“Why are you glaring at Dad?” Joshua asked, frowning as he reached for his brother’s plate only to have his hand absently slapped as Cole continued to sit there, glaring at his father.
“You don’t want to know,” Cole said, narrowing his eyes on Jason, who she’d like to point out, was glaring right back.
This was not going to end well.
Not at all…
“Go to bed. I’ve got this,” Jason said, rubbing his hands down his face on a groan even as he mentally went over every possible hiding spot in the in-law apartment and-
“Goddamnit,” he said, sighing heavily as he got up and headed back to the in-law apartment where the old woman that he adored was currently struggling to open a twenty-ounce Coke.
“I need it!” Grandma said as Jason plucked the Coke out of her hand, opened it, and took a sip as he ran his gaze over her wheelchair and-
“This is just sad,” Jason said with a pitying shake of his head as he grabbed the can of Coke that she’d hidden in the bottom of her cane holster.
She didn’t say anything, but then again, he didn’t really expect her to. As her eyes narrowed on him, he leaned down, kissed her forehead and said, “Goodnight,” only to chuckle and jump out of the way when she reached for her cane.
“You know what I think Mommy needs, Daddy?”
“What’s that, baby girl?” Devin absently asked as he searched for the bacon.
“Fluffiness, Daddy,” Abbi said, drawing his attention away from the fridge to find his baby girl nodding solemnly. “She needs fluffiness.”
“She has fluffiness,” Devin said with a pointed look at the large German Shepherd currently sleeping on his back in the middle of the floor.
“She needs more, Daddy,” she said with a sad shake of her head.
“No,” he said, chuckling as he returned his attention the refrigerator only to find his son standing in front of him, taking over the search.
“Look,” Jason said, sighing heavily as he rubbed the back of his neck, “I just don’t think this is going to work out. I’m sorry.”
Sighing, because really, what else was she supposed to do at this point? Haley couldn’t help but nod in agreement as she finished off the last bite of the incredibly delicious Boston Cream pie that Reese dropped off for her. “You know? I think you’re right. I’ll have my stuff packed up and out of here by the end of the week,” she said, placing her empty plate on the coffee table while she bit back a smile as Jason watched the move through narrowed eyes.
“I think it would be for the best,” he bit out, nodding in agreement as she sat there debating on telling him about the cake with extra buttercream frosting in the fridge but then she wouldn’t have a snack to look forward to at two in the morning.
“You’re not leaving me with him,” Cole mumbled absently from the other end of the couch where he was trying to sleep for some reason.
Jason narrowed his eyes on their oldest son and bit out, “I want a paternity test.”
Dear, Reader,
I just realized that I never shared an excerpt of Finally here. At least, I couldn’t find it. So, I’m going to post one here, because I like readers to have a better idea of what the book is about before they hit click just in case it’s not really their cup of tea.
Finally is set for an April 28th. release, which is tomorrow. I hope you enjoy Devin and Charlie’s book as much as I enjoyed writing it 🙂
R.L.
Tags: Finally
“It’s just that,” his son, who he loved more than anything, said as he shifted to get more comfortable on the bed between them with a heavy sigh, “I think things would have gone differently if I’d chosen the dog instead of the top hat.”
“Why are you here?” Trevor asked as he laid there on his stomach, biting back a groan as his erection that had been enjoying the way his wife had been running her hands over him finally died while the reason that he hadn’t been able to make love to his wife for the past five days reached over and stole his pillow.
“Why wouldn’t I be here?” Sebastian asked, sounding bored as Trevor laid there, glaring at him.
“That’s a lot of salt,” came the softly spoken words that had Kasey wondering how much more of this she could take.
“It’s not salt. It’s sugar,” she calmly explained even as she threw the closed kitchen door a panicked look, wondering when Reese was going to save her.
They’d worked out a deal, one that benefited both of them so that they didn’t lose their damn minds. They were supposed to take turns spending time with Mikey, otherwise…
Oh, god…
She couldn’t do this, Kasey thought, licking her lips nervously as she stared at the kitchen door, praying that her husband was coming to save her. She loved Mikey, adored her, and couldn’t imagine how her life would have turned out if she hadn’t had her, but…
She couldn’t take this.
“You’re grounded,” her mother said as soon as Mikey’s father dropped her on the couch.
“That’s fair,” Mikey said, nodding solemnly as she sat up.
“No television, no leaving the house, no nothing,” her mother said with a glare that had Mikey nodding in agreement.
“I told you to stay off the roof, didn’t I?” her father said, folding his arms over his chest as he glared down at her.
“And I fully planned on listening to you, but that was before Mathew tried to eat my hand,” she said only to wince when her parents continued to glare at her. “I’ll stay off the roof,” she promised.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” Mikey said before he got a chance to say anything.
“It wasn’t that bad,” Sebastian said even though he had to admit that it had actually been pretty terrifying.
It probably wouldn’t have been that bad if she hadn’t made any sudden moves. Not that he could blame her, because he really couldn’t, not when his siblings had ignored the screams for mercy and moved in for the kill. Then again, if she’d just given up her hold on the bowl, none of this would have ever happened.
“I think it would be for the best if we went our separate ways,” the girl that seemed to live to torment him said with a sad little sniffle as she pointedly looked away from him.
“Oh, this is bad,” Trevor said as he stood there, rubbing the back of his neck as he watched the reason that his cousin was going to kill him somehow manage to make it the rest of the way up onto his roof.
“Mikey, sweetheart,” Zoe said, trying not to panic as she looked around for something to make this right while Trevor stood there, biting back a curse because he’d left his fucking ladder at the house that he was flipping on Oak Street. “Why don’t you come down here so that we can talk?”
“Social distancing! Social distancing!” the girl that had held her own a lot longer than he’d thought she would, said, clearly on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
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