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Category: Neighbor from Hell
“No,” Uncle Trevor said, as he stood there, rubbing his hands roughly down his face while she watched the small black puppy that would make the perfect Christmas present for Aunt Zoe as it fell over, shook it off, and quickly got back up and ran as fast as its three legs would carry it across the large box so that it could attack the large ball the shelter volunteer had given it.
“She’d love it,” Sebastian pointed out with a shrug as Mikey shifted her attention from the adoption center that the local animal shelter had set up to the rest of the mall and started to regret not going to school for that geometry test after all.
“No,” Uncle Trevor said, dropping his hands away from his face with a heavy sigh as he took in the large crowd of Christmas shoppers filling the mall with holiday cheer.
“The lady is all set,” Trevor bit out evenly to the waitress holding a decadent slice of chocolate fudge cake drizzled with raspberry sauce that looked really good as he leveled a glare on the man sitting at the table next to him, who was leaning over to pick up the spoon that he’d dropped, again.
“Of course,” the beautiful waitress that had been sending Trevor wistful glances all night, said with a smile and a nod before she walked away, taking the beautiful slice of cake with her.
“I’m sorry. What did you say the name on the reservation was?” the little bastard mumbled absently as his focus shifted back to Zoe’s generous cleavage while the woman that every man within a twenty-foot radius was hungrily devouring with his eyes reached up to push her hair back and-
“Bradford,” Trevor bit out with a glare at the asshole who groaned when the move caused the large breasts that no other man had a fucking right to look at bounced.
“I can’t do this,” Zoe said, shaking her head helplessly as her grip tightened on her seatbelt while she watched Trevor, looking incredibly handsome in his suit, walk around the truck to open her door as she prayed for a miracle. A few seconds later he reached her door and her shoulders slumped in defeat as she resigned herself to another night watching every woman within a twenty-foot radius coming onto her husband.
“You look beautiful, baby,” the incredibly handsome man that she loved more than anything, but was most likely going to have to maim to get out of this, said as he opened the door.
For a moment, she briefly considered faking her own death to get out of this, but since that hadn’t worked the last time she’d tried it she decided that it was time to offer him the one thing that was guaranteed to get her out of the night of pure hell awaiting her.
Why was it so dark? Mikey couldn’t help but wonder with a groan as she tried to find the willpower to leave the comfort of her bed. It took several grumbles, a few muttered curses that would have immediately resulted in her spending the next month in her room if her mom heard her, but eventually she managed to shove the covers off.
It took a few more grumbles until she managed to sit up. Several minutes later, her feet touched the floor and she managed to stand up so that she could stumble her way to the bathroom that she shared with her brothers. Ten minutes later, five of which had been spent staring longingly back at her bed, she finished using the bathroom, brushed her hair and teeth, washed her face, changed into the Yankees tee shirt that Uncle Trevor had given her to replace her old Red Sox tee shirt that he’d incinerate, and peeked in on her brothers.
“This isn’t going to work,” Cole said, sighing heavily as he rubbed his hands down his face.
“Yes, it will,” Jonathan said, licking his lips nervously as he grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the windows and out of sight of the store manager that had been watching them for the past ten minutes.
“You’re making a big deal out of nothing,” Mikey said with a sigh as she plucked the money out of Cole’s hand, turned around and-
“It’s not too late,” Sebastian said even as he gave her a pitying look that had her eyes narrowing on her best friend as a thought occurred to her.
They were screwing with her.
“She’s not going to do it,” Sebastian said, not bothering to look up from the book that he’d helped himself to from her backpack while she tried to figure out why Cole and Jonathan were staring at her.
“You don’t know that,” Cole said as he gave her a hopeful smile that matched Jonathan’s.
“I really do,” Sebastian said, sounding bored as he reached over and helped himself to the PB&J sandwich that his mother made for her.
“Know what?” she asked, rolling her baseball between her hands as she sat there, trying to find the willpower to do her homework.
“We need a favor,” Jonathan said, which were normally the words that would have sent her running, but since she was trying to get out of doing her algebra homework or whatever it was that they were studying in math, she decided to see where this was going.
“I will kill you!” he heard his wife bite out through the door.
“This was for your own good!” he heard Sara snap as he took a moment to straighten his tie.
“I hate you!” his wife snapped back as he raised his hand to knock.
“That’s him!” Kasey hissed.
“I’m not going!”
“Yes, you are!”
“They don’t fit!”
“Yes, they do! Now stop bitching and answer the door!”
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