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right
now?”
    “Why’s that crazy babe? The
little fucks grow up way too fast, before you know it he’d be off
to college or getting somebody’s daughter pregnant or some
fuckery.”
    “O…M…G.”
    What the hell was her
problem now?
    “What?”
    “Are you serious right now?
Do you even hear yourself?”
    “Uh yeah and I’m making
perfect sense, trust me you’ll thank me later. Speaking of which I
read somewhere that you have to sign up for pre school ahead of
time if you want our little tyke to get into a good one, so I’ve
been checking out the best ones in the area online.”
    “Arrrrrrrgh, that’s it I’m
done. I can’t discuss this anymore, you’ve finally lost it, oh
Mylanta.” That was her new cuss word. We’re supposed to be cleaning
up our language for when lil man gets here. Good luck with that, I
don’t think I would know how to speak one sentence without the word
fuck in it let alone stop using it altogether. I might have to
clean it up a bit if I was going to have a little girl though. That
thought made my stomach hurt so I put it the fuck out of my head.
No girls, that’s the deal breaker, the fuck!
    She huffed and sat back arms
folded and lips locked tight. I don’t know what her problem is; it
sounds pretty cut and dry to me but that’s just me, I’m a forward
thinker.
    “Here take this.” I’d just
pulled up outside the shop where she still worked because we’d
decided to let the company continue as is until after the baby at
least. So for now I still got to have my girl all to myself. I’m
going to miss the fuck out of her when she’s gone. I’ve thought
about talking her into leaving things as they are but that won’t be
fair she was so excited about it I couldn’t take that away from
her.
    “What’s this?”
    “I juiced spinach and
carrots while you were in the shower. You can sip on this all day
it’s full of beta carotenes or what the fuck ever.”
    “You…Colt I drink soda with
lunch remember?”
    “Not anymore you don’t and
you better not let me catch you, that shit’s full of unnecessary
bullshit that you don’t need right now.”
    “What you researched that
too?” She was trying to be cute.
    “Yep.” I didn’t care if she
got snippy I’m going to look out for her whether she wants me to or
not. She slammed out of the jeep muttering to herself while I
brought up the rear.
    That old fuck Grimaldi was
in my place when we walked in.
    “How the hell did you get in
here old man?”
    “Is that anyway to speak to
your favorite client?”
    “Favorite my ass, we don’t
have any business today.” I bypassed him because I’m pretty sure he
wasn’t here to see me. We conducted all our business on the phone.
That is when he deigned to talk to me; apparently he preferred Kat.
A stranger duo you’ve yet to see but leave it to my Angel to tame
the beast, ornery old bastard. If I brought something to the table
he hemmed and hawed like an old hen but let her present the same
thing and he acted like it was the best idea he’d ever heard. Never
mind I’d just told him the same shit ten minutes before. I got hip
to his shit early, the old fart just liked riling me up so now I
just let her deal with him, she’s the one who’d sealed the deal in
the first place anyway so might as well.
    The two of them had their
heads together before I even made it into my office, I’m pretty
sure I was the subject under discussion, like I give a fuck.
Grimaldi could kiss my ass; he was now part of her network of go to
people for some strange reason. Another one to jump on the Colton
Lyon is crazy bandwagon. His old ass was lucky I liked him, that
and the fact that he’d put my bikes on the map or I would’ve laid
his ass out already.
    “Lyon I’m taking your wife
for a spin in my new ride. Did you see it when you pulled
in?”
    “No I missed it and she’s
not going anywhere she’s got shit to do.”
    “Oh come on don’t be a wet
shirt we’ll be gone ten minutes