Page 21 of Tangled Emotions

“Are there any sights to see?” His voice sent chills up my body.

Before I could open my mouth, Ronnie listed places off. “Well, there’s the lake. The park. Country club. Yacht club. Arcade. Sex Club. Dance clubs.”

“Make out point.” Dan winked.

I turned my icy glare towards him. “You know what? It’s been real, it’s been fun. It hasn’t been real fun. I’m out.” I glanced at my watch and slid off the stool. “Call ya later, Ronnie.”

Without another glance, I left the bar and walked back to the diner. Evie flitted around as the early evening patrons filled the booths and when she saw me she gave me her signature sorry, but not sorry, look.

Shaking my head, I went to the office and grabbed my purse and jacket. “I’m heading home, Pops.”

“Okay, my beautiful girl. Mom is home with Mattie.”

Nodding, I kissed my dad on the head and went home.

I’m twenty-seven, live in an apartment owned by my parents, and have a son. My life is just another day as the burger flips.

Frank

I watched as she left me sitting there.

Again.

That luscious ass begged to be spanked and kissed and caressed.

And I am just the man to do it.

“So the baby sister set me up?” I looked around the group.

“That’s Evie.” Dan had a goofy smile on his face as a young, pretty bartender walked by slapping him upside the head.

“That’s for trying to claim Evelyn when you’re married, and your pregnant wife is at home. Grow up, Daniel.”

Laughing, my eyebrows went up, and I watched his reaction.

It’s what I do. I watch.

“It’s an open marriage.” He mocked after her.

I finished my beer and looked around at all the eyes staring at me. I’m the FNG who just rolled into town. No one knows me from Adam and all I had to back me was that my buddy who grew up here sent me.

“Can I help you?” I pinned my gaze on the pretty blond girl,Ronnie.

Ronnie took my glass and drew me a fresh beer. “Where you from Frank?”

“Here and there.”

“How’d you meet our Wooly Wally?” Paul asked, as he wiped down the bar.

I took a slow drink of my beer as I consider each person around me. It’s easy to see the dynamics. These were honest people, down to earth, and they’d known each other damn near their whole lives.

“The Corp.”

All of them stopped and just stared at me. It created an awkwardly intense minute before I felt a pat on my back and an old man smiled at me.

“Thank you for your service, son.”

“My pleasure, sir.”