Playing with Fire: Other Realm, Frost Family Series Book 5

Trick 4

Bri

I crossed my arms over my chest, raising an eyebrow as I came around the corner and found Felix leaning against the Pussy Hunter. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses, even though it was late afternoon, nearly evening at this point. He'd also pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans and a casual bright red T-shirt that proclaimed in smug, white lettering: You Only Wish You Were Me. I felt a nerve start to tick at that, raising a hand to my temple.

Every time, I thought wearily. Every time I see this man, I get a damn headache. To say the past month had been a bundle of joy would be the same as saying crocodiles shit rainbows. Both statements were just as accurate and probable in this case.

With Willow back from her honeymoon, I'd explained to everyone in the family what my doctor had discovered. And, of course, the boys had been sure to tell Willow and Aiden all about the one time Felix had come over. Dear gods, sometimes those boys were seriously begging for a whooping. I had to admit, I was glad I was having girls. Boys were mean and I really didn't want to have to deal with a miniature Felix. Hell no, I shook my head internally just at the idea.

He pushed off from his car, a wide smile quick to lift his lips. "Ah, Bri," he called out like he was surprised to see me. "Besides the frown on your face, you really are looking good. Better than the last time I saw you," he reached up to peer over the top of the sunglasses at me.

I shot him an exasperated look. "Oh really? Well, when was the last time you saw me? What...nearly five weeks ago?"

He waved a hand dismissively, lowering his other hand. "It's not like I didn't know where you were-" he began.

"No, it's not. You certainly aren't allowed to try and use that excuse," I shifted my stance slightly.

"...Would you have really wanted to see more of me?" he asked in an annoyed tone.

I shook my head firmly. "No. Of course not."

"Then why-"

"But that's not the point, Felix!" I hissed, barely remembering to keep my voice down. We were still really close to Willow's place, plus out in public. No matter how much I wanted to just release my irritation, screaming at Felix while on the sidewalk wasn't a good idea. Sucking in a deep breath to try and calm down a little, I shifted again. My feet had started bothering me lately, swelling a little. I thought it was a bit too early for something like that, as I was only in my second trimester, but perhaps the...difficulties of my pregnancy were the cause.

Raising my gaze to his, I wished I could actually see his eyes. But those sunglasses of his hid them from view and I couldn't help but wonder if he was honestly paying attention to me. How was I supposed to get common sense and an acceptable level of decency in that thick skull of his? Especially when I couldn't even tell if my words were getting through to him. But even so, I wasn't going to go easy on him. Fuck being polite. It wasn't like he was polite to me. "Felix, you said you were going to step up. That doesn't mean ignoring me until it's convenient for you to acknowledge my existence. I know you don't like kids-"

"Hate, actually," he interrupted. "I hate kids," he corrected me.

"-but kids are going to a part of your life now. I'm not saying wait on me hand and foot-"

"Are you saying to massage your feet though?" he asked in disgust.

"-but at least do something more than text me two or three times a week! And even then, you only talk to me for two minutes," I grumbled.

His lips teased up into a smirk as he slowly removed his sunglasses. "Aw, are you missing me now? Getting all sappy and sentimental on me, Bri?"

I shot him a hot glare, hands on my hips. "You fucking wish."