LOGINCrandon’s POV Continued Once we were outside and away from everybody, Silas looked at me.“Hey, bro. What’s up?”I took a deep breath.Then let it out.“Okay. Be real with me.”His face changed slightly.“I know you tell Tiffany everything, and I’ve tried asking her, but she won’t tell me.”I stared at him.“Where the fuck is Chance?”Silas bit his lip.Then looked away. That told me enough to know whatever answer was coming wasn’t good.He sighed.“Chance cheated on us.”I frowned.“What?”“He cheated on me and Pam.”Silas looked down.“And then he left.”I stared at him.“What the fuck are you talking about?”“He’d been cheating on us for about two years.”“Two years?”“Yeah.”I couldn’t believe it.“The reason I found out was because, you know, he travels a lot for business. So him being out of town never looked suspicious.”I nodded.“One particular time, he told me he was going to New York.”Silas rubbed his jaw.“I don’t think he remembered telling me that.”He looked at me.“
Crandon’s POV Three days later, most of our family and friends had finally arrived, and technically, the Michaels weren’t just friends.They were our family.We had grown up together. We laughed together, joked together, worked together, and had been there for each other through damn near everything. At the end of the day, whether we called each other cousins, brothers, sisters, or whatever else, it didn’t matter.We were family.Even the whole debacle with Lorna, Jeremy, and Ms. Diane had somehow worked itself out.Actually, it had worked itself out a little too well.Ms. Diane was practically Jeremy’s best friend now.She loved that man.Lorna, on the other hand, was pissed because her mother was suddenly walking around arm in arm with her boyfriend like they had known each other for twenty years.I just shook my head.I knew Ms. Diane was going to love him.My mother came up beside me and looked around.“Son, is this the location for the rehearsal dinner?”“Yes, Mom. This is it.”
Crandon’s POV By the time we finally made it to the airport, I was already tired, and yes, we were picking up four people.First, Lorna and her new beau, Jeremy.With Lorna living most of her life in LA, you would think she would’ve flown in with the us earlier, but apparently, they opted not to.Probably trying to avoid Ms. Diane.Couldn’t say I didn't blamed them.We were also picking up my parents.Somehow, my mother had managed to get one cake through airport security.Only one.I was honestly shocked they let her get that one through, but somehow she did it.What she didn’t realize was that cake will not make it to the wedding.We pulled up outside LAX, which had officially convinced me that O’Hare wasn’t the worst airport in America.I pulled up to the curb while everybody waved us down.She hopped out, and between all of us, we started loading everything into the truck. Lorna, Jeremy, and my parents loaded their suitcases, and Tempest carefully took possession of my mother’s
Crandon’s POV Seven Months Later“Okay, Mom, I know you’re upset, but you won't be able to transport ten cakes from Chicago to L.A on a plane unless it's private.”My mother frowned at me through the phone.“I don’t understand why not. My cakes are the best cakes. Everyone says that.”I sighed.“You’re coming to LA five days early, okay? You can always come to Tempest’s mom’s house and make some cakes. You didn’t have to make that many.”She scoffed.“I just don’t understand. I made all these cakes, and now they're going to go to waste.”I rolled my eyes.“Mom. Did you think about that before you made ten cakes? Unless you were planning to drive them here, how were you going to transport all of them? And driving still wouldn’t be a good idea because it’s almost a three-day trip. Why would you make that many cakes?”My mother sighed dramatically before my father got on the phone.“Son, she just wanted to bring cakes for you and your guests to enjoy with all the pre-wedding activities
Kole’s POV ThanksgivingAfter I smelled something burning and saw my beautiful wife waddle into the kitchen, I started after her, but my brother stopped me.“Hey, what’s going on?”“Nothing. Keisha probably burnt something, so I’m going to see what it was.”Knox shrugged. “So, how do you like the house?”“I love it. It’s not mine, but I love it.”“Well, when are you moving out? I want to put it on Airbnb.”“If you don’t get out of my face, bro. We’ll talk about that later.”I rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen. Keisha stood over the stove, stirring a pot.“Baby, you okay?”She sighed. “Yeah. I burnt the gravy, so I started another batch.”She pulled out flour, seasonings, water, and cream before getting back to work. I wrapped my arms around her.“It’ll be all right.”“I’m just glad we’re hosting this year instead of Knox. He always gets the bragging rights.”“Let him have them. I’m not worried about it. This is a lot of work.”“Who you telling?”I kissed her cheek. “I’m goin
Keisha’s POV "It's Thanksgiving time. It's turkey time. Tom's a bird....," the little girl on television says as Mabel giggled.I sighed as I waddled around the kitchen.I felt like I had been pregnant for a billion years, and this baby was definitely a boy. After what happened with Maya and Shane last month, Sienna and I weren't taking any chances. We both scheduled a more thorough 3D ultrasound, because there was no way we were going to expect one baby and leave with two.Maya had been furious when she discovered she was having twins.“I'm going to sue my doctor,” she had threatened.“You can't sue him because you didn't know you were having twins. In that case you have to sue the entire healthcare system,” I told her.“It was a surprise,” Sienna added.Maya hadn't been prepared for two babies, especially two boys. But Gabriel and Gianni were adorable, and their names were perfect. Gianni meant God is gracious, while Gabriel meant strength of God. Maya had chosen them because sh
Isla’s POVI wake up after falling asleep on the couch and the first thing I do is reach for my phone.1:03 a.m.I stare at the screen longer than I needed to.My husband, Shane, has always been home by 12 o’clock am on a Saturday night for the last thirteen years. We’ve been together since I was s
Explicit Scenes AheadShane's povThe mattress dipped under my weight, and I looked up to find Maya smirking down at me. That look, bold, and unapologetic sent a jolt through me that had nothing to do with the bed beneath us."Take off that t-shirt," she commanded, her voice a low purr.I didn't
Shane’s POVSitting across from Maya feels unreal, like I slipped into someone else’s life and forgot to check the mirror on the way in. She’s beautiful in that effortless, dangerous way. The kind of woman you don’t approach unless you’re prepared to have your whole equilibrium shaken, and here she
Shane’s POVBeep. Beep. Beep. Beep.My hand reaches for my phone on instinct, but I can’t move.There’s a soft, warm weight pressed against my chest.I crack one eye open and look down.Maya.Still sprawled on top of me, naked, peaceful, completely out of it. Soft snores slipping from her lips like







