I’m happy to walk and do everything myself.”