Withstanding Me(46)

Then he turns back to Mace and says. “Uh yeah, let’s talk some first.”

We all three sit in the booth, and I feel so outta place here.





Chapter 23

ZZ

I can’t believe I have a fuckin son. I hate that bitch Mira; I swear I fuckin hate her. Storm starts to move to walk away, and my hand clamps down on her arm. And I growl low at her, “Don’t you dare fuckin leave me.”

I turn back to my son. My son. Shit, that’s gonna take some getting use too.

“Uh yeah, let’s talk some first.”

We sit down, and I notice Storm nervously fidgeting beside me. Shit, if my woman feels awkward, how the fuck does she think I feel?

“So… apparently the bitch’s womb you grew in gave you up for adoption and didn’t tell ya about me. I’m fuckin sorry about that. Didn’t even know you existed until just now.”

Fuck, I mean it’s true. Shit, this is fucked up. I reach under the table to lock my hand with Storm’s. I need her right now.

“She told me that when I found her. I knew it was gonna shock ya,” Mace laughs. Shit, he’s not even nervous. But the fucker is my kid. You can just tell. Dirty blond hair and brown eyes. Gets the blond from his whore mother.

“So, did you get raised right? I mean, they didn’t stick you in a shit home did they?”

Please say fuckin no. No fuckin kid deserves that shit.

“I have amazing parents. We’re kinda not talking right now because I’m like the black sheep. Always getting in trouble. I’m obsessed with street bikes and racing cars. Uh, my parents didn’t care for that.”

FUCK NO!

“Street bikes? Seriously man?”

“Don’t get your panties in a twist, pop. I’m a lover of all brands.”

Shit. He’s a mini me. Dammit!

“One. Don’t call me pop. I’m not even 14 years older than you. Two. Fuck. You better be,” I say with a somewhat growl. Yes, I’m fuckin growling at my kid. I rub my jaw with one hand and squeeze Storm’s hand with the other. I’m f.u.c.k.i.n stressed!

“Well, what the fuck do you want me to call you then?”

Storm starts laughing, and I turn my head and raise my eyebrow at her. “What? He’s your fuckin kid.” She says and starts laughing more.

“How about just ZZ?” I grit out.

“That shit works for me.”

“Oh shit. I can’t take it. He’s a mini you.” Storm loses her shit completely, and I sigh.

“She’s hot. Maybe when you’re old and gray and shit, she might wanna move onto a younger version of you.”

THE FUCK?

“Shit.” Storm curses, her laughing stops.

“You’re only getting away with that comment because my blood runs through your veins,” I say with a hoarse tone.

“Gotcha. So, here’s the thing, my parents want shit to do with me right now. Gotta place I can crash?”

Before I can answer, Storm starts tugging on my arm. I avert my attention to her, and she gestures for me to bend down so she can whisper. “The Russians, babe. If they find out you have a son and he’s not being pro-tec-ted…,” she drags the final word out.

Jesus Christ! Will it ever stop?

I take a deep breath, pray that my newly found son isn’t a pussy, and hope that he won’t run away. “Look, here’s the thing kid. Well shit. You’re not a kid. Fuck. Mace. We’re not… dammit. Storm, a little help here?”

I don’t know what to say.

“Mace,” she says sweetly. “We’re in a bit of a pickle here.”

“Pickle, really?” I laugh.

“You want me to explain it or not?”

I throw my hands up from her tone.

“People want some of us dead.” She points to her battered face. “See. This ain’t race wars and shit you’re probably used too.”

Race wars. Huh. Good job babe.

“If you want to stay here, you need to follow lockdown rules. If the people after us find out your ZZ’s son, you’ll be killed. I’m not saying that shit to play games. They will kill you. So if you stay, you will need to listen to the brothers, follow their rules.”

I look over at my son and see a grin float across his face. I admit I’m a little freaked out right now, because this kid is me, like not long ago…

“Fuck I’m in.”

I groan and smack my head onto the table.

“Don’t worry about him,” Storm says with a laugh and starts rubbing my back. “He’s just a little stressed.”

Mace whistles and I look up. He’s got his eye on Piper. Oh hell no. “Don’t even think about it kid. Sniper will kill you.”

“Damn she’s cute, and she’s coming this way,” he says with a smile, totally ignoring what I just fuckin said.