The Champ: Bad Boys Book 5 (The Bad Boys)

The Champ: Bad Boys Book 5 (The Bad Boys) by Jordan Silver

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about?” She got out of bed in her skimpy shit and my dick, who by all rights should be down for the count perked right the fuck back up.
    “I mean I’m not waiting to get inside you, no way, and you can’t ask me to.” I was feeling defensive. I know it’s a woman’s prerogative and all that happy shit, but there was no way she was going to give me that little glimpse and then keep me at arm’s length, uh-uh fuck that noise.
    She didn’t have anything to say to that which was good. I didn’t want my future wife thinking I was a beast, but fuck, I was this close to just taking her and I really didn’t want to unless she was ready. What a fucking dilemma.
    How do I keep her from seeing me in the same light as Carl the fuck and not give myself blue balls in the process? “You better go put something on before you end up pinned baby.” She rushed towards the bathroom with a squeal, her ass bouncing with each step.
    “Dammit stay down.” I looked down at my dick with a glare. Greedy fuck, he wasn’t even trying to behave. I threw on some clothes and headed downstairs to let ma and dad know what was going on. In all the festivities yesterday we hadn’t got around to discussing her situation and I thought it only fair to warn them.
    I found them in their usual spot, the back porch having their morning coffee together and gossiping no doubt. This is the scene I’d awakened to for as long as I could remember. It’s one of those things that made a kid believe in happily ever after.
    “Hey folks what’re you two plotting?”
    “The demise of the Jenna woman.”
    “Oh boy, what did she do now?”
    “She’s breathing.”
    “Ma…”
    “What? It’s just that we’ve got you all but married off and now it’s time your brother got his head out of his ass and started thinking about his future. I want grandbabies dammit.”
    “What if she’s the one…” I broke that shit off at the death glare she threw me. “Sorry my mistake.” I rolled my eyes and stole half her scone off her plate while dad smiled at us like a simpleton.
    “I have to talk to you two.” I told them the story as they listened without interruption. “So that’s why she has to stay here before the whole marriage deal and ma I’m counting on you to talk her into staying put. The girl has a head like Godfrey.” Godfrey was this kid I’d fought in college, fucker was the hardest thing I’d had to put down ‘til I went pro. “Don’t you worry son you leave it to me.”
    “What about the stalker son, what are we doing about that?”
    “Jace is looking into it dad and I’m here, for the next few weeks at least.” For the first time I wasn’t looking forward to hitting the circuit. Since I’d gone pro I lived for those times, when I was off somewhere to knock the fuck out of some idiot who thought he would be the one to take me down a peg. Now, I didn’t want to leave her.
    She came walking tentatively down the stairs and I heard her approach the kitchen. Unlike the night we met and yesterday, she looked like a little prim and proper doll in her suit. I guess old Bradley shows his ass there too and makes his employees dress the part.
    She’d bundled all those curls into some kind of roll and knot on top of her head that showed off her neck and if possible added more sparkle to her eyes. I saw myself laying a ring of emeralds around that slender neck of hers and my dick reacted.
    “Come here baby.” I held out my hand for her as she crossed the room to the patio doors. Ma jumped up with a big warm hello and headed inside. “I’ll get your breakfast ready it’ll only be a minute.”
    “Oh you don’t have to, I don’t…”
    “Nonsense, you can’t go off to work on an empty stomach, you just sit right down there and I’ll fix you up right quick.” Poor Traci looked at me at sea. “You better do as the old tyrant says babe-ain’t none of us figured out how to get by her yet.”
    “Don’t call your mom a tyrant it’s

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