The Mitchell Family Series BoxSet 1-4.5 (25 page)

That was all I could say.

She turned around again and ran her hand over her ass. “I was hoping I looked better than just fine. These jeans are new. Are you sure they don’t make my ass look fat? They are so tight, but I need to be sexy. Tonight is important.”

I kept my smile to a minimum. Did every woman ask that question? “Are you going for a sweet relaxing good time, or more of a ‘I want to get laid’ look?”

She turned around and rolled her eyes at me. “Seriously Ty, I wanted your opinion. You have been with a lot of people, you know what guys like. Do I look sexy enough? How are the boobs?”

A lot of people?

The idea of her being with that little dickhead made my skin crawl. She obviously wanted to fuck him tonight. I wasn’t going to help her do it. “We are related. I am not answering that.”

She turned around to face me, leaned over and put her hands on my knees, teasing me with those breasts
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Close your eyes. Do not lick your lips.

“We are not really related. Look at me and be honest. So…….I need to know if I look hot? Do you think he will want me?”

If he doesn’t than he’s a fool. 

She was too close. I could smell whatever she had put on her body and it smelled delicious. I wanted to lick her skin. Her tits were pressed together in her shirt and I had to put my hands into fists to keep from reaching up and trying to touch them. I couldn’t do this, for so many reasons. She was something I could never want and never have. I stopped staring at her tits and looked straight into those beautiful green eyes
. 

Oh God that was just as bad.
“We are family. I can’t answer that.”

She stood up and put her hands on her hips. “Picture me as someone else then. If I had a bag over my head and you didn’t know it was me would you want to hit it?”

I laughed out loud.

God, her use of words were killing me. “Miranda you look really hot. I am sure you will have a fantastic night.” I smiled and tried not to look at her rocking body anymore. It was wrong to look at her the way I was. She was just so beautiful. No wonder Van felt threatened, even when she was pregnant. Now we were such good friends. In fact, I knew too much about her to look at her like I was.

“Tonight has to work,” she said as she looked down at her chest and adjusted them once more, in front of me.

“What do you mean?” I was curious.

“He won’t take our future seriously. All Tucker wants to do is run around with his friends and get into trouble. I need him to be here for Bella and I.”

“What exactly did he do to get into trouble?” It was more like what hadn’t he done.

She looked at her fingernails and avoided eye contact. “He stole metal from scrap yards and then took it back in for cash the next day. He would do it at different places and eventually they caught on to his scheme.”

“Sounds like it isn’t a big deal.”

“Do you have any idea how much copper is worth? Some of the yards give almost three dollars a pound for clean copper. Some days he was makin’ over a grand. I think that is how they caught him. They recognized the copper. Large amounts of it are easy to spot.”

“Sounds stupid.”

She gave me a dirty look. “Everyone makes mistakes Ty.”

“You are right. Sorry. I just can’t see having a baby at home and risking it all for a few bucks. Has he ever just looked at her and saw how perfect she is?” I could see it and she wasn’t even my kid.

I overstepped my place, but it was obvious I was crazy about that kid. I had held her mother’s hand in the back of that car and let her head rest on my lap as she pushed. I had brushed away her tears when she cried in pain and been the one to tell her she would be okay. Izzy’s birth was so special to me.

Obviously I made her mad. She shook her head and wouldn’t answer.

“Good luck,” I said looking down and noticing that Izzy was crawling away. I jumped down and followed her acting like a dog. She crawled faster and made excited coos as she tried to get away.

“I guess I will see you in the morning?” She asked.

“Sounds good.” I grabbed Izzy and held her up to face her mother. “Tell Mommy you love her,” I said against her cheek.

Miranda leaned in and took a kiss from her daughter. Her face was so close to mine that I breathed in her sweet scent again. “You smell nice.” I said as she walked away.

I couldn’t help watching her leave. That there was the finest ass I had ever seen. Tucker was a fucking fool. I’d lost the love of my life and I would never get her back, I knew it, but damn he had a family. How could he ignore that?

She really did look totally hot and she didn’t need a paper bag over her head for me to see it. I shook off the urge to chase after her and instead spent the rest of the evening with my favorite little girl.

Sometime later Lucy came in to check on us, but I had already changed Izzy and given her a bottle. The old woman gave me a raised eyebrow and took a second look at the sleeping baby on my chest. She walked away shaking her head claiming she would be back down to check on us later. I got myself comfortable and made sure both of my arms were securely wrapped around her before closing my eyes for a short nap myself.

Chapter 5

Miranda

It was already dark when I left to head to Charlie’s house. He lived in a small trailer in the middle of nowhere. It had become the local party house on weekends because the cops would never get called. I was so nervous about seeing Tucker. I had missed him so much.

After spending almost an hour getting ready and seeing the look on Ty’s face when I leaned over, I knew I looked hot enough to prove my point tonight. My friends always said ‘if you got it flaunt it’, well that is what I planned to do tonight.

When I pulled up into the driveway, I noticed the slew of cars already parked in it. After checking myself in the rearview mirror one last time I climbed out of the car. I knew for a fact I would be totally overdressed, but that was the point.

The commotion of the party was coming from the backyard, so I headed in that direction. I couldn’t help but notice half of the voices were female. Tucker had told me it was just the guys tonight. My cheeks instantly flushed with anger. This wasn’t the first time he had lied to me about being around other women. As I made the turn around the back of the trailer I started looking for Tucker. I heard whistles and realized they could see my figure, but didn’t notice who I was yet. I kept walking toward the crowd. Charlie and Nick, Tucker’s two best friends stood up and headed in my direction.

“Miranda? What are you doin’ here?” Nick asked, almost preventing me from looking past them.

“What do you think I am doin’ here? I want to have a good time. Where is my man?”

Charlie was giving me a once over and licking his lips. I waved my hand in front of his face. “Hello? Up here.”

“Sorry, you just…well you look hot Miranda. I guess I haven’t seen you in a while. You sure do look different,” Charlie stuttered out.

“Thanks, but I am here to see Tucker. Where is he? I saw his car out front.”

I pushed past them and they followed trying to say something, but I ignored them. He clearly wasn’t outside so I headed for the trailer.

“Miranda. WAIT!” Charlie yelled behind me. He ran up in front of me. “He isn’t inside.”

Just as I started to believe him, the back door flew open. Tucker was laughing with his beer in one hand and a redhead’s ass in his other.

“What the hell?” I yelled as I ran toward them. “Tucker?”

His hand quickly moved away from the little ginger. “Miranda, I can explain.”

I started walking away and knew he was following. “I don’t see how you are going to talk me out of what I think I just saw Tucker. Is this why you didn’t invite me?”

He grabbed both of my arms. “She means nothin’ to me babe. We were just messin’ around. I was tellin’ her about you.”

I pulled away from his grasp. “Do you really expect me to believe that lame ass excuse? Did you sleep with her?”

“Hell no!”

I folded my hands across my chest. “Really? Why don’t I go find her and ask myself then.”

Adrenaline filled my veins and I knew it was much better than him seeing me cry. I wanted answers and I wanted them now.

“She likes me, but I never returned the feelin's. Let’s go somewhere and be alone. We can talk this through.”

“No! I am a mother of a beautiful little girl and I will be damned if I let her daddy walk all over me.”

I turned and started walking away. There was no way that I was going to let him see me crying.

“Miranda wait! I will go with you,” he offered by grabbing my arm.

I yanked myself out of his strong grip. “Get the fuck off of me! I can’t even look at your lyin’ ass right now. Do not follow me. Go back to that little whore and have a great night, you son of a bitch.”

He backed away and stood there watching as I skidded down the driveway. I couldn’t catch my breath for at least ten minutes. My car sat at the end of the road until I could stop crying enough to be able to see out of my tear filled eyes.

How could he just pretend that we didn’t exist? How could he ignore his responsibilities the way he was? How was I going to do all of this without him?

All of those questions made me cry even more. Every time I saw headlights in the rearview mirror, I thought it would be Tucker coming to apologize, but he never did.

When an hour had passed, I had become so angry that I decided to go back and give him a real piece of my mind. Part of me wanted to call my brother, but I knew he would beat the living shit out of Tucker and end up in jail over it. I wasn’t willing to risk my brother getting into trouble.

I pulled in across from Charlie’s trailer and climbed out of my car without being seen. Just like last time, I could hear the laughter coming from the backyard.  I walked around the opposite side of the house and peeked around it slowly so I wouldn’t be spotted.

My heart dropped when I spotted the same redhead, sitting on Tucker’s lap, with her tongue down his throat. I closed my eyes and put my hand over my mouth to keep from crying out. Unable to accept what I had just witnessed, I looked again.  This time the redhead was wrapping her legs around his waist and his hands were on her ass. She leaned back and his face went against her neck. Before I could make a move, he stood up with her still attached to his hips, and carried her toward the house.

I slid over to hide again and I tried to control my breathing and shaking. The door opened and shut and I could hear laughing coming from inside. Since I had been in the trailer many times, I knew exactly where each room was located.

I walked right in the door, without anyone even noticing I was back. There was nobody else in the house, which made it easy to follow the moaning to one of the bedrooms. The door was closed, but I took my boot and kicked the sucker in.

“Miranda? What the fuck?”

Before I even knew what I was doing, I pounced on that little bitch. I grabbed her by her hair and punched her in the face three times before I felt Tucker ripping me off of her. She lay there in her skimpy little bra backing away from me, while I fought to get free.

“Get off of me you lyin’ sack of shit!” I kicked and I screamed, but he wouldn’t let go.

“Calm the hell down Miranda,” Tucker demanded.

“Screw you. How could you? How could you do this to me?” I cried.

He pulled me into his chest and I started punching him with both hands. “You need to leave so I can talk to her right now,” he said to the other girl. I tried to fight my way free to attack her again, but he made sure to hold me tight.

“Get off of me, Tucker.”

“Sit down and shut up Miranda. You weren’t supposed to be here tonight, so don’t you dare get all pissy with me. I was just tryin’ to have a good time.” He was drunk. I could smell the liquor on his breath and hear it in his voice.

“So you are admitting that you cheated?”
Please don’t cry. Please don’t cry.

“We just aren’t going to work out Miranda. We don’t want the same things,” he confessed while standing over me.

“How could you say that? We have a baby. How could you not love her?” His words crushed me.

“Honestly, I asked you to get an abortion. You knew I didn’t want a kid.” He shook his head and let out a laugh. “I am glad you caught me tonight, because I am just sick of hearing you bitch at me every day. There ain’t no bitch in this world that is going to tie me down.”

I stood up, causing him to back away. He knew what he said and what those words did to me. I clenched my fists. “You can’t mean this. You can’t regret her.”

“Dammit girl. Are your ears clogged? Just get your shit and get out of here.”

I don’t know what came over me, but anger filled my lungs. I pointed my fingers in his face and backed him up against the wall. “You will never see my daughter again. If you come near me or my family I will fucking kill you myself.”

“Don’t you threaten me. I will take that little girl away and you will never see her again.”

Oh Hell no!

I grabbed my phone and hit the red emergency button while hitting the speaker button.

“Nine-one-one what is your emergency?”

“Yes, I know where you can find Tuc...” My phone went flying across the room and the battery popped out.

“Get out of here now, before I do somethin’ I swore I would never do to a woman.” He threatened.

“What? You goin’ to hit me? Go ahead and give me another reason to turn your ass in. I dare you!”

His eyes were big and they bore into me, but he said nothing.

“That’s what I thought you lyin’, no good cheater. Stay away from me, or you will be sorry.”

Charlie and Nick ran past me as I was walking out the front door. My phone was in pieces in my hand, but I managed to pull out my keys and drag them from the front of his black shiny car all the way to the trunk. A small smile covered my face, even as the tears poured out.

I had been such a fool. I fell too fast. So much for true love and being a family. My little girl would never know her daddy and it was all my fault.

I was reluctant to go home at all, but I had nowhere else to go. My aunt and mother had gone to some spa for the weekend, so I was alone in the house with Lucy and now Ty. After looking at the clock I noticed it was pretty late. Everyone would be asleep and I could just sneak in without having to explain how my life was a total mess.

I drove slow up the driveway and tiptoed into the house. I noticed the television was still on. Even as I tried to sneak past, I couldn’t help but notice what I saw. My hand went over my mouth as I saw Ty lying there with Bella asleep on his chest.

Why couldn’t Tucker want this? How could someone with no relation love my child this much and not her own father. I sank to the floor in front of the sleeping pair and started bawling my eyes out. I tried to be quiet, but between the sobs and the sniffles, I must have woke Ty up.

His hands first went to Bella to make sure she was safely on his chest, then he turned to look at me.