Page 9 of Alec’s Dream

What a fucking prick.

Ten years of marriage and the douche scraped his wife and kids off and didn’t even have the balls to take care of them financially.

Alec put the Spencers’ divorce aside and concentrated on digging into Doug. It didn’t take Alec long to find what he was looking for—drunk and disorderly, criminal trespassing, DUI. Those were the only three charges Doug had been convicted of. A second DUI was thrown out because the field sobriety test had been faulty. A traffic stop that had led to pot being found in his truck wasn’t prosecuted because even if Doug was on probation, there hadn’t been enough weed in his possession to make it worthwhile.

Then Alec found Doug’s adoption records, and things started to make a little more sense. Yesterday Alec could not believe that Doug could share blood with his buddy Jonny Spencer. Not only in looks but in character Doug and Jonny were opposites. Jonny was a good man, a damn good cop, and all-around good friend. Knowing that the Spencers had taken in Doug when he was a juvenile took the shock out of finding out the men were brothers.

Alec heard Jocelyn stir, checked the time, and made a few quick decisions. After he fed his daughter he was calling McKenna. She’d jump at the chance to babysit. Then he was calling Jonny. After that, he was headed to Macy’s.

Alec didn’t have a plan after that—he’d have to make it up on the fly. Something that Alec wasn’t used to doing. He liked order, he like strategy, he liked knowing what move his opponent was going to make before they made it.

But he didn’t have time. The prick of an ex had threatened to be at Macy’s at eleven so Alec would be there, too.

“Thanks for doing this,” Alec said as he handed Joss to McKenna.

“You know you never have to thank me for watching this cute little princess,” she returned. “Say bye to Daddy, we're gonna go make some cupcakes before we turn on PAW Patrol.”

“It’s ten-oh-five,” Nixon reminded his wife.

“And?”

“Cupcakes?”

“Never too early to start baking cupcakes, Nix. Besides, they’re for the party tomorrow.”

And just like all of the other times Alec had dropped Joss off with McKenna, the woman whisked his daughter away without giving Alec a chance to say goodbye. Which was part of the reason Alec was worried McKenna Swagger was planning to take his kid and run.

“She’s totally gonna steal Joss,” Alec mumbled.

“Not that I mind watching Joss, but what’s going on this morning?” Nix asked.

“Do you know Macy Spencer?” Alec inquired instead of answering.

“Yeah. She’s a few years older than me but she’s Jonny’s sister-in-law.”

“Ex sister-in-law,” he corrected.

“Guess you’re right. I wasn’t around then, but I heard Doug went from being his normal asshole to supreme asshole, and about three years ago, Macy finally got shot of his ass.”

“Supreme asshole?” Alec pressed, not liking the direction the conversation was headed.

“Small town, brother, you know people talk. Heard he stepped out on her and didn’t mind her and everyone else knowing. He did it local, did it regular, and like I said, didn’t hide it. I was a freshman when she was a junior, Doug was a senior. They were together then, too, and I have first-hand knowledge he was fucking every cheerleader that spread for him. Only then he was careful, so Macy never found out.”

What the fuck?

“You knew he was stepping out and you didn’t say something? Doesn’t sound like you.”

Nixon shook his head and muttered, “Macy and I weren’t friends, at least not friends enough I had her ear. Besides, I was more worried about what was going on with Dillinger at the time. He was making his moves even back then. I was a freshman and she was a junior—didn’t really think it was my place to tell her I saw her boyfriend balls deep in Becca in the bathroom of a party.”

Alec had gone from thinking Doug was a douchebag to a stupid fuck.

Why men cheated was beyond him—why a man would cheat on Macy he couldn’t fathom. She was beautiful at thirty-five and he could imagine at sixteen she would’ve been no different. Alec could’ve been wrong, but he couldn’t picture her being a nagging bitch either. He understood women could behave one way when they were trying to sink their hooks in a man and turn out to be something else entirely but Macy wasn’t putting on a front when she was kissing Joss on the belly making her squeal. And she was not putting on a show when she smiled at him every day.

“Why the sudden interest in Macy?” Nixon’s question pulled him from his thoughts.

“She’s the director at the daycare Joss goes to.”

“Know that. Also know Jocelyn’s been going there about nine months and you’ve never asked about Macy.”