Chadwick It was customary for my son and I to have dinner at mom's at least once a week. Elen was always super excited to visit his grandma (even though she lived three streets down from him) I laughed when he eagerly pulled out his chair, ready to take his place at the table. My mom's house was just as beautiful as mine although minimalist, it had a warm vibe that made you feel welcome. I loved the lavender scent and Elen's pictures on every available surface in the house. Mom put on her favorite song, “When Your Day Comes” and brought the food out, dressed in a casual kimono. She had chef, Gilbert in the kitchen, working his magic “Here's some water to drink,” I said, pouring a glass of water for Elen but he refused and wanted food. “Coming, honey!” My mom announced from the kitchen and I shook my head, amused at my son's foot on the ground. Finally, she returned with a tray loaded with roast beef, mashed potatoes, gravy, veggies, rolls, a salad for Elen, then rice and a gr

Ashanti Carmen glowed in her eyes and laughed with a bubbling joy. We were getting ready for the picnic with Chad and Ken and Carmen bounced around the room and could not stop giggling. She put some apples and grapes into the baskets and chuckled. "I can not wait to see him again." Watching her reaction left me speechless. I have never seen Carmen so happy like this. “Come on, Carmen, what is up with your lack of restraint? It is only a picnic. Nobody is engaging you.” "Girl," she drawled. "Ken is fucking hot, my dream man. I need your help choosing what to wear. I need to be perfect to impress him." My mouth dropped open to say something, but nothing came out. She kept raving about Ken while glancing off into the distance. When I did not answer her question about whether girls were swarming around Ken in the office, she clasped my hand. "Not that I am aware of," I uttered, snapping out of my thoughts. "But you don't have to be so desperate for him or any guy in particular." Be

Bored as hell and tired of hearing Carmen yap about how hot and handsome Ken was, I supported my chin and head with my hand and swirled my hair repetitively. Her grin was too wide, and she bounced from foot to foot, bubbling and verbalizing her thoughts and feelings without hesitation. "... And he has the most amazing smile, don't you think? He's so charming. I can't believe he asked me to go to the picnic with him. He must really like me, right?" I nodded politely and shrugged, but she didn't notice my lack of enthusiasm. "We have so much in common, you know. Ken is a really private and conservative person. He's so sweet and not like other guys who just want to get into my panties to see what's underneath." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "He's the one for me,” she sighed wistfully. "Yeah," I said, trying to sound interested. “Guys like this are so hard to find. Oof!" “Carmen, I'm happy for you,” I said, leaning into my seat, “I am, but don't you think you're moving a

Each step I took was a battle as I stumbled through the doorway; the pain sliced through my chest, and I had to stop the bleeding.It was almost 3:00 AM. My housemates were sound asleep, and everywhere was silent—or so I thought.The thick blood pooled at my feet, causing my vision to waver. A frightening chill went down my spine when I remembered the evil werewolves I had just fought and how it was a miracle to have escaped them—all for Chadwick.I hated the stream of blood staining the tiled floor because I was already dizzy, and I didn't want to cause Harrison and Carmen to panic.Cursing under my breath, I headed to the bathroom for the first aid kit when I almost stumbled upon seeing Carmen perched on the couch with her laptop, working away.Shit!When she glanced up, her face morphed into a concerned frown. "Why are you sneaking into the house? You're an adult and can come and go as you please as long as you're safe."Swallowing the pain, I could only manage a nod and a faint sm

Ashanti Chadwick and I stumbled like drunks into bed and the headboard rattled. He brushed his lips to mine and pulled me closer, causing me to laugh. You're getting a little too eager.” I smirked. “What if I say I'm not in the mood for sex?” He ignored me, kissing me slowly and tenderly as I responded by pressing my body against his and kissing his lips back. “I know you want me. And I'm eager because you are gorgeous and sexy enough to make me horny all the time. I know you're a bit shaken and I'll have to exercise self-control until you feel better.” There was a hint of sadness in his tone. If only he knew the degree of lust that burned in my brain and how impossible it was to think of anything else. “And who says I'm too weak to take some dick?” I kissed his jawline, and his hands roamed over my sides and hips. The soft groan that escaped his throat caused my heart to beat faster. Damn that sweet sound; it could drive me crazy. He made me lie on my side with him behind m