When the Smoke Clears (Interracial Firefighter Romance)
“Rich revealed a sad expression as he held the phone to his ear. “I know. I promise I won’t play around with fire alarms, anymore.”
My son paused and then handed the phone to me.
“Hello?” I headed to my bedroom, just in case I had to yell at Ellis. I couldn’t do that in front of my son.
Ellis’s voice held an edge. “I had to hear from my sister that my son got into trouble.”
“Yeah,” I said. “You should feel pretty bad about that.”
“What? I should feel bad?”
“Yes. You would’ve known, if you called... him yourself, regularly.”
“Unlike you, I have a job.”
“I’m a published author.”
“You were. When’s the last time you put a book out?”
“Is there something you want, Ellis?”
“I’m coming up to check on Rich and make sure he’s being taken care of.”
My entire body raged. Dear God it was enough to want to pick my gun back up, rush down to Miami, and shoot him in the leg, all over again. I didn’t. I had no more time to waste, and I was no longer stuck to this monster.MoreLess
My son paused and then handed the phone to me.
“Hello?” I headed to my bedroom, just in case I had to yell at Ellis. I couldn’t do that in front of my son.
Ellis’s voice held an edge. “I had to hear from my sister that my son got into trouble.”
“Yeah,” I said. “You should feel pretty bad about that.”
“What? I should feel bad?”
“Yes. You would’ve known, if you called... him yourself, regularly.”
“Unlike you, I have a job.”
“I’m a published author.”
“You were. When’s the last time you put a book out?”
“Is there something you want, Ellis?”
“I’m coming up to check on Rich and make sure he’s being taken care of.”
My entire body raged. Dear God it was enough to want to pick my gun back up, rush down to Miami, and shoot him in the leg, all over again. I didn’t. I had no more time to waste, and I was no longer stuck to this monster.MoreLess
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