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Unwritten Rules (Filthy Florida Alphas Book 3) by Jordan Marie (11)

Marcum

“Maxwell! Get your sorry ass out here!” I yell, as I stumble my way to his house.

“Marcum, man, maybe you should go home and sleep this off,” Ghost says, following behind me like a damn dog. I hear Topper and Babs pull up on his bike, too. Motherfuckers. All of them. I’m surrounded by fucking assholes.

“Fuck off,” I growl at Ghost. “Maxwell damn it! Get out here!”

I stagger to the door and he still hasn’t got the nerve up to open it. He’s smarter than I give him credit for. He should be scared to tangle with his old man. I might have some mileage on me, but I won’t be fucked with.

Damn boy still isn’t here and I have to take a piss. I unzip my pants and take out my dick.

“Jesus, Marcum. I don’t want to see that shit,” Ghost and Topper yell.

“I don’t mind,” Babs says and I wink at her while I drain my dick.

“Thanks, darlin’,” I tell her.

“Anytime,” Babs laughs as Topper swats her on the ass.

“What the fuck is going on here?” Max questions with a roar when he opens the door. I’m still pissing. I guess all that alcohol had to go somewhere. “Jesus Christ old man, what in the hell are you doing?”

“You and I need to have an understanding Maxwell.”

“One where you take a piss on Tess’s flowerbed at midnight?”

“Just watering them. See, I’m not fucking old, the old prostate works just fucking fine.”

“Fucking hell,” Max mutters from behind his hand. “Top why in the hell are you letting him out in this shape?”

“You know your old man. Not an asshole alive can stop him when he gets something in his head.”

“In case you assholes were wondering, I can still fucking hear too,” I tell them, shaking my dick dry. I turn to see Babs looking at my dick. “It still works just fine too,” I tell her with a grin.

“Marcum, dude, don’t make me kill you,” Topper says, pulling Babs to him.

“You could try.” I shrug.

“Oh stop it both of you. You know I’m not going anywhere, you old fart. But a girl can be taken and still look. Jesus, I’m not dead and he’s packing a monster,” Babs laughs.

“She’s got a point there.” That comes from Tess, and that’s something that I don’t want. My daughter-in-law should never see my dick. I zip up my pants quickly.

“Tess, darlin’, you just forget you saw any of this.”

“I’ll try. What’s going on with you, Dad?” she asks softly and she doesn’t call me Dad often, but when she does, I find I like it.

“He’s here to get killed if he keeps flashing you his fucking cock.”

“That! That right there! I’m sick of this Maxwell! Tess is a daughter to me! I don’t think of her like that! You’re wrong for even thinking that shit.”

“Marcum, you aren’t making a bit of sense.”

“To be fair, he wasn’t at the club either,” Topper adds and I flip him off.

“Or in the truck,” Ghost responds.

“Fuck you, fuck all of you,” I growl. “Sorry for the language, Tess.”

She grins. “It’s okay.”

“This is Maxwell’s fault,” I grumble.

“It usually is,” Tess answers, and Max frowns at her. She reaches up and kisses him and the sight makes my heart hurt. Max deserves this. He went through hell. He totally deserves it

Or at least he did before he tried to fuck with me.

“You put shit in my head and I can’t work around it!” I growl.

“Uh… I think I’ll go make some coffee. I’m thinking we’re going to need it. You guys staying?” she asks the others.

“Wouldn’t miss a minute of this, honey,” Topper says.

“Same here,” Ghost adds, “But, I’d rather have a beer.”

“I’ll be in the house when you guys move this in. Dad, I love you, but if you could be just a little quieter so Maddie sleeps, I’d appreciate it.”

“You got it darlin’,” I yell.

Tess winces.

“Think you’re beating a dead horse there, Kitten,” Max says, pulling her close and kissing her temple.

“Be gentle,” she whispers, and I don’t know what she’s talking about, but it’s sweet. Yeah, Maxwell deserves this—if he wasn’t such a fucking prick.

“All right, old man. Why don’t you come inside and let’s hash this out?” Max responds when she disappears back in the house.

I blink because fuck… I think there might be two of them.

Maybe I am a little too drunk