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Fashionably Hotter Than Hell (Hot Damned #6)(4)
Author: Robyn Peterman

"Looks like you're still an ass," she shot back.

"Ass ass ass ass ass ass ass," Sammy chimed in gleefully as Raquel closed her eyes and dropped her head to the table in defeat.

Damn it, that was my fault, not hers. She would not get in trouble for teaching him the word ass when I goaded her into it.

"Samuel, an ass is a donkey—an animal similar to a horse. Aunt Raquel was referring to me as a strong and masterful horse with all of the massive parts that a horse has. She has hung a great honor on my head. Do you understand?" I asked.

My double entendre was not lost on my enemy as she bit back a laugh and pretended to throw up. Grinning, I shrugged and blew her a kiss. Furthermore, I was not in the mood to be chastised for expanding his swearing vocabulary. His mother was doing just fine with that on her own.

Raquel rolled her eyes dramatically and swallowed her grin. Amazingly, she threw nothing at me. Astrid had threatened to remove tongues if her boy learned new potty words. I liked my tongue… and God knew I liked hers.

"Yes, Sammy," she agreed with me. "Heathcliff is a donkey. Donkeys are much smaller than horses in every way. In fact, many would call them puny—tiny, puny and inconsequential. Unable to satisfy the needs of anything."

"That no make sense," Sammy said as he looked at me strangely.

"Trust me, little man." Raquel laughed wickedly. "It makes perfect sense."

It was a tie. God, she was fun to spar with. I couldn't remember the last time a woman had challenged me both in and out of the bedroom. Only problem was that we despised each other outside of the bedroom. Well, she despised me.

"Let's get back to work, little man," she said as she cuddled him and opened a thin volume of poetry.

"Raquel," Sammy whispered as he captured her face in his small hands. "Me love you so much."

He covered her cheeks in wet kisses. I froze and I watched the adoration shine from her eyes. She was childlike in her delight—innocent and young.

Something in my gut clenched. I didn't like it or want it. Raquel needed to stay cold and inhuman to me. I couldn't deal with anything more than what I perceived and wanted her to be—if I did it might destroy me. She pressed her forehead to his and held him tight.

"You no have to sleep anymore," he told her. He traced the sprinkling of freckles on her nose with his little finger as she paled and gaped at him.

"What?" she asked softly.

"You can love and not sleep. It be okay. You have to trust, silly pretty auntie." He grinned as she shook her head in confusion.

My eyes moved back and forth between a nodding Samuel and a shocked Raquel. What the Hell was going on here?

"Samuel, what are you talking about?" Raquel’s mood changed abruptly. She turned tense and extremely uncomfortable.

"You know." He giggled and buried his face in her neck. "It be time to stop sleeping. Too dangerous now."

Her manner altered dramatically. She went from vulnerable and scared to strong and somewhat cold. Putting Samuel in the chair beside her, Raquel stood and paced. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw me watching her.

"You're still here," she stated with unhappy surprise.

"Never left," I replied wondering what had just happened.

Samuel watched us both with curiosity as she circled the room. He cocked his head to the side and winked at me.

"Heathcwiff be the one to wake you up," he announced with conviction.

"No," Raquel barked as Samuel ignored her and giggled. "Enough, Sammy. We are done for today. Heathcliff, please return him to his parents."

With a mumbled goodbye, Raquel raced from the room.

Closing the folder, I sat for a brief moment and pondered how to go about getting the information I wanted. No sleeping? I would wake her? What exactly did that mean?

I slowly crossed the room to a very calm and composed Samuel. He looked quite pleased with himself. The puzzle was killing me.

"Would you like to tell me what that was about?" I asked as I squatted in front of the boy genius. He raised his eyebrows and gave me a look so reminiscent of his father I had to stifle a laugh.

"Is not Sammy's story to tell," he said as he put his thumb back in his mouth and watched me with narrowed eyes.

"But you might save Raquel some time if you let me in on the secret," I said logically. How hard was it to pry something out of a six month old child?

"You try to be tricky, Heathcwiff," Sammy yelled gleefully. "You no get me! Me too smart for you!"

"That you are, my little man. That you are."

***

“You’ve got a pole up your ass,” Astrid said. “And you need to pull it out.”

“I beg your pardon?” Raquel asked, shocked.

The voices halted me. I stilled in the hallway and backed away before I was discovered. They were in Astrid’s art studio with the door wide open. After having delivered Samuel to his father, I’d planned on sparring in the gym to release some of my pent up aggression. However, eavesdropping was far more fun.

Rude? Yes.

Inappropriate? Again, yes.

Was I going to do it? Absolutely.

Quickly cloaking myself in invisibility and hiding my scent, I joined the hen party and took a front row seat.

“You need to loosen up and have some fun,” Astrid recommended.

“I have fun,” Raquel protested.

“Really?”

“Um… yes,” the bane of my existence huffed.

   
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