Your Wish Is His Command (8 page)

Lots of kids sucked their thumb, but it was
the way Trevor played with his cowlick—just like Bryan had. Until
his finger had gotten caught in the tangles and his older brother
Kyle had laughed at him. Mom had had to cut his finger free and
that spike of hair at the front of his head had been one more thing
for Kyle to tease him about. It’d been the last time Bryan had
sucked his thumb.

“
Yes, well, you scared me, honey. I
don’t want anyone to take you from me, okay? You have to stay with
me.”
Mommy
knelt down and hugged Trevor, the action tugging
her figure-hugging tan pants low in the back.

No tramp stamp, so at least he’d had some
taste in women when he was drunk. Even strippers.

Bryan shook his head. He of all people
shouldn’t judge her. He’d done some stripping in his day and now
owned an exotic dance revue, BeefCake, Inc. But he and his partner
Gage ran a classy business and No Fraternization was
the
top
rule of the house. Too bad she hadn’t prescribed to the same
rule.

“
Why would someone take me, Mommy?”
Trevor stopped twirling his hair with a lock swirled around his
finger.

Mommy
smoothed a ring-less left hand
over Trevor’s hair, disengaging the tangled finger, then slid her
palm down to cup his cheek. “Because you’re a very special boy,
Trevor. That’s why I love you so much. So you need to stay with me
at all times and not run away, okay? Even if you’re
playing.”

Trevor nodded and Bryan felt as if he were
looking in a mirror. “But
why
am I vewy special?”

She pulled him against her and kissed his
cheek. “Because you’re my little guy.”

Bryan’s vantage point gave him the perfect
view of the fierceness of her expression when she said it, the
quick tightening of her bicep beneath the short sleeve of her
t-shirt as she hugged him. She loved the kid. But obviously not
enough to give him the father he deserved.

Bryan had half a mind to tell her that, but
supermarket aisles weren’t exactly the best place for airing dirty
laundry. He checked the time on his cell. An hour and a half until
the meeting with Gage.

He slid his sunglasses on and pulled the
baseball cap rim lower. He could hang around for a while. Follow
her to see where she lived—and then plan when
would
be the
best time to show up and discuss his fatherly rights.

Books by Judi Fennell

Find them here

The Tritone Trilogy

In Over Her Head

Wild Blue Under

Catch of a Lifetime

Making Waves anthology

Bottled Magic series

I Dream of Genies

Genie Knows Best

Magic Gone Wild

Your Wish Is His Command short story

Once-Upon-A-Time Romance
series

Beauty and The Best

If The Shoe Fits (coming soon)

Fairest of Them All (coming soon)

BeefCake, Inc. series

Beefcake & Cupcakes

Beefcake & Mistakes

Beefcake & Retakes (coming soon)

About the Author

Judi Fennell has had her nose in a book and
her head in some celestial realm all her life, including those
early years when her mom would exhort her to “get outside!” instead
of watching
Bewitched
or
I Dream of Jeannie
on
television. So she did—right into Dad’s hammock with her Nancy Drew
books.

These days she’s more likely to have her nose
in her laptop and her head (and the rest of her) at a favorite
writing spot, but she’s still reading either her latest manuscript
or friends’ books.

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