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Cave Man's Captive by Juliana Conners (155)


Chapter 22 – Brynn

 

 

Larson reaches his hand across the table and takes mine in it.

The waitress brings us our drinks and says, "Now ain't you two just the cutest?"

"We know, Darling," Larson says to her.

Then once she jets away he turns back to me.

"So, what happened with Steven earlier today?" he asks. "Or in general? Seems as if the two of you were having a very hush hush conversation."

I lean back in the booth. I detect a note of jealousy mixed with both protection instincts and possessiveness in his voice and it's altogether rather sweet.

"It's ridiculous."

The waitress brings us our food, chanting, "Under five minutes, just as I promised! Domino's has nothing on us!" as she breezes in and out.

I pause to tell her, “Thanks,” as does Larson. Then I continue.

"Despite initially seeming supportive of the pregnancy, Steven never really wanted much of anything to do with Caleb. He whined about the responsibility as if he was the fucking baby and then finally ran away as if he was the fucking toddler.”

I take a breath, trying not to get too worked up even though I’m still so mad at Steven about everything, for Caleb’s sake more than my own. I don’t normally even curse very much but this situation never fails to make me heated. Steven and I were never a stellar couple and it’s good we’re not together. But that doesn’t mean he shouldn’t have stuck around as a father in Caleb’s life.

“I hadn’t heard anything from Steven in the longest time,” I continue, once I’ve calmed down a bit. “I had opened a child support case a while ago, not thinking anything much would ever come from it. It's not that we really need the money, you know? It's just, like, the principle of the matter."

"Right," Larson agrees. "He needs to man up and pay his share. Caleb deserves the financial support of both of his parents, even if he doesn't have the emotional support of one of them, sadly."

"Yeah."

I blink away tears.

I told myself I wouldn't cry.

"I guess the child support enforcement division finally found him recently," I explain. "So now that he realizes he owes back and future child support, he's trying to act all sweet. Negotiate something with me outside of court."

"Don't do it," Larson says quickly, squeezing my hand. "He's just trying to play you."

"I know."

I take another deep breath. Suddenly I don't feel like eating my favorite sandwich.

"He brought a laptop full of figures and calculations. Any time I said anything other than 'maybe' or 'I'll think about it,' he would get really angry. As if he had the right to be angry about this situation.”

I shake my head.

"He told me he didn't know why he had to pay anything when I make so much money. Can you believe that? Like he shouldn't be half responsible for his son's living expenses. It's not like I tricked him into having a baby. He was all gung ho about it, until Caleb was born and he realized it meant he had to grow up, stop being a man child and start actually being a father..."

"Brynn. It's okay."

Larson's gentle pressure on my hand causes me to realize that I've been getting even more worked up than I’d thought.

"Actually, I can believe it,” he continues. “From everything you've told me about Steven, and even from seeing his weasly little face, I can certainly believe he's still a man child who will try to do anything and everything to get out of his responsibilities."

I look up at him, still sad but unable to stop a smile from appearing.

"Weasly little face," I giggle. "Yeah, he does have one of those."

"You didn't agree to anything, did you?" Larson asks.

"No, I just told him I'd think about it, and that he should make an appointment to see me next time, instead of just dropping in like that. That's rude."

"I like when he drops in like that," Larson says. "Because then he gets to see the big muscly man you're with, who won't put up with his shit."

I laugh, so glad that Larson is here to cheer me up. And protect me. It's been a long time since I've felt like this. In fact, I don't know that I ever have. And I never thought that I would. Now that he's here, I want to savor every second. Except I still can’t wipe the meeting with Steven out of my mind.

"The really shitty thing is that he’s trying to see Caleb more just to reduce his child support obligations," I tell Larson. "The calculation is based on time spent with each parent, so now he suddenly wants to see him more often. Which could be fine— even good, for Caleb— but he only wants the timesharing to look a certain way on paper for the courts because of the money and I doubt he’ll actually follow through. He doesn’t even bother to call Caleb on his birthday. But he is so intent on lowering his child support even if it means at least pretending to agree to see him every now and then. Worse, he even mentioned the threat of going for primary custody if I don’t give him the kind of deal that he wants."

I put my head in my hands, not knowing how I got myself into this nightmare.

"Look, Brynn."

Larson puts one hand on my arms and raises my chin with his other hand, so that I’m looking straight into his handsome and strong yet caring eyes.

"That is not going to happen," he says. "Don’t even worry about that. You have been the only parent that Caleb knows, and no court would make him change primary residences."

"But I work so much," I protest, laying out all my fears while we’re discussing everything. "He can try to say I’m not even there much. Esmeralda is the one who takes him to school, packs his lunches… hell, she packs my lunches."

"It doesn’t matter," Larson says, holding both of my arms now and shaking his head emphatically. "You’re his mother. You love him. You tuck him into bed most nights, wake up with him most mornings and I’m sure you’ve done a ton of other things for him since he’s been born."

"That’s true," I admit, starting to feel better about things now, if only in a bittersweet kind of way. I remember all the days and nights spent changing Caleb’s diapers, giving him baths, nursing him in the early days and rocking him to sleep, which I sometimes still do to this day.

"I know in my head that just because I work a lot doesn’t mean I’m a bad mom," I tell Larson. "Men do it all the time and are still good dads. A lot of women too. But I think I just let Steven get to my head."

"Well get him out of there," Larson commands. "I’m the only man who’s supposed to be up in any part of you now."

I can’t help but blush and laugh at the same time.

"Is that so?" I ask him, loving the sound of it.

"It is."

He winks at me and I remember how he looked at me earlier when he was licking my pussy. He looked just like this: like he owns me, like I’m his. And like I should love it, which I absolutely do.

"Well, thank you for cheering me up," I tell him.

"No problem. So, what do we have planned for this weekend?" he asks me, and I’m glad we’re on to better topics of conversation. I’m sick of talking about Steven.

"I managed to get some time off of work," I tell him. "So thankfully I'll have the whole weekend to spend with you and Caleb. I hope you're ready to freeze your ass off, because I was thinking we could go to Central Park. I know it's pretty much winter here, but no trip to New York City could be complete without it, especially when one is..."

I trail off. Oops.

"When one is what?" he asks, and I just shrug.

I almost said "in love." I can't believe I just almost said that.

"When one is missing green chile and other comforts of New Mexico," I quickly tell him. "One will definitely appreciate all that New York has to offer— and forget and forgive any of its possible shortcomings— when one is in Central Park."

"Hand in hand with a lovely lady, I presume," Larson says, winking at me.

"Oh of course."

"Well, I'm warm enough in this Harley jacket," he says, pointing at the leather coat on his chest. "It's never failed me before. And I'm looking forward to exploring what New York has to offer a Westerner such as myself."

I smile as he finishes the rest of his skillet breakfast.

"I'm also looking forward to seeing Caleb," he says. "I've missed the little guy."

"He's missed you too," I tell him. And then I decide to actually say what I'm thinking this time. "And so have I."

He picks my hand up and kisses it, and says, "I've missed you too, Brynn."

And suddenly I know that everything is going to be all right, even though just a minute ago I was stressing out about Steven. As long as Larson is here with me, things will be fine.

As he signals the waitress to bring our check, I realize with a heart-sinking thud that he's not always going to be here. He's only going to be with me for the weekend, and what am I ever going to do without him?

We head out so that I can put in a little more work before calling it quits for the weekend— Larson says he'd like to walk around and see the sights while I finish up— and I tell myself not to think about what will happen once he's gone. I have all weekend to focus on my two favorite people in the world: my son, who has always been my little hero and Larson, who is my new big hero.

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