Welcome back to Tuesday Tales! This week's word prompt is "dice". This week I'm starting the third book of the Hallow Brothers Series, Heavyweight.
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**Warning...this excerpt contains adult language.**
Sam heard a rustle in the grass outside. He sighed. Since his cabin was right next to Caleb and Meg’s and his bedroom window was within feet of their porch, he often heard them come and go. Cay must have kicked his wife out of bed to take care of their daughter. Fucking asshole.
That was until Sam heard a very male voice start to sing. The tune was soft, sweet like a lullaby. He strained to hear the melody, to make out the words. He busted out laughing.
Cay was serenading Ruby with the greatest hits of Eminem. Curse words and everything. Sam shook his head as he still chuckled. He tossed the covers off, pulled on a pair of sweatpants and strolled through his cabin until he was outside.
“Seriously, dude,” Sam teased. “Are the lyrics to ‘Rock a Bye Baby’ too much for you?”
Caleb’s head popped up as he stopped singing. He was dressed only in a pair of jeans. The images inked into his skin were hardly discernible in the early summer morning dark. His shaggy dark hair was more rumpled than usual. Cradled in his arms nestled against his chest was a tiny baby wrapped snug in a pink blanket. A pacifier bounced up and down as she sucked.
The whole scene was enough to make the average red-blooded human female’s ovaries explode with need. Too bad for the rest of the women on the planet. Cay was the first Hallow to be eternally mated. And Meg would kick their ass.
Caleb shrugged at Sam. “I don’t remember what the fuck Momma used to sing to us. All I could remember was Eminem.” He forced a smile. “Sorry we woke you.”
“Eh, it was probably that old fuck Roscoe. I wish that old bird would up and croak.”
“With us boys, I’m surprised he’s still alive. It’s still dark. You could probably get back to sleep.” Caleb freed a finger to brush a lock of hair from Ruby’s forehead. “We will be.”
Sam shook his head. “I’m too wired now. I’ll try to doze but I won’t get a good sleep. I’m going to the club tonight. I’ll get a good sound sleep after a good fuck.”
Caleb cocked a grin at him. “You’re rolling the dice that you’ll find a woman who will let you sleep instead of trying to fuck your brains out?”
Sam chuckled. “Either option sounds like a winner to me.” Sam strode across the grass to press a butterfly kiss to his niece’s forehead. “Get her back to bed and go snuggle your pretty wife.”
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