12
I was fuming. There had to be steam coming out of my ears. My face was flushed and my body burned. I couldn’t believe Hudson convinced my son college was an option. I was barely hanging on, and even if he could get loans, saddling him with the kind of debt I’d been trying to pay off for years was not how I intended to have my son start adulthood.
Fucking Hudson.
By the time I got to O’Kelley’s, I’d calmed down a tiny bit. A parking spot was open right up front, which made me smile at my good fortune, and I let myself into the packed bar.
What the hell?
I was more than a little surprised how busy it was for thanksgiving night, but I quickly brushed that aside and went in search of the man I was there to see.
I stomped toward the bar, my gaze catching on Hudson. My body flushed for
