she got pregnant as long as she got knocked up.
This called for a stakeout.
She knew where Aidan lived. It wouldn’t be hard to figure out the fastest way to his heart. She knew from various scouting runs over the years that the dipwad didn’t date much. Just proved how stupid he truly was considering how cute he was. Any guy would be happy to have him.
Bera placed even money on Aidan having a thing for that guy he worked with. John… Jake… Jeff. That was it, Jeff. She hadn’t gotten a good look at him for risking Aidan sensing her presence, but he would be the type Aidan would fall for. An innocent human without the stink of any kind of darkness on his soul.
Considering how much darkness Aidan had seen throughout the years, it didn’t surprise her. He was the original G ood y T wo-shoes, even though he’d done his fair share of bloodletting in the dark and crazy days when Ryan was still active in the field, before the Three Stooges managed to convince others that Earth might not be the greenest pastures out there for them to shit in.
Well, maybe if Ryan was good, she’d let him beg her to spare his life once the tables were turned.
That delicious thought made her grin. She wouldn’t mind donning a strap-on and making him take it up the ass, see how he liked it.
Make him beg for it.
She laughed. Once her plans came together, no one would dare fuck with her anymore and she’d show them all what a mistake they made shitting on her.
The next evening, she followed Aidan when he left his house. He headed for the same condo complex Will lived in, that figured. There he picked up…
Yep. Too bad she couldn’t win money on that bet.
Aidan and Jeff headed for a restaurant on St. Pete Beach. She waited a few minutes, shifted to look like a girl that had waited on her a few months earlier—like Jeff and Aidan would really pay any attention to her looking like that—and walked inside to get a table. She nearly gagged as she watched the two of them sit and stare at each other with syrupy - sweet love-struck gazes.
Fuck him and get it over with, why don’t you? she thought.
Finally, they paid their bill and left. She was about to do the same when a large hand clamped around her wrist as she reached for her purse. She started to protest when she realized who the hand belonged to. She stared as the large man, who now looked a little like Michael Caine, sat across from her.
She hoped her voice sounded steady. “Hello, Daddy.”
“Don’t you ‘hello Daddy’ me, you conniving little bitch. I don’t know what your fucking game is, but you’d better cut it out.”
She reddened, fighting back a wave of anger. Getting into a pissing contest with a Demi who had his nose buried so deep up just about every one of the Dodeks’ asses that he might as well be a Dodek, even if he fathered her, was never a wise idea. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He shook his head and lowered his voice as he glanced around the restaurant. “Let me pass on a little fatherly advice, Bera. Ausar has received permission from the higher - ups to remove you from the picture if you keep pissing him off. I don’t know what stupid little half-baked plans are racing through that Tanuki brain of yours, but if you know what’s good for you, you’ll keep your nose clean and your head down and quit attracting attention to yourself and let things die down.”
He wouldn’t feel that way when his daughter was carrying his grandchild and in line to take over The Firm. “Why are you suddenly wanting to go all parental on me?” She yanked her arm away. “It’s not like you’ve shown much interest in me before now.”
“I know. It’s not your fault your bitch mother got knocked up. I admit you’ve paid for the consequences for her actions. But the last person you want to go pissing off is the son of Hades, you of all people should be smart enough to know that. When Tanukis try to outsmart Demis and Dodeks, they will lose