Breathless: In Love With an Alpha Billionaire (Breathless 1)

I wasn’t interested in another conversation that he’d been bombarding me with every time his weekend came around. I turned on my heels and headed into the kitchen and took a seat at the table.

"What’s up now?" I asked, nonchalantly.

"I want to discuss your boyfriend."

"You should be bored with asking questions about Jacob. Nothing that you have to ask has changed since the last time you asked. It seems like you would have found another topic by now, Montie." I crossed my arms.

"I’m concerned by the amount of time he spends around our children. We both know that he’s a rich cat from Miami, but how much do you really know about his past?" Montie asked.

"One minute you're asking why he's not here. Now, you're saying he's here too much and questioning his character. I know more about Jacob than I knew about him, so don't worry about me, Montie. I know everything that I need to know. Is that all you wanted to ask?" I stood up.

"Don’t get testy, Destiny. I have a right to ask as many questions as I need to feel comfortable about a man that you have in here over my children."

My mouth flew open to spew some not so very nice things, but I couldn’t even get the first word out before he self-destructed.

"You've got this…white man spending time with my kids. Just because he's rich doesn’t exempt him from being some kind of low life. And, the worst part of it is that he has my kids thinking he's their father. He’s overstepping his boundaries, because Montie Jr. and Montana have a father that’s here for them already?"

I nodded, finally understanding that his frustrations had nothing to do with Jacob's color or bank account. It didn’t even have anything to do with jealousy.

"Montie, you’re acting insecure. Your children will always know who their father is and that he loves them. I will make sure of it."

"What?" he spat, shaking his head. "I am not insecure. I have no doubt that Montie and Montana will always know I’m their father. I just don’t like the idea of another person entering into the picture. It complicates things."

"Montie, there is no reason for you to worry about Jacob. He’s a good man that has our children's best interest at heart, and no, he’s not trying to take your place," I assured him.

"I just don’t want them to get attached and, when he bores of you and suddenly decides to leave, they will be hurt."

"Get out of my house," I ordered through clenched teeth.

"What? I'm just speaking the truth."

"No, you’re being messy. I don’t know what is causing you to be concerned with what’s happening in this house, when you weren’t concerned with it when it was your home. But let me just be clear, I love Jacob, he loves me, and we are far from bored."

His eyes got big as he leaned back in the chair.

He crossed his arms and glared at me with disdain. "So, just like that, you love this motherfucker?"

"Montie, Montana, your dad’s here. Get your bag and come on, sweeties," I called out and went to wait by the door. I heard their footsteps tracking toward where we were in the foyer.

"I am just concerned," Montie whispered close to my ear.

I leaned away from him and asked, "Now, who’s overstepping boundaries?"

"Daddy," Montana said, breaking into the awkward moment. He swooped her up into his arms and hugged her while stealing glances at me.

Junior came into the foyer, as well. “Hey dad,” he said.

"Are you ready to have some fun with your dad this weekend?" Montie asked them both.

“Yah!” said Montana.

"What are we going to do?" Junior asked.

"Well, I thought we could go see that new Transformers movie."

"Jacob already took us to see that," Junior said.

“Well, how about we see the Justice League? I got my hands on an advanced copy.”