All Chapters of The Spitfire: Chapter 81 - Chapter 87

"Oh for fuck sake." I was finally at the end of my rope with the women around here and their shit. Mouth was in the middle of a tug of war, me on one side ma on the other. Apparently we weren't allowed to see each other the night before the wedding. "I feel really bad for you and whatever asshole came up with that one, she's not sleeping away from me." Ma had given up scolding me for cussing about five minutes after she dropped her little bombshell. She was trying to take my woman out of my house for the night and thought all she had to do was tell me as they were sneaking out the door. "I told you he wouldn't go for it Pia. You need to calm down mob boy. It's just across the yard." I leaned over into her face and finally tugged her away from ma. "You're not sleeping any fucking where but here." Why do I always have to repeat myself? In the last week or so leading up to the wedding that was turning into more of a production than the second coming, these people have tried

I was making my way to our bedroom with the new stuffed toy in my arms. It was like the tenth one I'd bought in the last month. This one was about three feet tall, and cute. Mouth will probably hook him up with her surveillance shit. She'd turned the nursery into a showroom for NASA. There were more cameras and recording shit in there than the damn space shuttle. I think Mouth has ADHD or some fuck. More like she hasn't offed anyone in a long time and she's fiending. It has been a rough few months with me trying to blend the two families and keeping her ass out of it. It makes her crazy but I threatened everyone that if they went around me this time they'd be done no matter who the fuck. That had kept her ass quiet so far but I think that had more to do with the child growing in her womb than anything else. It sure hasn't done anything about her damn mouth. One mystery that still baffles me to this day though, is her new relationship with Jimmy. For some reason t

"You know, a gift for having the kid, that's what they call them." "How the fuck would you know? You don't have a kid Tony." "The girls be talking and we be listening, just forget all that and get her some shit." "Like what jewelry? Does Mouth look like the kind of female to go for that shit?" "Bro, all females like jewelry even the ones who pretend they don't. Besides it doesn't have to be jewelry. She's your woman you should know what she likes, get her something she would appreciate." "Fuck no I'm not getting her murdering ass no bow and arrow." The two idiots rolled their eyes at me and moved the fuck on. Thank fuck, I was enjoying junior before they came with their shit. Fuck, what am I supposed to get her? Ma might know, yeah. Nah I have to figure this one on my own, if I go running to ma for advice the mouthy one might find out and ride my ass. *** "Mob boy what's this?" I threw the key on the bed next to her and dropped d

I playfully begged her not to off the poor woman. The fact is; Mouth has a spreadsheet on every person who has anything to do with our son's school. She ain't collecting that shit to invite them over for tea. "Mouth, your pregnant ass can't fight, let me handle it okay." "What're you gonna do Shane? Talk her to death?" I ignored her snippy ass and went back to entertaining my kid. Mouth had lasted two years before I bred her ass again, not from lack of my trying. Her body just seems to work that way, because as soon as Lily turned two, I bred her ass again. I think it has something to do with her nursing shit. I heard the hospice rejects pulling my back door before they trooped into my damn house. Her old man headed straight for my kid and took her off my lap. I'm tired of threatening him over that shit too; no one listens to me anymore. Poppy dropped down on the chair beside me while uncle Al checked the pots like this was the fucking local eatery. "What's wrong w