Hot Dad by Whitley Cox

Hot Dad by Whitley Cox

Author:Whitley Cox [Cox, Whitley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780995821095
Published: 2018-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14


“What the fuck are you doing here?” I snapped, having snagged my ex’s arm so tight and so hard when I saw her spindly frame standing there in the kitchen arguing with my father that I thought I might snap her limb in half. I hauled her ass through the kitchen and into the study faster than she could blink. Her parents followed, along with my father. She’d been crouched down speaking to Gemma, who had big tears in her eyes and was trying to pull away. Meegan’s long French-tipped fingers were wrapped around my daughter’s wrist, and she wasn’t letting go.

“It’s my son’s birthday party, why wouldn’t I be here?” Meegan sneered back, her hands on her sharp hips. Dear lord, the woman had lost weight. She’d always been on the slender side, but now she looked skeletal.

“He’s not your son. You walked out on him, remember? You have no right to be here anymore.”

She rolled her dark gray eyes as if I were being melodramatic and it hadn’t been nine months, one week and three days since either of her children had seen or heard from her.

“He will always be my son. I have rights.”

“You signed those away. Do I need to call my lawyer?” my father put in. I could hear him grinding his molars behind me. The man was possibly more tightly wound than I was, while Meegan’s parents, Vicki and Neil, stood to my right, both of them slack-jawed. They weren’t about to side with their daughter, but I’d also beg to guess that they were probably happy to see her.

Meegan gave my dad a sardonic eye roll. “Sure, big Russ, call your lawyers. There’s not much they can do to deny biology, though. I’m their mother.”

“As much as any egg donor is,” my dad snapped back. “Sam became mother and father the day you walked out on your children. The day you left your babies to ‘go find yourself.’ ”

“I believe in self-care,” Meegan said indignantly as she flipped her newly dyed platinum hair over her shoulder. She’d always been blonde, but never this white blonde. It looked almost gray.

My father’s reins were fraying rapidly; the man was about to snap. “Then book a weekly massage, like the rest of us. You don’t abandon your children.”

“I did what I had to do to take care of me.”

“While Sam took care of your kids.”

“I knew he would. He’s a good father.”

“He’s an excellent father,” Meegan’s father said, breaking the silence from his side of the room. “Why are you really here, Meegan?”

“I want to see my kids.”

I shook my head. “No fucking way.” My fists bunched at my side, and a dull ache ran up the length of my jaw from how hard I was clenching it.

“You can’t keep me from my children, Sam. I will see them.”

“Why the fuck are you here, Meegan? We haven’t heard jack-shit from you in over nine months. Why now?”

A gentle, feminine hand on my shoulder from Vicki made me bring my voice down a couple of decibels.


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