The Champ:Bad Boys Book 5(7)

We sat in the very back with her friend and Jace in front squeezed in   next to Chad. I kept my voice low so no one could hear what was being   said. "Did you know when you put that dress on tonight that you were   gonna snag the father of your children?" She started to grin but when   she got a look at my face in the dim light of the car and saw that I was   dead fucking serious, that shit died on her lips.

"Why are you doing this to me?"

"What am I doing to you?"

"You know." That head went down again and she tried hiding from me. "I just got away from a very ugly … "

"Not here, we're gonna talk about that but not here not now." No, when   we have that particular talk I wanted her attention only on me because   as I told her, I was sure that shit wasn't over.

Whether or not he would back off now that there was a man in the picture   remains to be seen, but either way I wasn't done with him. "Like I was   saying, I don't know what plans you had for your life, but I can tell   you I plan on being a big part of all of them."

"Is this your usual ammo? Do you always meet strange women in bars and   sell them pipe dreams? I might've been stupid once but I learned that   lesson."

"I don't believe for a second that you've ever been stupid a day in your   life, and whatever lesson you learned ain't had shit to do with me.  I'm  me, whoever the fuck you dealt with before is not my problem so get   that shit out your head."

"I'm more than willing to hear your life story and help you work through   whatever and heal whatever scars are left behind, but I'm never gonna   cash somebody else's check. Whatever you learned, whatever you thought   before forget it. I'm me you deal with me got it?"

She didn't have anything to say to that so I just took her hand and   raised it to my lips as the car ahead of us turned into a parking lot.   "You live here?" I looked around at the surroundings taking in the dark   spots and the wooded area around the building.

She lived in a condo complex with three buildings to a row. There was no   real lighting to speak of in the parking lot and the walk to the door   was a good fifty feet. Not acceptable. I pulled my phone as the rest of   them went ahead. While she dragged her feet her friends seemed more  sure  and relaxed as they led the guys inside.

"Ma, we're not gonna be back until tomorrow afternoon and we're gonna   have company." My eyes were glued to her ass again in that damn dress   that I was gonna be sure to burn as soon as I convinced her that I   wasn't crazy.

"What what're you talking about?" The other woman in my life screeched   on the other line. Ma takes her holidays very seriously so I knew there   was only one way to calm her down before she set my dad on my ass and   this shit turned into a circus.

"I think I met the mother of your grandchildren tonight." What do you know? That shit didn't burn a hole in my tongue.

"You what where is she who is she?" She rattled off questions faster   than I could keep up with and I waited for her to wind down. "When can I   meet her?" I was scared as fuck after those words sunk in, what had I   just done?

I'd just told the fucking grandbaby monster that I might have a direct   line to what she wanted most in life. One more reason to kick Chad's   ass. It was his fault that I was standing in a parking lot the night   before Thanksgiving having this fucked up conversation about a woman   that I hardly knew.

But even as I was about to panic at the thought of my freedom going out   the window, the memory of her feel, her scent, made me smile. This was   right, it felt right, like every time I got into the ring and knew I  was  gonna be a winner. So what if she was gonna make me work for it?  I'm  tough I can take one pint size little girl. What an ass.

Ma was still cackling away in my ear about meeting my Traci. "I'm   working on that ma. Ma she blushes, and she's shy and sweet and she has   the greatest a-I mean uh she's pretty ma." Damn you idiot, you can't   tell your mother that you're jonesing for this girl's ass.         

     



 

"Huh, nice save son, you're just like your dad."

"Too much information ma really." At least I'd taken her mind off the   fact that I wouldn't be home when I knew she was expecting me there in   the morning for her famous Thanksgiving breakfast. Or maybe …

Suddenly, I couldn't wait to see Traci there in my family home around   the breakfast table, in the little nook where my family and I had made   some of our best memories. Thinking of that made me wonder about her own   family life, what was it like? Did she have plans for tomorrow? Fuck   that she's coming home with me. She seemed like she could do with some   of ma's special brand of nosy.

" We'll be there for breakfast ma, but ma, she has a little baggage that we need to take care of."

"What kind of baggage son are you in trouble?" I knew I could talk to ma   about this stuff. Somehow I knew instinctively that my girl might need  a  woman like ma in her corner. A strong no nonsense woman who didn't  take  shit from anyone and wouldn't let her future daughter in law  either.  Her daughter in law, this shit was really happening.

I'd just met this girl and already I was mapping out her life for her.   Poor thing she has no idea what she did when she shook her ass at me.   And I have no doubt that that little dance show was all for yours truly,   it better the fuck have been. I had to reign my shit in and get back  to  ma.

"No ma, don't start worrying, everyone's safe. I'll tell you all when I see you tomorrow."

"What about your brother where is he?"

"He's here and so are the others but you know them, they're gonna be   stuck to my ass like leeches." I didn't even have to ask to know that   they weren't going anywhere if I wasn't. Two fights in one night didn't   sit well with any of us.

I finally caught up with the others by following their voices after ma   let me loose from her million and one questions. I'd finally got rid of   her by telling her she wasn't gonna get those grandkids anytime soon if   she didn't let me get on with it.

"That prick know where you live?" I cornered her against the wall out of   earshot of the others. She seemed a little more at ease here on her   turf. As she looked up at me under the light I saw that she was even   more beautiful than I first thought in the dimly lit bar or the confines   of the truck. Damn! I never stood a chance.

"He found out somehow." Fuck, stalking ass.

"Who is he, what's his name?" I couldn't resist running my hand down her   cheek as we talked. It seemed like I needed to have some kind of   contact with her at all times. "Your skin is so soft." There goes that   blush again and my cock was on the rise.

"His name is Carl Brennan. I met him months ago when I was out for my   morning run. He started showing up every morning after that and seemed   nice at first. I agreed to go out with him once just to get him to stop   asking I guess. But when I told him I wasn't interested in a   relationship he got strange. I didn't think anything of it at first, I   was too busy with finals and stuff, but then he started showing up   places where I'd be, making a nuisance of himself and then the phone   calls started."

"You call the cops?" I could feel my blood starting that slow boil and   was once again regretting not kicking his ass. I stashed the name for   later and let her carry on with her tale, but there was no doubt I'd be   visiting old Carl soon.

"No I didn't I didn't think it was that serious at first. Then he got   kinda grabby once, won't let go. Pushed me around a little and I thought   he was going to hit me, he got so mad. My friends ran him off that  time  so again I didn't do anything but it scared me enough that I got   careful after that. " She seemed genuinely surprised that anyone would   lose their head over her. I could tell her that I was suffering the same   issue, only I wasn't fucked in the head like the asshole.

I looked over her head to my brother as I made up my mind. "Go with your girls give me a minute."





Chapter 3


Traci





"Trace I have a good feeling about this one."

"You're just saying that because he's pretty Cris."

"No she's right Trace, we did a run on him in the car over here, this   guy is the real deal." Melissa, one of our more levelheaded friends was   finally heard from. The truth is, I was already feeling more than a   little comfortable with him, but having their stamp of approval made a   world of difference because I trusted them not to steer me wrong. Still,   I had to be careful. I couldn't forget that he was a pretty boy who   probably had women lined up around the block.