“You’re mad now, but you’ll get over it,” Ruby Jane states calmly. “I’m eighteen, and I am going to college in the fall, so I’m an adult. Deal with it. I like Austin and he likes me.”
“You could have any woman in the world, and you choose my baby sister.” He shakes his head and stomps down the hall.
Austin scratches the back of his neck wearing a guilty expression as Ruby Jane inspects his busted lip.
“Maybe you should go home,” I suggest. “It’s probably going to be better if you’re not around in the morning. He’ll come around. Just give him some space,” I tell him. Ruby Jane kisses him, and I look away. She’s all grown up now. Jameson will have to face the fact eventually. “Good night you two.” I leave them to it and go in search of my man.
Chapter 33
Jameson
“Is this night really happening?” I look at Peyton as she approaches me slowly.
“Afraid so,” she says softly, sinking down on the bed next to me wearing one of my t-shirts. Sexiest fucking thing I have ever seen.
“My best friend and my little sister. How the fuck did that happen?”
“I don’t know, but they must have a connection. I saw them together when she first got here and then shooting my video. I tried to warn them you would flip out, but you know as good as I do that you can’t fight love when it’s real.”
“You think he loves her?”
“I don’t know, but he’s your best friend, and you know him better than anyone does. Would he pursue her if he was going to hurt her knowing that you’d beat the shit out of him?” She lays her head on my shoulder and I know she makes a point. I don’t know how to feel about it. “Not that I’m not happy you’re finally here, but what are you doing here so soon?”
“The judge issued an emergency hearing tomorrow morning, and I’m going to be there to make sure that bitch has to submit to the DNA testing. I want to put this shit behind us. I’m done with her games. I want her out of our lives. And I don’t even have to tape the final show for Nashville Star. I fulfilled my end of the contract. My guy found a loophole that allows me to miss one show and have a guest judge fill in, so I executed that right. I’m done, and now I am all yours.”
“All mine.” She moves to my lap straddling me. “I like the sound of that.” Her arms circle my neck and she kisses my lips. All the stress and drama fades away with her kiss. Peyton is all I need to feel at peace.
I wrap my fist up in her hair and tug roughly. “I’ve missed you, Fancy.”
“Then show me,” she demands lifting her shirt up and revealing her breasts that I love so much. Her dusty rose nipples are hard as glass. Laying her down on the bed, I get up to shut the bedroom door. I gaze at her laying there in nothing but a pair of black lace panties and wondering how in the hell I ever got so lucky to be given a second chance with this angel.
“Why don’t you show me.” I grin. Peyton seductively sucks on her finger then trails it down her torso between the valley of her breasts stopping only once inside her panties. My eyes fill with hunger as I watch her touch herself. My girl is so beautiful. A few months ago, I never dreamed this would be possible. That I’d have her back in my life and starting to build a future together.
The mattress dips as I move onto the bed. Peyton goes up on her knees and smiles at me. “Welcome home, Jameson.” Then she bends down and takes me in her mouth. Fuck her lips are like velvet pillows, soft and full. Made for loving me.
**
Ruby Jane is back at the house with Austin while Peyton and I show up for court. I still don’t know how I feel about Austin taking up with my little sister, but I know he’s a good dude, and he knows if he hurts her, I won’t hesitate to kick his ass to the ends of the Earth. There is a media circus outside of the courthouse as my lawyer escorts Peyton and me inside. Cameras are flashing and questions are being hurled at us from every direction. We block them all out and keep walking looking straight ahead. I am so ready for this nightmare with Viola to end. I don’t know if the she devil is here, but if she doesn’t show then we will all know she is full of shit. We take our seats in the back of the courtroom to wait for our case to be called. I look around the room, but Viola is nowhere to be seen.
Peyton squeezes my hand in hers. I know she is anxious for this to end as well. Steven called as we were going out the door and says he has the video edits ready. He’s just waiting for Peyton to give him the go ahead. The doors open and in struts Viola in a tight orange dress with her tits pushed up to her damn chin. She’s caressing her ever growing baby bump and has the audacity to smile at me. She takes her seat on the opposite side of the room next to her attorney, Carol Weilman. A woman known in Hollywood for being a real shark in child support cases. I’m not worried though. I know this baby isn’t mine.
Peyton lets out an exasperated breath and I lean into her. “Don’t worry. We’re going to win this and then we can go on with our lives and the media will move on to their next victim.”
“I know. I just hate even looking at her. She was so fake when we were on the show. She could have just told me outright, but she kept having these cryptic conversations with me like I was supposed to know what she was hinting at.”
“She loves attention and games. Don’t waste your energy, babe.”
Finally, we are called up front and just as the judge is looking over the case my attorney asks to approach the bench, and much to my surprise a photographer has come forward to make a counter paternity claim stating he is the father of her baby. With this news, Viola confesses to sleeping with the guy, but says she thought the baby was mine due to the dates of conception her OBGYN gave her. I don’t buy her bullshit story. Even though she now says she was mistaken when faced with the facts, I still want the DNA test. I want the world to know without a doubt that this child isn’t mine. The judge grants my request and in another two weeks we will get the results in.
After court I take Peyton by Steven’s to review the music video. It’s fucking genius. Seeing her all dressed up with that old school look in red satin is turning me on. My girl is going to be a star. I want to be selfish and tell her not to release the video, but she’s always wanted this. I had my turn and now it’s hers.
We get back to the house and my sister and Austin left us a note that they went out for lunch. I crumple up the note and toss it in the trash, but then I smile, because if Austin is serious about my sister, he’s the one who will have to deal with Thea and Rodney.
“What are you smirking about?” Peyton pesters, leaning up to give me a quick peck on the mouth.
“I’m just happy, Fancy. Really fucking happy.”
“Do you know something I don’t?” She looks at me quizzically.