Too Much (Hayes Brothers #1)

by I.A. Dice

“Sometimes, all you can do is change the scenery.” And sometimes, you have no other choice than run and hope your past doesn’t decide to follow.

The definition of hourglass, she can’t be classed as fat nor skinny—healthy, is what my grandma would say. Fucking perfect is my definition.

Me: “Get a boxer,” you said. So, I did. You want a dog? With no maid to tend to the mess, I drop to my knees on the plush carpet, wondering why the hell I didn’t buy a turtle.

Thalia tries to hand over the toy. “Thanks, but you’ll have to give him that yourself or he’ll think I’m nice. Can’t have that. He’ll walk all over me if he senses weakness.” I don’t add that he already walks all over me.

“Nineteen months?” Jack exclaims, eyes wide, eyebrows hitting his hairline. “Jesus, you poor thing... I’ve changed my mind. You can have Shawn tonight.”

“I’ve seen you with and without makeup. I’ve seen you with mascara smeared under your eyes when you were too lazy to wash your face before falling asleep. I’ve seen you wearing a sexy dress, and I’ve seen you in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt stained with tomato juice. You’re beautiful, little one. Always. But now, you’re tired.”

Only one person does that, and one day she’ll regret those sudden invasions of privacy when she catches her son fucking someone in his living room.

I should walk away. I should leave them to finish their conversation. Should. Could. Would. Can’t. Won’t. No fucking way in hell.

I’m whipped and not afraid to admit it. To myself... in my head.

Pondering his words, I picture denying my girlfriend an orgasm ten times in a row. I’ll end up with a split lip and a black eye for sure.

“You being pregnant for ten seconds, if only in my head, didn’t scare me off. Nothing will.”

“I wasted almost three months keeping you as a friend when I wanted us to be more. I won’t waste time keeping you as my girlfriend, when I want you to be my wife.”