The Hookup (Moonlight and Motor Oil #1)(83)



“When I got back after you split, there was nothing in the place but my clothes,” he returned.

“Which is what you brought to our marriage and all you contributed to our marriage so that’s all you’ll get out of it.”

“It took me a week to get up here because I had to raise the cash for gas since you took it all and canceled our credit cards,” Perry complained.

“My credit cards. Your name was on them. I paid them.”

Perry suddenly raised his hand quickly to his forehead, slamming his fingers against it and then sending his hand flying out, stating, “Can you not see how totally fucked up it is some bitch cleans out an apartment and takes a man’s kid then takes off without even a fuckin’ note?”

Johnny braced to lock things down.

“You were inside her,” Addie whispered.

At that, Johnny instead shifted more toward Adeline.

Izzy became visible as she got up close to her sister’s back.

Toby even moved nearer.

“Baby, can we please talk about this without an audience?” Perry begged.

“She looked at me. You looked at me. You looked right in my eyes when you were connected to another woman,” Addie said, her voice filled with pain.

“I tried to come after you.”

“With your dick wet from another woman.”

Perry got quiet.

“This is how this is going to go,” she said softly. “I’m moving up here. I got a job in the grocery store. I start on Monday.”

Johnny cut his eyes to Izzy who cut hers to him.

That answered what she was doing when Izzy was at work.

He looked back to Addie when she kept talking.

“I’ve already contacted an attorney. She’s started divorce proceedings. You will pay child support. You will take financial responsibility for the child you very enjoyably had a hand in creating. We’ll see what part of his life you’ll play but that will be up to me. But he’ll be up here with me and Izzy. And you’ll be down there with your broken promises and your ridiculous dreams.”

“My dreams aren’t ridiculous,” he bit off, obviously stung, the selfish ass.

“You wanna be the lead singer of a rock ’n’ roll band and no, that’s not ridiculous. The ridiculous part is you think that’ll happen sitting on a couch, drinking beer.”

“You’re not going to take my son from me,” he threatened.

“Too late, I already did, but just saying, Perry, you never actually had him because you never actually claimed him.”

“We’ll see how this goes,” he snarled.

Johnny tensed when Addie got in his space.

“I know how it’ll go so listen up,” she hissed. “I’ll work until I drop to fight for what’s right for my son. I’ll sell my body if I need to, to give him not only what he needs but even just a little bit of what he wants. And I’ll bleed my last drop before I let you fuck him up. You know me, Perry,” she stressed. “You know what makes me. You know every word I say is true. And you know you don’t have what it takes to fight that. I’ll do whatever it takes to beat you, to give my son what he deserves. I was taught how, day in and day out by my mother so I know the way. And I’ll take it if you make me and I’ll die knowing I gave my boy happy.”

“You’re gonna have to fight it,” Perry hurled at her.

“Only because you’re intent on proving how big of an asshole you are and you’re gonna make me,” she returned.

Perry glared at his wife. He then glared at Izzy, Johnny, Charlie and he turned, stutter stepped when he saw Toby but recovered quickly and started to stalk off.

“Just to let you know,” Addie called after him. “My attorney already has three appointments to get sworn affidavits next week. And that bitch you were banging while my son was in the next room got served a subpoena, so she’s one of them.”

“Kiss my ass, Addie,” he yelled toward his car, not breaking stride.

“The time you get that from me, baby, is long gone,” she returned in a loud drawl.

They all watched him slam into his car, make it roar and then reverse and peel out in a shower of gravel and a cloud of dust.

“Addie—” Izzy started gently.

But Addie turned and raced down the side of the house, disappearing at the back.

Izzy raced after her.

Johnny looked to Charlie and then he looked to Toby.

“Welcome home, brother,” he said.

Inside his thick, black beard, Toby’s lips hitched.

“I’m Johnny,” Johnny said to Charlie.

“Charlie,” Charlie replied, lifting his hand.

Johnny shook it, let go and introduced, “This is my brother, Toby.”

“Toby,” Charlie said, offering his hand to Johnny’s brother.

“Charlie,” Toby replied, taking it.

When the two were done shaking, all three men hesitated, then when Johnny started down the side of the house, the two others trailed with only one dog trailing them seeing as Dempsey and Swirl had raced after Izzy.

They walked in the back door hearing Addie saying, “No, Iz. Just put the queso under the broiler and let’s get this party started.”

But her eyes hit Johnny when he entered then they went behind him after he cleared the door, and the two other men crowded with him into the small kitchen.

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