All Chapters of More Than Just Her Stepfather: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

A month laterI sat outside the high school, patiently waiting for Simon to decide when he was getting out. I didn’t want to rush him. I never rushed him, and I wasn’t going to start now. Rip, and I could tell that something was wrong with him. We just didn’t know what it could be. Everything had been fine up until about a week ago. Both he and Jessica had easily adjusted to living with us while Sarah worked on getting her divorce, as well as went through some counseling. He had happily chosen to blend himself into our family, stepping up to help with the girls when I was too tired or otherwise preoccupied. Rip and I were both grateful for him, which was just one more reason why we wanted to fix everything we could for him.“Am I going to turn out to be just like my father?” Simon suddenly whispered as he gripped the edges of his seat tightly.“No,” I told him softly. “I think that you are going to be the opposite of your father. You love your family, and I don’t think you’re capable

Naomi-Two weeks laterI glanced over my shoulder when Simon and the girls entered the kitchen. While the girls came over to me to see what I was making them for breakfast, Simon looked around.“Is Rip awake?” he asked, picking up a banana to make it look like he wasn’t that interested in the answer.I turned back to the eggs I was cooking to hide the small smile that curved my lips up. “He’s in the basement.”“Okay.”“Mommy, what’s the red stuff in the eggs?” Becky inquired, drawing my attention.“It’s tomatoes. I know it looks weird, but I think you ladies will enjoy it. Simon had them yesterday, and he liked them. Didn’t you, Simon?”When he didn’t respond, I looked over my shoulder to see that he was gone. I turned the stove off before walking over to the basement entrance, making sure to keep out of sight when I saw Simon hovering on the stairs. After a few moments, he cleared his throat.“You’re washing clothes? Isn’t that Naomi’s job?” Simon quietly asked Rip as he finished step

RipThat evening, as we ate dinner, Naomi told the kids how her doctor's appointment went. The girls were super excited about Naomi’s pregnancy, and I was happy to see the way they hung on every word she said. The only thing that worried me a little was the fact that Simon remained silent with his head down as he ate. He had been quiet since we spoke about the laundry. I could tell he had a lot on his mind, and as much as I wanted to ask him about it, he was always more open when I gave him the space to come to me on his own terms.As soon as we were done with dinner, the kids all dispersed to get ready for bed, leaving Naomi and me alone at the table. She smiled as she met my eyes from across the table, immediately sucking me into everything that was Naomi. It never failed. I loved her eyes. They were so kind, intelligent, and welcoming. I leaned across the table to take her hand.“I love you, my queen.”“I love you, too, my king. Since you’re being so sweet to me, does this mean tha

Naomi–Two Weeks LaterI was pulling into the driveway when Natalie came barreling around the corner of the house, causing me to groan in agitation. I narrowed my eyes at her as she stormed up to my car with her hands fisted.“NAOMI!” she screeched.I got out of my car, closing the door softly behind me. “Wait for a moment, Natalie.” I leaned down to peer into the car. “Girls, please go inside. I’ll be right behind you. I promise.”Becky got out of the car slowly, eyeing Natalie before Jessica grabbed her hand and dragged her up to the house, where they went inside. As they were closing the door, I turned my attention back to Natalie. I was trying to be polite, but if this bitch thought that I was going to continue to let her talk to me any kind of way, she had another thing coming. She had caused so many issues already, and I was beyond over her bullshit. I was exhausted from the day, and the last thing I wanted to do was hear her gums flapping in the wind. If she pushed my buttons t

3 weeks laterAfter I got home from dropping Simon off at school, I angrily stomped down the hall to the room that Tom was using while he was staying with us. I didn't bother to knock. I never did. I simply threw the door open before crossing the room to the bed, where Tom was still laying, looking for all the world to see like a heartbroken teenager. I put my hands on my hips as I glowered at him.“Alright, listen here, asshole! You've pretty much moved into my house, and while I'm not kicking you out, you do need to put your big boy panties on, and figure this out. You've done nothing but lie in bed and play the woe is me game! It's been long enough, and now's the time to decide what it's going to be. Are you going to be with Jonas, or not?” I held up my hand to silence him when he went to speak. “I know what he said, so don't even go there, but we also both know that you're using it as an excuse to lick your wounds in private. If anyone's licking anything in my house, it's gonna be