Perfectly Mixed (11 page)

Larissa crossed her arms over her chest, pushing up her breasts. “I don’t follow rules too well, I thought you knew that.”

She was hardheaded; they made one heck of a team though. Shane swung the door open, and Liza was standing there. Her lips were thinned as she glared back at him through swollen eyes. Shane held on to the edge of the door. What the fuck?

“I never took you for a woman beater,” she touched her neck. “How could you hurt me?” Shane wasn’t going to let Liza get to him. He needed to control himself, he wanted to cuss the shit out of her, but Grayson came first. He couldn’t afford to give her any leverage, especially now that he was granted temporary custody. If Shane wanted to hurt Liza, she wouldn’t be standing in front of him at the moment.

“You’re not supposed to be within one-hundred feet of me,” Larissa raised her voice from inside the house. “Do I have to call the cops?”

“I didn’t know she lived here,” Liza ignored Larissa, talking to him. “Shane, please don’t do this,” she cried. “You can’t keep a child away from his mother.” He just glared at her. Once upon a time he truly cared for the woman standing in front of him. What happened to her? Her mother spoiled her, and maybe she was missing the love of a father, but that doesn’t excuse beating on a child, especially when she was never abused herself. “Please let me see him,” her gaze darted past his shoulder into the interior of the house, “I want Grayson to know that I’m sorry and I love him,” tears ran down her cheeks.

“If you love your son the way you say you do,” Larissa came to the door, “then get some help for your anger issues.” Shane didn’t interrupt; he let Larissa say her piece. He was keeping his composure, because all he wanted to do was slam the door in her face. “I get that you don’t like me, what I don’t get is why?”

Liza shot daggers at Larissa, “This has nothing to do with you. Grayson isn’t your son, you don’t have any kids,” and then she looked at Shane. “Shane, I want what’s best for
our
son.”

“Right now you’re not what’s best, we are.” Larissa continued speaking.

“Why are you trying to get through to her?” Shane crossed his arms over his chest, still watching the mother of his child, while speaking to his fiancée.

Liza reared back, “Please don’t take Grayson from me. I made a few mistakes, who hasn’t?”

“You’re right, we all have made mistakes, it’s what you learn from them that matters. You have five minutes before I call the cops.” Larissa voiced, and then walked away.

“Shane,” Liza went to grab his arm, and he stepped back. “I lost my job,” she said to him, dropping her hands. “Are you still going to send me some money next week?” Did he just hear her correctly, is she now asking for fucking child support, inside of begging to see her child? He laughed sarcastically, he almost felt sorry for her until she opened her mouth.

“Fuck you!” Shane roared slamming the door in her face, “The nerve of that bitch.” He passed Larissa in the hallway, and went around the sofa. “When will these people get it through their heads, I don’t give a fuck?” He picked up the gift he purchased for Larissa on the way home, and handed it to her. “I will feel much better if you have this when I’m not around.”

Larissa took the bag, and opened it. She smiled, pulling out a teal and silver PM9 pistol. She traced the gun with her fingers, feeling the metal, and pointed it like she was about to shoot something. “Oh yes, I like this.” She loved everything teal colored. Larissa needed to be able to protect herself when he wasn’t around. “A new toy. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he circled his hands around her waist and pulled her forward. “I’m going to make sure if a motherfucker ever comes at you again, you’ll know how to deal with them. I’m done being nice.”

Larissa chuckled, placing the gun back into the bag. “If that’s you being nice, I don’t ever want to see the other side of you.”

“I was believing her for a few seconds, and then she asked for fucking child support.” He sighed. “Was money the only reason she even came here?” 

“I think she came to see Grayson,” she softly stated. “She is dead wrong for hurting him, and asking for money, but Grayson is going to want to know why his mom isn’t in his life right now.”

“And I will tell him,” he clenched his jaw.

“In Liza’s mind, you were the one that got away,” Larissa folded her arms.

“That’s fucking insane, I haven’t touched that woman since the day I found out she cheated on me,” Shane cleared up. “I have never given her any indication that there was ever going to be an us.” He massaged the back of his neck. “I’m done talking about her. “We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. We’re going to the gun range.”

“What about work?”

“Oh, about that,” he smirked. Shane had received a message from his captain earlier, telling him to enjoy his involuntary vacation. He wasn’t worried about it, he would still receive his paycheck. He knew it was going to happen; he was just waiting for the call. “I’ve been placed on administrative leave until this case with Liza is resolved. It’s protocol.”

“Why didn’t you tell me when I told you I got fired?”

“I didn’t want to give you anymore bad news, but since you asked,” he took her hand in his and lead her to the bedroom. “I promise everything will fall into place, let’s go to sleep.”

“Yes, but not here. At my place,” Larissa squeezed his hand. “She doesn’t know where I live, and we don’t have to look over our shoulder,” She inched forward. “Grayson’s room is ready.”

“His room?” he lifted her chin.

The corner of her mouth quirked up, “My mother helped out.”

He circled his fingers around her neck caressing her skin. “Tell Mrs. Pamela thank you.”

“I already did,” she rested her hand over his. “No one can make it through security without a badge, it’s very secure. Please say yes.” She pleaded. “Grayson will be safe.”

“You’re right.”

“Like always,” she chuckled.

“Let’s go home.”

Chapter Seventeen

John sat at his desk re-reading through the documents in his hands. He felt like shit for having his brother investigated, but he needed to make sure he was telling the truth. He cringed reading about the abuse his brother received at the hands of his parents. Child Protective Services didn’t do shit to protect him then, but thank God they were helping his nephew now. Shane didn’t have the chance to escape the clutches of his parents until he was almost an adult. His brother didn’t have a criminal record, and he had done well for himself. John knew it took a lot for his brother to come for help after all these years, and now John wasn’t going to abandon him. He would try to right all the wrongs that had been done to Shane. He picked up his cell and dialed.

“What’s up?”

“I need a favor.”

“What now, dude? You know how many favors I’ve done for you?” he chuckled.

“And you still owe me,” John closed the folder on his desk. “Can you tell me what charges have been filed against Shane Morgan?”

“Shane Morgan the DEA?” Jerome’s voice sounded surprised.

“Yes, he’s my brother.”

“What?” Jerome raised his voice. “You and Morgan are brothers?”

“Yes, it’s a long story. I will be representing him, he said the mother of his child was filing charges.”

“There were never any charges filed against your brother,” Jerome said. “He’s one of us, we look out for each other. Now I understand why he was so interested in protecting Sophia.”

“Is he back at work?”

“Yes, he’s on leave now. Your brother is a little rough around the edges, but one hell of a guy,” Jerome said. “Morgan was a key person in keeping Sophia safe.”

Shane took care of his family, and now it was time to take care of his brother’s family.

~~~

“Shane,” Larissa’s bed was so soft, he was too comfortable to move. She tickled his stomach, “Shane… baby, wake up.”

“Yes,” he rolled over facing her. “I’m never too tired for some loving,” he pressed his dick against her thigh.

Larissa shook her head, giggling. “Well, I’m too tired for your type of loving.” She handed him his cell, “Someone’s video calling you.” She cocked an eyebrow, “Who’s calling you this early?”

Shane smirked, he loved it when she got territorial. He stared at his phone, not knowing the number displaying on the screen. “I don’t know who’s fucking calling me.” He twisted around, about to place his cell on the nightstand, when Larissa grabbed the phone from his hand.

She sat up, “Answer it.”

“Really, babe!” Shane sat up too, watching her. “I wouldn’t mess around on you,” he lovingly gazed at her.

Larissa giggled, “That’s the last thing that crossed my mind.”

“If it makes you happy, I’ll answer it,” Shane said, being sarcastic, and swiped his finger on his cell.

“Good morning!” A woman screamed. Startling them both, “Oh God… Vickie, he looks like you,” Olivia squealed.

“Hi,” Vickie smiled waving her hand, “I’m Vickie,” she said, “that’s your sister Olivia, that’s Abby, and that’s Diana,” she pointed at each one of them, but Shane and Larissa already knew his sisters from all the pictures he had. “And this is your niece Victoria or nephew Xing,” she leaned the phone down and rubbed her bulging stomach.

Shane couldn’t help but laugh at his sisters.

Larissa’s heart melted watching the way his face lit up after he realized it was his sisters. A family, that’s one of the things he’d always yearned for since his childhood, and he finally found it with her and his newfound family.”

“Olivia, stop crying,” Abby handed her a Kleenex.

“So…” Diana squinted her eyes staring at him, “you’re our baby brother, huh?”

“Yes, yes I am,” Shane combed his fingers through his hair, trying to get it neat.

“We didn’t believe John at first, but he has proof,” Abby chimed in. “You are a Morgan, it’s in your eyes.”

“Welcome!” Diana chimed. “We don’t know you, however, we love you.”

Shane swallowed, trying to fight back the tears welling in his eyes. He didn’t like showing his emotions in front of others.

“Shane,” Vickie lovingly gazed at him. “You have us now. Can’t wait to give you a hug. Hi, fiancée,” Vickie waved.

~~~

Larissa tried to hide under the sheets. She looked a mess with her scarf wrapped around her head. This isn’t how she imagined meeting his family for the first time. “Hi,” she wiggled her fingers.

“Girl, please,” Diana voiced. “You’re family now, we don’t care how you look.”

She crawled under the covers to the foot of the bed, and rushed to the bathroom. Shane laughed at his sisters. “You chased my girlfriend away.”

“That’s not a first,” Abby added. “These three make anyone want to run.”

“What’s her name?” Diana asked.

“Larissa,” Shane glanced over at her, combing her hair.

“Different,” Diana said.

“Larissa!” Vickie yelled, “What’s your favorite color?”

“Te…al…” she answered, brushing her teeth.

“Great, we’re getting together the details for your wedding. John said you wanted something simple,” Olivia said.

“You don’t have to do this,” Shane added. “We were going to get married at the courthouse.”

“Shhh… we want to,” Olivia said to him. “It’s already done. We’ve missed out on so much of your life already, please let us share this special day with you.”

“We were thinking,” Diana spoke. “Maybe you guys can drive down here on Wednesday and we can have a family dinner on Thursday, so you can meet our families, and then have your big day on Friday. What do you think?”

Larissa returned feeling refreshed, “We would love to,” she answered for him. “Grayson will be over the moon to meet his new cousins.”

“How old is Grayson?” Abby asked.

“He’s almost four,” Larissa said proudly. “Very intelligent.”

“He’s a Morgan, of course he’s smart,” Vickie chimed in. “I can’t wait to shower him with kisses,” and then she got serious. “If his mother puts another hand on him again, I will personally pay her a visit.”

“We travel in groups,” Olivia mentioned.

“You won’t have to travel, ladies, because she will never hurt Grayson again,” Larissa said in a stern voice.

“I like you,” Vickie chuckled. “Welcome to our crazy family, Larissa.”

His sisters were asking them so many questions they had his head spinning, and Larissa couldn’t stop laughing. They even scolded him a few times because of his cussing. “I’m working on it,” Shane grinned.

“I hope you don’t cuss around my nephew,” Olivia raised a brow. “Larissa, does he?”

Larissa placed her fingers to her mouth, making the universal sign of silence, zipping her lips. “I’m pleading the fifth.”

Shane snuck away as Larissa and his sisters talked about the wedding preparations. He strolled into the bathroom, and grabbed his toothbrush, starting his morning ritual as he washed out his mouth. He stared at his reflection in the mirror. The man looking back at him had changed. Shane’s life had changed for the better, starting with his wonderful kid, and an amazing woman. He bowed his head, feeling overwhelmed with everything that was happening in his life at the moment. A tear dropped in the sink, and he stared at it. He hadn’t shed a tear in years.

Shane did something else he hadn’t done in years, he prayed. “I thought you had abandoned me years ago. I remember praying on Sundays, begging you for a new family, parents who would love me, and I assumed you didn’t answer. I blamed so many people in my life for all the bad things that happened to me, but now I see it was me that abandoned my faith in you. Through my pain you’ve still blessed me. You gave me my most precious gift, my son. You allowed Larissa to be in my life, at a time when I had given up on myself. She helped build up my trust in you again, she made me see all the things you’ve done for me throughout the years. I got out that house, went to college, earned my masters, a great paying job. I have my own house, car, and money in the bank. I never thought I would be where I am, but I’m here because you’ve never forsaken me. Thank you for being there through my pain and anguish, when I didn’t deserve it. Thank you for giving me a chance to be a good father,” Shane stared at his reflection in the mirror, and smiled, wiping the lone tear. “I have a family, it took years but my prayers were answered. I have a woman that loves me, a son that looks up to me, and newfound siblings. Thank you.”