Boris snorted, dropping the tape as he finished wrapping ava’s legs. Why had he brought Horse? Anyone would’ve been less annoying … even Painter, despite the fact the kid probably couldn’t find his own d**k in the shower, let alone pin down a woman.
Unfortunately, only Horse had been both sober and stupid enough to answer his phone in the middle of the night.
“This’ll be hard for your tiny little brain to process, so listen carefully,” Boris said, rising to his feet and tossing the tape onto the couch. “One, she’s not my baby mama, so stop calling her that. Only funny the first fifty times. Two, I’m not plannin’ to make her my property. I’m helpin’ out because she’s Noah’s mom and for all practical purposes he’s my son. I’ll keep an eye on her for his sake, but she’s a free agent. I do
