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My eyebrows lifted.

“Now?”

“Right fucking now.”

I stared at her for half a second.

Then sat back.

“Put it on speaker.”

XAVIER

I knew something was wrong when I got that child support shit in the mail.

Stupid ass Heather really filed on me.

Luckily, Sam wasn’t one of them wives who went through every piece of mail that came through the door, because my ass would’ve been caught right then and there. Envelope had my whole government name on that bitch and everything.

Xavier Lawless.

Child support.

Collin Daniels.

All the shit that did not need to be anywhere near Samantha’s fucking eyes.

I had court coming up next year over that bullshit too.

And I still felt like the shit was bogus as hell.

I gave Heather whatever the fuck she needed.

Diapers?

I bought them.

Formula?

Done.

Collin needed clothes?

I sent money.

She needed something for the house?

Most times I handled that too.

So what the fuck we needed the government in our business for?

Heather talking about she wanted shit official.

Official for what?

I was his father whether a judge stamped some shit or not.

“Eight hundred.”