Semua Bab One Night Stand With The Unforgettable Stranger: Bab 151 - Bab 160

The party was done; the cake was eaten, presents were opened, and the guests were gone. Abby had crashed and was in bed, Barry had gone up to his room to shower and Heather was nowhere to be found. Becky wiped the kitchen over and stacked the last of the dishes into the dishwasher, closing the door and pressing the ‘on’ button. It was dark outside and she was exhausted. The party had been wonderful, apart from a couple of hiccups that could all be laid at the feet of Heather, and Abby had enjoyed herself. A whining and scratching at the laundry door reminded her they still hadn’t worked out what to do with the puppy. Barry had sent one of his friends out to the local shop to pick up some dry food for the poor thing, but they still didn’t have a bowl or a bed for him. Becky opened the door and sat down on the ground with him as he jumped all over her and licked her. He really was a gorgeous little thing…oops, she was a really gorgeous little thing. Freddie was a girl, which made her

Becky hadn’t slept. She’d packed up her room, cried into her pillow, and then gave herself a stern talking to. She was doing the right thing, even if it felt like she was ripping her own heart out. Abby would get over her and in a couple of months she probably wouldn’t even remember Becky. Barry wouldn’t even miss her, not with Heather back in his life and his bed. She had to do this for herself, she needed to put herself first for a change. As the first rays of sun lit the room, she dried her tears, showered and dressed, and sat down at the small desk to write her resignation letter. She managed to keep the tears at bay and then when she was done, she folded it and slipped it into an envelope, scrawling ‘Barry’ across the front. She carried her bags down to the foyer and called for a cab. She left the letter and the keys to the car on the kitchen counter and then took one last look around the house before going up to Abby’s room. She watched the little girl sleep for a moment bef

She knew her mummy was sleeping in there now and she remembered that sometimes her other daddy would sleep in the same bed, so she quietly opened the door and peeked in. She saw mummy in the bed, her mouth open and a loud snore coming out of her and she had to cover her mouth so she didn’t giggle too loudly and wake her up. Mummy could be grumpy in the mornings, so best to let her sleep. She looked on the other side of the bed wondering if her daddy was there, but the pillow was bare. She closed the door and went back to the stairs. She walked down them slowly, trying to think of where else he could be and then she remembered his office. Her daddy liked to get up early and sometimes he would go and work in his office for a while before joining them for breakfast. She skipped down the hall to the office and opened the door. It was dark, but she could see that her daddy was asleep on the couch. He was lying on his back with his mouth open, but he wasn’t snoring, thank goodness. She re

“I’m meeting a friend for a drink,” she said to her mother as she walked out of the room. “Okay honey,” her mum said, giving her a big smile. “You look great.” Becky tried to smile back. “Thanks,” she said and grabbed her purse, waving over her shoulder as she left the suite and headed to the elevator. She was on her second lemon drop when Cassie sat down at the bar beside her. She ordered a vodka cranberry and then turned to eye Becky. “Okay, spill,” she said. Becky sighed. “I’m such an idiot,” she said, “I broke the cardinal rule.” “What’s that?” Cassie thanked the bartender as he slid her drink across the bar and took a sip. “Don’t sleep with the boss. Or more accurately, don’t fall for the boss.” Cassie covered her hand with hers, “Oh, honey,” she said, “you’re in love with Barry?” “I’m such a cliché,” Becky said, draining her glass. “But, have you seen him? You know the first time I saw him he was shirtless. He opened the door shirtles

Every light in the house was blaring when Barry pulled into the driveway. His house looked like a fucking Christmas tree, which didn’t bode well for the occupants. He took a couple of deep breaths before getting out of the car and walking up the stairs. The front door was unlocked and when he swung it open, noise assaulted him. He took off his jacket and slung it over the bench in the entryway before making his way into the front sitting room. The stereo was on and Abby and Freddie were running around screeching and barking, and neither of them saw him standing there. He stalked over and turned off the stereo and both child and dog froze, looking at him in surprise. He took in Abby’s bedraggled appearance and surmised that Heather hadn’t bathed her as yet. “Where’s mummy?” he asked, trying really hard to keep his voice pleasant. Abby shrugged. “Have you had your dinner?” he asked, feeling his control begin to fracture. “I had Fruit Loops,” she said and started running around i