Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 157032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 785(@200wpm)___ 628(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 157032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 785(@200wpm)___ 628(@250wpm)___ 523(@300wpm)
“And get this, then he and Owen went outside just now and they’re bringing in bags and bags of shopping and taking it up to Owen’s room.”
I screw up face. “Shopping? What food?”
“No. Clothes for Owen.”
“What?” I shriek. “What do you mean?”
“He’s bought him half the shop,” she whispers.
“Why? Has he gone mad?”
“I don’t know, but it’s expensive shit, too.”
Oh God, he infuriates me. “Trust him to try and bribe Owen with money. He’s such a fucking idiot.”
A lady walking past frowns and shakes her head at my language. “I’m sorry.” I wince.
“He’s just trying to be nice, probably,” Jenna whispers.
I shake my head in disgust. “He’s spoiling him. He’s going to turn out to be a spoiled brat, just like Cameron is.” I shake my head.
I approach the real estate. “I’ll be home soon,” I reply.
“Don’t tell him I told you. Owen is really excited so be nice. This is his father, remember.”
I blow out a breath and close my eyes. “Yeah.” I sigh, deflated. “Thanks for the warning. See you soon.”
For fuck’s sake, what a nightmare. I walk into the Real Estate office and see the nice receptionist. “Hello, can I pay my rent, please?” I smile as I take out my wallet.
She smiles. “Sure, it’s Bellevue isn’t it?”
“Yes,” I reply as I stand with my card in my hand.
She types and then frowns. “Oh, your rent is paid up until the end of your lease.”
“What?” I frown.
She shrugs and turns the computer screen so I can see it. “It was paid in full on Monday.” She points to the payment on the screen.
“By who?”
“Erm...” She types in a few more things. “Stanton Holdings.”
I glare at her, and if she wasn’t so bloody nice, I would just love to punch her in the face, simply for being the bearer of bad news. “Really?” I snap.
She smiles and widens her eyes. “Awesome.” She does sparkle fingers. “Surprise.”
I glare at her, don’t mess with me bitch or you will go down today, too.
I turn and storm to the car. I’m furious.
I don’t remember getting home. I don’t remember driving at all because I am so fuming mad right now that I can’t see straight. I pull up in the driveway next to the fancy Audi and my blood starts to boil.
I’m going to kill him. I’m going to actually kill him. I walk in the house and see Jenna as she comes running out and drags me back with her to the kitchen.
“He’s paid the rent for twelve months,” I whisper.
Her mouth falls open. “Oh my God, Ash, that’s Awesome.”
I screw up my face. “No, its not. This is his way of making everything alright.”
“Ashley, stop it. He can afford it.”
“It isn’t about the money. It’s about him assuming he can do it. He didn’t ask.”
“Calm down,” she whispers.
“I will not calm down!” I yell.
She puts her hand over my mouth. “Now is not the time to discuss this. Owen is so excited.”
I put my head into my hands. “Oh my God, Jen, this is out of control.”
“He will settle down. He’s just trying to be nice, Ashley. Let him.”
I blow out a breath and rub my hands though my hair. I know on some level she’s right. “Yeah, okay.”
Shit. I take a seat at the table to try and relax a little.
For ten minutes I sit there, until finally I know I have to make a move.
“I should go up and say hello,” I murmur.
“You should probably kiss him, too. He’s fucking gorgeous.”
I roll my eyes and fake a smile. “So funny.” I widen my eyes. “He’s also a fucking asshole,” I mouth.
She giggles and blows me a kiss.
I creep up the stairs and I can hear them talking and laughing, then I hear Owen shriek in glee.
“Higher.” Cameron chuckles.
“I can’t go any higher.” I hear Owen laugh.
“Don’t be a chicken. Yes, you can,” Cameron assures him.
What the hell are they doing? I open the door to find Cameron lying on the floor and Owen jumping nearly to the fucking roof on his bed.
“What the hell?” I shriek. “Owen, stop it. Do not jump on your bed!”
“Uh oh.” Cameron laughs. “Party pooper’s home.”
My mouth drops open in horror and Owen stops bouncing, sensing my oncoming meltdown.
“Hi, Momma.” He smiles and points to Cameron. “Dad’s here.”
I glare at Cameron and he smiles cheekily, raising his brows.
“Hello,” I greet him dryly. “Owen, you are not to jump on the bed. It’s dangerous.”
Cameron shakes his head with a broad smile and climbs off the floor.
“You should know better,” I snap.
“What else has he got to do?”
My insides begin to spark like petrol on a fire. “Read some books,” I snap. “You know, like a human.”
“Momma, Dad bought me some new clothes.” Owen smiles excitedly.
“Did he?”
Owen runs to the wardrobe and swings the doors open and starts pulling out sweaters and jeans. They’re the most beautiful clothes I have ever seen.