Ride Steady (Chaos, #3)(115)

Joker put his teeth to the back of his bottom lip, about to clip f*ck but stopped himself just as Carissa kept talking.

“As you know, Angie said to keep the money he gave me Monday, use it, but keep track of it, what I used it for, and don’t go crazy. But this…”

She trailed off and he asked, “You call her about this?”

“Yes, right before I called you. She said it’s not my problem if he makes a decision to pay those fees. We didn’t request it. It was done by his own choice, so he can’t come after us or use it against us. And she thought it was a bit fishy that my old attorney accepted it without informing me, but payment is payment and everyone likes to get paid. Once paid, if he doesn’t get what he wants out of that gesture, Aaron can’t go after them to get it back. Since the request didn’t come from us and we didn’t do anything else to lean on him to do it, she also can’t see any way he can use it to get to me. But she’s wary.”

She had a right to be wary.

This was the beginning.

“He’s starting his game by tryin’ to buy his way back. It’s a faulty strategy,” he stated. “Straight up, he gave you that debt, Carrie. It’s his. Always been his. It’s never been yours. He’s not finally mannin’ up and accepting his responsibility for that f*ck-up. He’s makin’ another play. But that’s not on you. He did what he did. Only thing you can do is move on without that liability that wasn’t yours in the first place. If it means you breathe easier financially, then good, ’cause you shouldn’t have had to take that hit in the first place.” He hefted Travis up a couple of inches and finished, “Done.”

“You think it’s that easy?” she asked.

“Why would it not be?” he asked back.

“Because nothing with him is ever that easy.”

Joker finally moved to her, and when he got there, he curled his hand around the side of her neck and bent close.

“You got two choices,” he began. “You can worry about this or you can let it be done. He’s got more to throw at you, we both know that. But no point in you makin’ something easy into somethin’ hard just by frettin’ about it bein’ easy.”

“That makes sense,” she muttered, her eyes drifting to her boy as her hand did the same to come up and rest on Travis’s back.

“Butterfly,” Joker called and got her attention. “He wants in. He’s startin’ that by tryin’ to make you think he’s sorry. I can see that play. That gets in there, he can build on that.”

“He won’t build on that,” she returned sharply.

Joker grinned.

She was his girl, straight up, no bullshit, and she wanted to make sure he knew it, even with her ex knocking on her door.

He liked it, but he was surprised as f*ck he didn’t need it.

He knew he was in there. He knew why. He knew that was his place to be. Because he knew he deserved to be there.

And this was why he figured he didn’t lose it with her ex-jackhole. From the beginning, the way she was with her ex and the way she was with Joker, it wasn’t a struggle. It was actually easy to check it.

Tack had been right.

Knowing he’d end the day with his cock buried inside her, go to sleep with her weight resting against him, knowing she’d given him that just as he’d earned it, he could keep his cool, mainly because he didn’t want to jack it up by doing something stupid and lose any of that.

Not to mention, Carissa had demonstrated she had sass and not only didn’t take his shit but was capable of shoving it right back.

That didn’t mean the guy wasn’t irritating as f*ck and Joker wasn’t concerned about what that * intended to put his Carrie through. It just meant Joker didn’t make matters worse for his girl by losing his shit.

He didn’t get into any of that with her.

He said, “Just statin’ his play.”

“I paid the attorneys one hundred and fifty dollars a month. I couldn’t afford it, but that’s the payment plan they would accept. That’s gonna mean a lot to me,” she declared. “And what stinks is, I’ll think of him when I’m paying my bills every month and don’t have to pay that.”

“You’ll think of him for a month, then you’ll quit doin’ it.”

“He’ll make me think of him other ways,” she said.

“Only in ways that irritate the crap outta you.”

“This is true,” she murmured, her eyes again sliding to her boy.

“Baby,” he called and he looked back to him. “It’s done. You got the power to believe that. So make it done.”

“Okay, I’ll make that done because I’m hungry and I’ve cooked tonight and it’s good stuff. But one more thing.”

“What?” he asked.

“Big Petey won’t accept money.”

Joker dropped his hand and leaned back. “Carrie, I told you—”

“I know what you said but that’s unacceptable. He’s refused now three times. So when he put his wallet on the counter yesterday, I put three hundred dollars in it. Today, when I went into the cupboard for some food for Travis, those bills were shoved between the jars.”

Joker started laughing.