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Chapter 42: Hailie
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My hand clasps over my mouth as I stare at the test in my hand, tears beginning to stream down my face. I trembled at the thought of becoming a mother at seventeen years old. What are my parents going to think when I tell them? I stifle my sobs as I process the information that is staring me in the face. I take a shaky breath, trying to calm down as I decide what to do. I want to keep my baby. Once I figured out what I wanted to do, I needed to do one of the scariest things I’d ever have to do: tell my parents. I sat in the sitting room, waiting for my parents to arrive from work, preparing myself for what I would tell them: what happened on the trip to Ireland, the pregnancy, everything. The door opened, and I heard my parents’ laughter as they entered the home, “Rayen?” My mother called; in a shaky tone, I answered her, “I’m in the sitting room, mother.” She and my father entered the room;
Makeshift Love Chapter 1: Ashton
I groaned as I sat back in my chair; the mountain of case files and depositions never ended. I pinch the bridge of my nose, glancing at my watch, Finally, I muttered in my head, releasing a sigh of relief as I began closing out of my computer, quitting time. Standing up, I stretched my back and packed what I needed to bring home. The sound of the two others packing up, too, had my mind pondering what it’ll be like when I become the one who signs their paychecks. “About to head home, Ash?” Terry, my long-time friend from law school, asked. I glanced over to him, seeing him already becoming disheveled as he closed his laptop that still sat on the desk, “Probably.” I reply, “Hailie should call any moment to ask me what I’d like for dinner.” Ethan, the eldest of us all and my grandfather’s best friend chuckled at my response, “Ashton, my boy,” he says, “Why don’t you ask the sweet girl on a date? You two practically live together
Makeshift Love Chapter 2: Ashton
The funeral was quick, but it was beautiful as well. Hailie stayed by my side the entire time, from the time they allowed me to view his body before we got started to place him on the ground at the family gravesite. So many people came to pay their respects to my grandfather, their friend, and their family. Hailie held my arm, “You’re supposed to meet with the attorney in the study, Mr. Woods.” I nod, “Yes, thank you,” I say, finally tearing myself away to go to my grandfather’s study. Ethan already sat at my grandfather’s desk, all his papers ready to go. His glance comes up to me, his eyes filled with sorrow as he motions for me to sit. I did so. Soon joining me, he gets situated in his seat, “I’ve always hated these damn chairs.” He says, “I’d tell your grandfather that he needed to replace them every time I had to sit in them.” We both chuckle at the memory, “I recall.” A smile formed on my face, “He’d tell you
Makeshift Love Chapter 3: Hailie
I led Ash and Ethan down the stairs to the guests downstairs who wished to pay their respects. Ash is doing better than I was expecting. On the other hand, I am trying to keep it together; I always saw Mr Woods as a father figure. He was at the hospital when I was born, he was there when my mother passed away, graduation; I owe this family my life. I stayed to the side, watching Ashton mingling with the guests. His dark hair slicked back, allowing his dark green eyes to shine brightly, though I’ve seen his eyes like this before; his eyes, though brightly they shine, are not a shine of happiness or even comfort, but a shine of sorrow. The last time I had seen him like this it was when my mother died. He had held me the entire time when all I could do was cry. After everyone had left, I began cleaning the living area of the grand house. Ash came in, looking around, “Do you need something, Mr Woods?” I asked; he looked like he was thinkin
Makeshift Love Chapter 4: Ashton
Why did I do that? Why did I do that? Why did I do that? I kissed Hailie. I’m drunk; maybe I’m not thinking straight. No, that’s not it. If I was drunk, then I wouldn’t be having this conversation with myself. Do I actually want to hook up with her? Shaking my head, I headed to the bathroom to shower; ever since my teenage years, when I needed to process things or think, a hot shower always helped. Once the water was at a temperature I liked and I was completely naked, I hopped in, allowing the steam to engulf me and the water to trickle down my torso. I placed my hands on the wall before me as my thoughts wandered to Hailie. Her red hair in her typical French braid, her piercing blue eyes that could freeze you at that moment, and you can’t tear yourself from her gaze, not even if you tried. My thoughts then wandered to my grandfather’s conditions of my inheritance. Hailie has to be cared for, and I have to marry; why would he put thos
Makeshift Love Chapter 5: Hailie
I woke up around six in the morning. It’s Sunday, so I got to sleep in a bit, but I don’t like sleeping too long, especially since the house is a wreck. Changing into leggings and a pale blue sports bra, I grab my headphones and phone and head up to the main house to clean before making breakfast. When I opened the door to the mud room, the smell of burned toast and grease filled my nose, “What the…” I made my way toward the scent to find…Ash? I rubbed my eyes to see if I was seeing things, but Ashton Woods stood shirtless and making breakfast; at least, I think that’s what he’s doing. He turns around with a plate of what looks like burned eggs, or rather, what used to be eggs, “Good morning!” He beams; I can’t help but raise a brow, my hands on my hips once I move my headphones around my neck, “What are you doing?” I asked; he motioned to the counter to the array of different, very burned foods, “I made breakfast.”
Makeshift Love Chapter 6: Hailie
I sat in the study, reviewing every inch of this contract to see what I may sign up for. His friend Terry was here, too, so if I agree to the terms and Ash agrees to mine, Terry will notarize it for us. All three of us sat in uncomfortable silence as I continued reading, finally coming to the end. I sat it down and looked Ashton in the eyes, handing him a list of my conditions. “Let me know if you have any questions.” He nods and glances over the paper, glancing up at me, surprise in his eyes, “You’re still a virgin?” I sucked in a breath and glanced at Terry, who was clearing his throat, trying to mind his own business. I turned back to Ashton, “Yeah, I am. You’d remember that if you weren’t drunk the other night.” I tell him, “And I don’t plan on losing my virginity to a man who doesn’t even love me.” He looked back at the paper and nods, “Okay,” he says, “I can agree to these terms. However,” I caught his gaze, “On the honeymoon, we
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“I can’t believe this is happening,” I tell Terry as he situates the contract. I know Hailie is pissed with me right now, but I hope she knows that I’m only trying to do what I think is best not only for me but also for her. “You know Ethan will be ecstatic when you tell him.” Terry chuckles, “I know. Gramps would be jumping for joy in his grave if he could.” I smile at the thought. “I just hope she doesn’t hate me forever.” I tell him, “I’d like to only get married once, and I’d like to have a family with my wife, but from the way Hailie is sounding, it seems that she’s planning on being a virgin till the day she dies.” Terry rubbed the back of his neck as he sighed,
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