Chapter 9

Sadie

Watching Razz wither was refreshing. Taking my aggression out on her tires was a rush. I have to have at least one person to take my frustrations off on and it’s been Razz for so many years there’s no point in changing that now.

When I left her house yesterday, I went straight to Goober. For an overweight police officer, the name fits him. It, also, helps that he’s a middle-aged man with no ladies interested in him, so all I had to do was gush over him and what I wanted just fell from his lips.

I shouldn’t be surprised that Razz is trying to adopt two brats. I’d give her the one I’m carrying if it didn’t come with such a reliable payday. Ms. Goody Two-Shoes is all about taking in the less fortunate and if I’d known all those years ago she’d come into so much money, I would’ve been kissing her ass, but that wasn’t in the cards.

Driving towards downtown Cumming, my phone rings and the sinister smile can’t be wiped from my face.

Trigger.

“Took you long enough.” I say sweetly.

“Sorry.” Trigger grits.

“You’re forgiven. I was just thinking of you.”

“Me too. I was wondering if you’d like to meet at Moe’s for breakfast.”

“Sure. I can be there in five minutes.”

“See ya then.”

He hangs up. I guess me leaving has made him bitter, but I’m here now and I can ease him back to the pansy ass man he was before. Snapping my fingers was never necessary with him to get what I wanted. I just had to persuade him with a look and I got what I wanted. It may take me a day or two, but I’m pretty positive I can bring him back to me. He’s not going to turn me away as long as he thinks the baby I’m carrying is his. Shit, for all I know it could be, but knowing my luck my time with the Southern Chaotic’s is limited.

I park the crappy car a block away from Moe’s and make my way to the man I’ll have eating out of the palm of my hand before too long. Opening the door and striding in, I see him in the back corner with his head down. The bell on the door dings as it shuts and his head rises. Trigger really is a beautiful man. It’s a shame I can’t see a future with him. He’s my meal ticket until I can find another that is bigger and better.

He doesn’t move or even get up to pull out my chair as I approach. His lack of attention is starting to piss me off, but I keep the fake smile planted on my face as I sit and touch my hand to his arm. He shivers and my hope levitates that he still feels the same for me. Maybe he’s just hiding it from the club so they won’t look down on him.

“How are you, Trigger? I’ve missed you so much.”

He pulls his arm into his lap. “I’m doing well and you.”

“I’m doing much better now.” The waitress interrupts me from continuing as she takes our order. She leaves and I’m able to get back to chiseling the ice I may or may not have caused to Trigger’s heart. “You look very good.”

“Thanks. You look good too.” He mumbles. Good. What the hell happen to beautiful or gorgeous? “Where’s Lyla?”

Of course, he’d be worried about her. “She’s spending time with my dad. They’ve bonded.”

He runs the palm of his hand down his face. “That’s good. It’s what you wanted, right?”

“Yeah.” I didn’t come here to talk about Lyla. Leave it to Trigger to be more concerned about a little girl than me. “Maybe we can get together soon and spend more alone time together. I don’t have to worry about Lyla and you don’t have any kids to worry about. We can be footloose and fancy free with each other.”

He nods. “We’ll see. I’m still trying to comprehend how you leave for months and then come back as though nothing has changed.”

“I never said I wasn’t coming back.” I huff. “I didn’t expect you to move on so quickly. The timing was right for me to fix my relationship with my family.”

“You may have not said you weren’t coming back, but when I asked you if the move was temporary, you told me in not so many words that it wasn’t.”

“I’m here now. Let’s focus on the right here and now. We can’t change what happen months ago. We can only make the best of what we have now.”

“I see that, but a lot has changed since you were last here. My horizons have broadened and I don’t think you’ll like it.”

“In what way?” I ask intrigued.

“It’s something I’d have to show you. It’s not easily explained.” His phone dings and he checks it. “I have to go, but I’ll be in touch.”

“Wait! You haven’t even eaten yet.”

He holds up his phone. “This is more important.” He stands and throws some cash on the table. “See ya later, Sadie.”

“Yeah, Trigger, see ya later.”

What just happen? Before when he would get a phone call, he’d ignore it for me. Now as soon as it makes a sound, he’s out the door.

Time to up the ante.