Page 18 of The Boss


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“You’re at the club on a Sunday?”

“Yes, Dad,” Leo laughed. The noise dimmed, and his voice got clearer. “Why do you keep going to see them, Deacon?”

“Because they’re my parents,” I said.

“Yeah, but they don’t give a shit about you. All they care about is your money. How much did they ask you for this time?”

I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Technically, Dad didn’t ask. He just played the ‘they were my parents, they should have given me the money’ guilt game the entire two days.”

“He’s really fucking good at that game,” Leo said.

“Tell me about it.”

“You know you have nothing to feel guilty about, right? Your grandparents left their billions of dollars to you because they loved you and you were fucking good to them and because your dad and mom were nothing but goddamn leeches to your grandparents for their entire lives.”

“It’s not billions of dollars, but yes, I know I don’t need to feel guilty,” I said.

Despite my agreement, Leo was on a roll and getting himself worked up like he often did when the topic of my parents came up. “And it’s not like your parents are hurting for money. Maybe they’re not multi-millionaires like you, but I’ll eat my fucking underpants if they don’t have a cool mil in the bank right this very fucking minute.”

I laughed. “Considering how often you change your underwear, are you sure you want to take that risky bet?”

“First of all fuck you. Second, you gotta cut them out of your life, man. They don’t want anything from you but the money your grandparents left you, and they’re not fucking good for your mental health,” Leo said.

“It’s easier said than done,” I said.

Leo’s voice softened. “Yeah, I know. Listen, you should join me here at the club. It sounds like you could use a little pick-me-up after the weekend you’ve had.”

“It’s almost six and freezing outside,” Deacon said.

“So, what? You act like you’re seventy-five, not thirty-five,” Leo said. “Live a little, old man.”

I laughed. “Thanks, but no thanks. I’d rather not start the new job tomorrow looking like I’ve been up all night fucking multiple women.”

“Who says it has to be multiple? Pick one good girl and release some of the tension,” Leo said. “It’ll be good for you.”

“I don’t need to go to the club for that,” I said. “I’m using the agency again, remember?”

“I remember. You still haven’t told me how it went with the new girl.”

“Good,” I said. My dick hardened just thinking about Charlotte on her knees. “Really good, actually. She’s a total newbie but has great potential and, so far, no bratty tendencies.”

“I can’t believe you let her in after she was late,” Leo said. “You’ve changed, buddy.”

I laughed. “Trust me, if you’d seen her standing on your doorstep, you would have let her in, too.”

“So, she’s as hot in person, huh?” Leo said.

“Hotter,” I said. “Besides, she didn’t know about my tardiness rule. She does now, and I’m confident she won’t be late again.”

“I hope she works out for you, but just remember - don’t get attached.”

“I won’t get attached,” I said. “I learned my lesson with Eloise.”

“All right. You sure you don’t want to join me at the club? There are some hot as fuck ladies here tonight,” Leo said.

“I’m sure,” I said.

“Okay. Good luck with the new job tomorrow. I’m sure you’ll kill it like you always do.”

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