Page 51 of A Wild Heart


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“Now tell me what’s going on? What’s going on with you and Parker?” I asked, ready to face dragons for this woman. Even teenage ones.

She blew out a long breath that told me I had a lot of shit coming my way. “I don’t know what the hell is going on with Parker. Some days she’s still my baby girl and others it’s like she’s a completely different person and I don’t even know her.”

“I think that’s just having a teenager, babe.”

She was quiet for a second, then started up again, “I get that. I do. But I just know it’s something else. Something is bothering her and she won’t talk to me. Doesn’t she know she could tell me anything? Anything in the world,” she finished, her voice full of tears that pulled at every damn heartstring in my chest.

“She does, Slugger. I’m sure she does. She’s a good kid. You’re a great mom. She’s just going through teen shit.”

“Teen shit sucks, Weston. And, let me tell you. I took her for a drive today for the first time. And I almost had a heart attack. I’m not cut out for a driving teen,” she said into the phone.

“She get her permit?” I asked.

“Yep,” she said, popping the P hard. “Yesterday. And her driving. It scares me. I don’t know what I’ll do if something happens to her. I’m fucking this all up. I get in the truck and we’re not out of the driveway yet, and I’m yelling like a maniac.”

I grinned into the phone like an idiot because I could totally picture that, this crazy woman. “I think I might have a solution to this.”

She snickered. “Oh, really, what’s that?”

“I come over in the morning and give her some driving lessons. It’s Saturday so no school and I’ll take her over to the high school and let her drive around the parking lot. Get the hang of things. “

“No, West. You don’t have to do that. I’ll figure it out. I always do,” she said quietly.

I didn’t want her to have to figure it out on her own. “It’s cool. I don’t mind. I like Parker and whether you believe it or not, I’m usually a pretty even-tempered guy.”

A giggle sounded over the phone. “You’re right. I’m having a hard time believing that.”

I grinned, thinking about the countless times this woman made me lose my mind and temper. But still, even those times made me smile. “What can I say? You bring out the best in me, Slugger.”

She laughed.

“I’ll come over and take your truck out with Parker tomorrow morning, okay? It will probably go easier without momma bear in the vehicle,” I insisted.

“When did you get so smart, huh?” she asked playfully, her voice soft, and I felt it right in my cock.

“Babe, I was born smart. Just ask my mother,” I said with a smile in my voice.

She giggled. “I have a feeling Ms. Beverly would no doubt confirm that you were born smart, Scoots.”

I chuckled low. “Busting out the scoots was a low blow, Slugger.”

“What can I say? I aim for below the belt,” she teased, her voice husky.

And God if she wasn’t speaking the truth. Because my below the belt was definitely standing at attention for her.

I reached down and rubbed myself over my jeans. “What are you doing?” I asked casually, like I wasn’t practically drooling for her to be naked and in bed.

“Lying in my bed,” she answered softly.

“Mmm,” I hummed. Because that sounded like the place I wanted to be. In her bed, with her. The smell of her floral shampoo all around me. “Is your door closed?”

She squeaked a little. “Does it need to be?”

“It depends,” I said low.

“On what?” she breathed.

“On if you plan on rubbing that sweet pussy for me.”

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