Bucking Bear (Pounding Hearts 3) - Page 9

Carson shakes his head and yanks it back, out of my reach. “I’ll give you a ride home.”

My jaw drops so far down it nearly hits the concrete. “Are you serious? I thought you had to work.”

“I do have to work,” Carson snaps. “But you and my daughter come first.”

The words are out of my mouth before I can stop them, “Since when?”

I really don’t want to call him out in front of Hope, it’s not fair to her. He is her father, even if I really don’t like him right now.

Carson’s jaw clenches and a vein throbs in his neck. “Say goodbye to your friend and meet me by the back door.” He holds his hand out, “Come along, Hope.”

“Mommy?” Hope looks up at me with uncertainty, clinging to my hip.

I shake my head and say firmly, “No.”

“No?” Carson repeats as if he can’t believe it.

I set my chin and hold his gaze, I’m not going to let him bully me around.

Carson takes a steps up to me until I have to tip my head back to look up at him. “Are you trying to make a scene?” he hisses, grabbing me roughly by the arm. “Showing up dressed like that to pick up my daughter?”

Hope trembles against my side and it takes all the will power I have to say calmly, “Let go of my arm.”

“No,” Carson refuses and even tries to pull me against my will.

Behind me, I hear a car door slamming loudly and a deep voice asking, “What’s going on here?”

Max

During the drive over here I’ve been flipping back and forth on the whole single mother issue. It’s a different step than what I thought I was taking. Is it a bad step? Nah, definitely not at all. How could it be? She has a kid with someone else, it happens. Not a big deal.

But I don’t want to be competing for her affections with her past asshole. That’s not the kind of drama I will be willing to deal with.

She has a kid by someone else, no biggie. As long as I can put another one in that sexy flat tummy of hers I don’t give a shit.

Yeah, I should not be thinking those kind of thoughts right now. Her with a big belly because I…

Yeah, I don’t need to be sitting here with a throbbing erection.

Her hand was so small in mine it would look so damn good wrapped tightly around my cock as she works to shove the big fucking head into her tight little...

Shit! I am way too fucking horny. I gotta shut this shit down.

I shake my head just a bit, just needing to get away from those thoughts.

Thankfully, we are at the dealership so I can focus on anything besides fucking the life out of her.

I watch a blonde little girl fly out the sliding glass doors of the building and into Grace’s arms. And I’ll be damned if she isn’t a carbon copy of her mother. Cute little sprite, but she doesn’t look happy.

Seeing the slick primped up asshole coming out of the door behind her I can see why. Dude looks like he has a perpetual sneering smile on his face, he probably thinks it makes him look tough or something.

Looks like a fucking runt to me.

I don’t even like how the conversation is going as he looks over at my car and eyeball fucks me through the windshield.

My hand is on the door handle… don’t know why, this shit isn’t my business anyway. Least he isn’t, not yet.

I watch the little scene unfold and a ball of anger slowly builds in my stomach. I don’t like how Grace or her daughter look when the man speaks to them.

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