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She rolled her eyes at me. “Anyway. You and I need to finalize our divorce before I can marry him. I went to a lawyer the other day and had the papers drawn up. Once you sign, all of us will be able to move on.”

When we first split, Jenna wasn’t in a rush to sign any paperwork. I assumed she wanted to make sure things worked out with Jason before making anything official. I didn’t push the issue because I was worried about how a custody agreement would look between someone with a record and someone who looked like they had their shit together, regardless if it was all an illusion.

Jenna walked over to the sideboard and picked up a large envelope. She placed it in front of me and sat back down. Pulling the papers out, I started to read them, but when I got to the part about custody, I saw red.

“You’re asking for sole legal and physical custody? You’ve got to be shitting me!”

“C’mon, Colt. Do you really believe any judge will find you and your lifestyle fit for raising children?”

“I don’t give a shit what a judge thinks. You bringing guys around to fuck while Jett and Jasmine napped wasn’t model parenting, but I’m not using that against you.” I ran my hand over my head, trying to calm the rage that was building. “I’m not signing this. I’ll take my chances with a judge.” I shoved my chair away from the table and started to walk out. “I’ll see you when I get the kids on Saturday. Don’t try to pull any shit.”

Slamming the door behind me, I let out a frustrated breath. If Jenna thought she could fuck around with me and my kids like this, she had another thing coming. I would do whatever it took to keep Jett and Jasmine in my life.