Get Even by Martina Cole Read Free Book Online

be, but a regular John in his everyday life. Men like Lenny were few and far between, thank fucking God! The world was his oyster, and Jack envied him the life he had ahead of him. But he knew Lenny admired him, respected him, and was grateful to him. It meant the world that Lenny Scott revered him – it showed him the boy’s loyalty, and it also made him feel good about himself. Jack Johnson liked that he was seen as a man of stature, not just by the general populace – the majority of them were prize cunts – but by someone like young Lenny; it meant a lot.
    The phone rang and he picked it up quickly. It was Lenny Scott apologising for not being able to make the meet. His wife was in labour and he was at the hospital.
    Jack laughed loudly as he said, ‘That’s exactly where you should be, boy. I wish you luck.’
    Truth be told, he appreciated that the boy put his family first. It said a lot about him, about his priorities and about his decency. Jack hoped the baby was a boy; he understood that was what Lenny wanted. He deserved a son – he was a man who would appreciate a male child.

Chapter Twenty-One

    Lenny Scott Junior was born at eleven fifteen at night; he weighed nine pounds and had the look of a mini sumo wrestler. Lenny Scott was overwhelmed with the feeling of love as he held his son in his arms for the first time.
    His Sharon had just got on with it, like she did everything else in her life, with hardly a word out of her. As he had watched her push his son into the world, he had been genuinely amazed at the power of women. Seeing his son’s head emerge, he had finally understood the strength of the female sex. There was no fucking way on earth a man could have lived through something like that. It was brutal, it was violent and it was the most beautiful thing he had ever witnessed in his whole life. His Sharon was stronger than most men he knew. She had shat his son into the world and acted like it was nothing. He was so proud of her. Seeing her like than, so brave, with her legs in stirrups and his son appearing amidst the blood and the gore – his heart had burst with love and pride.
    ‘He is fucking beautiful, Shaz. You did a real good job, girl.’
    Sharon Scott laughed at her husband’s words. It had been painful but she was amazed at just how easy it had been. According to her mother it was the most traumatic thing a woman could ever experience. She had enjoyed it in a funny sort of way. Childbirth was a means to an end, and what an end! She had a fine, handsome son. It had been worth every second of her labour, especially seeing her husband’s absolute amazement at the child they had created. This was one of the best days of her life. They were here, they were together and, most importantly, they were finally a real family.
    Sharon Scott had never felt so valued, so needed in her whole life. It was as if she had lived every moment for this, for this child and for the chance to make a family for herself. This is what she had dreamed of since she was thirteen years old. Since she had fallen in love with Lenny, all she had wanted was their baby, their own child. Now they had him. Leonard Derek Scott. She had had trouble talking her husband out of calling him Leonard Scott the Third. Imagine the shit that would have brought him at school! But she laughed at her husband’s obvious pride in his son and heir, as he kept referring to him.
    The grandparents were also doting, as they should be, of course. After all, he was the first grandchild on both sides.
    Ivy was overwhelmed with the love she felt for the tiny scrap of humanity her daughter placed into her arms. Never having had a son, she was shocked at the rush of love he engendered inside her.
    But it was watching Lenny with his son that really warmed everyone’s hearts. He was absolutely besotted with the child, even getting up with Sharon while she breastfed the boy, making her cocoa and tea and watching in amazement as she nourished their