LOGINDo you think she made the right choice?
Chelsea's POVMy head is groggy. I feel like I've got my head stuffed in a barrel full of cotton. My head is slightly spinny, and I'm not sure I want to open my eyes to check my surroundings. I might fall while I'm still on the bed!I'm not sure what woke me up. Something disturbed me for my nap, and I'm not sure I'm happy about it. From the way my head is aching, I clearly have not had enough of a nap.I'm trying to remember... anything.I remember waking up and making eggs... I remember talking to Hunter... I remember going to the park... And then a kiss that set my world on fire.Then... nothing.Maybe I need to ignore whatever the hell the thing was that woke me up and go back to sleep so I can remember better... My stomach grumbles. Didn't I just have lunch? Actually, I don't remember having lunch...I blink my bleary eyes at the clock, and I'm confused. Is it already 1 pm? How the hell did I sleep so long, and why didn't anyone wake me? I'm pretty sure Hunter could've taken care
"I'm sorry; I don't understand," I finally admit.She gives me a sad little smile. "He thinks I'm fat," the words land square in my gut and I suddenly want to go on a rampage and smash his face with a jackhammer! "He thinks I need to cut my calorie intake," she mumbles looking at her eggs like they had betrayed her."Chels, I don't know what the hell he's thinking, but you are not fat!" I state firmly. "You're fucking gorgeous, and if he can't see that then maybe he doesn't deserve you!"She chuckles in a self-deprecating way that I hate. "Try telling him that! I don't understand why he keeps trying to change me. It's never going to work."I reach out and grab her hand that had been moving her food around on her plate with her fork, tugging to gain her attention. "Chelsea, if he can't see how beautiful you are, then that is on him. He shouldn't be trying to change you at all! Please tell me you left him!""Well," she blushes. "You called me, and I came. He wasn't happy about it, but I
Hunter's POVLast night was hell. I finally got some sleep, but I kept waking up, worried something was going to go wrong. I know no one woke up while I was sleeping, I would've been able to hear it. It was just the anxiety building inside me.I finally got out of bed when a 25-pound torpedo jumped on my back. She giggled and started placing sloppy kisses on my scruffy cheek. "Hunty... Wake up?" she giggles.My eyes crack open and notice the sun breaking through my shades. What time is it? But I don't complain, just roll over and toss the little munchkin in the air before catching her again."Tinsy, baby. You're awake," I chuckle."Hungy," she smiled at me."Okay, sweetie. Uncle Hunter will make you something for breakfast," I smiled.I picked up the little rugrat and carried her into the kitchen where I was shocked to see Chelsea making omelets and toast. She'd set out some orange juice on the table, along with some toast and jam and some chopped fruit."Hey," I say, coming up behind
"I'm so cold," she chatters through her teeth, wrapping her arms around her. She's already got multiple blankets wrapped around her and it still doesn't seem to be helping right now.I've got another idea. It's worked for me before, and I'm hoping it will work for my sister."Would you like a hot shower?" I ask, trying to figure out how to get her warmer. Maybe the steam and water will penetrate the chills taking over her body.She looks up at me with bleary eyes and nods her head. "Yeah, that sounds good!" She gives me a soft smile. "I think that might work."I get up and rush to the attached bathroom and start the shower. I grab a few towels and put them on the warming rack. When it's getting steamy, I hurry out to my sister. "It's ready," I whisper."Thanks," she sighs tiredly.I see the half empty bowl for the soup Chelsea brought in earlier. "You done?" I ask, motioning to the bowl."Yeah," she says with a soft smile. "She's a good cook. Makes a good addition to our home," she sa
Hunter's POVAfter I put Chelsea to bed, I can't sleep. I've been staring up at my ceiling for the last half hour thinking about her tired eyes... and trying hard as hell not to think of the soft flesh of her legs when I pulled her jeans off her body.Not that I don't want to sleep. I just wish I had Chelsea in my arms. I'm pretty sure I'd sleep if she was here next to me. But right now, my big bed is too fucking empty. It doesn't smell like coconuts like her. There's not warmth for me to hold. There are not lips for me to kiss. No body for me to worship. I wanted to carry her up to my bed so she could stay with me.But I can't do that. I've barely made it to something close to forgiveness for being a jackass. It doesn't matter if I kissed her senseless. I still need to earn her affection. And as much as I hate to admit it, I want her to need me. I want her to choose me!The thing is, I'm not even wanting sex right now. I just want to hold her. She's not the only one exhausted tonight
I sigh. "For everything. First off, I'm sorry for calling you in today when it was your day off," I mumble. "You've been working yourself sick, and I know your drained. You needed to rest, and yet, here you are, helping me with Tinsley and Sandra."She shakes her head. "It's fine. Sandra needed help, and you seemed a little overwhelmed today. I'm happy to help," she says with a gentle smile."Be that as it may, I'm sorry you didn't get your day off. I'm also sorry about our fight earlier. The thing is... I've never been jealous like this," I mumble, finally letting the truth spill from my lips.I need her to know the whole truth if I'm ever going to get anywhere with her. This epiphany hit me on the way home. I've been spinning in circles because of all the miscommunication.Chelsea gives me a suspicious look, and maybe I deserve it. "What do you mean your jealous?" her demand is soft, but no less straight to the point."Just that... I... The moment you walked into this house, I was s
My head is in too much pain to come to any clear conclusion. I need a fucking pain pill! My arm is burning. My ribs hurt when I breathe. My stitches itch. All I want is for Luke to come get me and pull me back in his arms while he holds me so I can go back to sleep.I don't think that will be happe
There I am with that fucking whore wrapped around me like a fucking koala. I don't know who the fuck took this, but they must've been quick because I'd pushed the bitch off me immediately!Unknown: Luke’s been lying to you this whole time. He’s just been stringing you along."Baby, you didn't belie
Eve's POVAfter Luke gave me the pill he made me a warm bath and helped me into the tub. He'd put in some bubbles and some lavender salts to relax me. He made sure to wrap up my cast so I wouldn't get it wet. I didn't even think about that, but I guess he's right. He doesn't want to have to re-wrap
Luke's POVI've had a fucking long day. I want nothing more than to lay down with Evelyn in my arms and just sleep for the next 12 hours. And then wake up with my cock deep in her pussy again.I finally got the names from Ben Jones and took care of filing a report. It took a good share of the morni







