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louder as he drove down the highway. Christ, he should have waited until
morning.
    But he wanted to get home. Something was
driving him to get there, and as soon as the meeting was over on Thursday at
five o’clock, he finished packing up his things from the hotel and checked out.
He was hoping to be home by five in the morning.
    He was finished with Illinois. And now
he had a fat bank account to show that hard work did really pay off. Samuel was
looking forward to running in the backyard, sleeping until he wanted to get up,
and doing some of the things he’d not done because he’d been too busy focusing
on his business. But as Aggie had told him several times, he was leaving it in
good hands. His phone ringing startled him.
    “How close are you?” His mom sounded as
tired as he was. “I can’t sleep until you’re home and not out on some deserted
road. When you get here, I’ll sleep.”
    “I’m almost there. I had to make a
couple of stops on the way, but I should be pulling up in front of the house in
less than an hour.” He laughed. “Mom, you do know that I’m thirty-two years
old, right? And I’ve been driving myself for a long time as well.”
    “Don’t be smart. I know how old you are.
And that does not negate the fact that you’re still my son and I worry about
you. Now, tell me what you’re planning to do tomorrow. Any women involved in
your life that I should know about?” He knew she was kidding him, but he still
squirmed on his seat. “Samuel?”
    “I’m here. And no, there isn’t any woman
in my life. And you know as well as I do that it’s not going to happen for me
either.” Samuel heard her heavy sigh. “I’m sorry, Mom. I know you had your
heart set on grandchildren, but I just…there are too many things that could go wrong
that I don’t want to have to deal with. Too many…everything.”
    “Samuel, not all mates are like your
father. Look at you, you’re as different to him as night and day. You might
just be surprised at what happens when someone comes into your life.” He
snorted. “She may be right around the corner from you. You never know.”
    “It doesn’t matter to me if she’s living
in my house right at this moment, I don’t want anything to do with women long-term.
I know you’ve heard me say this before, but I don’t want a mate, not now, not
ever.” Samuel wished now he’d not answered the phone but knew that she’d only
call him back over and over until he had. “Mom, don’t try to set me up. I don’t
want it.”
    “All right. I won’t. But I don’t have to
like it.” He heard her saying something to someone and wondered who else was
up. “Kennedy just got here. She’s going to fix you some breakfast and then go
back home.”
    “That’s not necessary.” He wasn’t hungry,
but when his mom insisted, he told her just to make sure it was light. “I don’t
want anything heavy on my belly when I go to bed.”
    “I understand. She said she can do that.”
His mom spoke again, and this time he heard the other voice. She was saying
that light was for wussies and his mom laughed. For some reason that pissed him
off, and before he could think he was simply too tired to keep his mouth shut,
he asked to speak to her.
    “You will know that I am far from a
wussy, Miss Buehler, and you’ll learn your place or find employment elsewhere. When
speaking to my mother you’ll treat her with respect or I’ll show you how
protective I can be with what’s mine.” She didn’t say anything, and he was
afraid she’d hung up on him. He was ready to check his phone when she spoke.
    “You think to threaten me, do ye? Well,
I’ve news for you, boy-o. I’ve been beaten by the worst of them and come out on
top. Aye, more’n on top if you ask me. You keep your tongue behind your teeth
or I’ll put so much soft peter in your meal that that you’ll be a begging me to
stop.” He heard his mom’s sharp intake of breath, but the girl wasn’t