Tempest
He’s rude, mean, and looks at me like he hates me.
And I’ve only just stepped into his house.
Spending a year of travelling through impoverished places, trying to help people, should make handling Sargent Wolf—yes that’s his name—a piece of cake.
But even Maddox can’t deny that his father is an absolute douche. I’m only here for six months maximum before I get my arse back on the road.
I’ll just have to stay out of his way, and never suggest that he let me draw him naked.
No matter how badly I want to.

Sargent
If I’d known Maddox’s little Pest was female, I’d never have agreed to let her stay.
The last woman to sleep in my house was my ex-wife. I can’t live with a woman again and deal with them spreading their things everywhere. Not to mention their scent, tampons, clothes, makeup, and weird reading material. She has to leave; even if it’s me who makes her.
Though not at the expense of my son’s respect and love for me.
I can suffer her presence for a few months.
I’ve dealt with worse.
I just wish she’d wear a goddamn bra once in a while under her little white vests.
I’m a tits man and hers are completely off limits.

Standalone Novel.
18+

HIS FATHER

It’s the weekend and it has been a seriously long week at work. I have to leave in less than five minutes and Maddox is taking me. 


When I’ve been home from work and Maddox has been occupied or working himself, I’ve been in the arms of his father. Who, during the times we aren’t fucking, acts like I don’t exist. But during the times we are, fucks me like it’s his last time. 


 “It’s nothing,” Sargent replies, unable to look me in the eyes as he passes. 


Maddox has just opened the door and there’s a man there with a clipboard in his hands and a van parked behind him. “New furniture?” he asks, trailing after his dad. 


“Son,” Sargent snaps when the man with the clipboard starts laughing. “Take her to work before she’s late.” 


Chapter Fourteen