Page 390 of The Tempted
“Don’t ask,” I said, turning back to Bones.
“Didn’t Lauren have the doctor’s appointment today?”
Shit!
Fuck!
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and saw I had missed three messages from Kitten.
Kitten: I’m here.
Kitten: Are you on your way?
Kitten: I guess you’re not coming.
The last message came an hour ago.
“Shit!” I roared, lifting my head as all eyes were on me. “I’ve got to get out of here,” I said hastily, looking back at Blackie. “Glad you’re awake, brother,” I added before jetting out of the room.
I fucked up.
I tried calling Lauren but my call went straight to her voicemail.
I was off to a great start.
I was a contender for father of the year.
Pea was lucky to have me.
I pulled my hat from head and dialed Lauren again.
Nothing.
I didn’t blame her.
I sucked.
