All Chapters of You Taste Like Trouble To Me... : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

It wasn't the best night of sleep that Lotte had ever had, though it wasn't the worst either. From time to time, Matty kicked at her, or rolled over to Charlotte's side of the mattress, and she almost landed on the floor… But he didn't wake, and that meant a form of victory. As the hours ticked on, she kept checking to see if he was still asleep and was pleasantly surprised to find the boy remained lost in dreamland, even with all of his tossing and turning. When, in the wee hours, she heard the sound of David's door opening with a small squeak and muffled footsteps making their way down the hall, Lotte sat up and waited for the sound of Matty's bedroom door opening. It was an oversized closet that the girl had only caught glimpses of. It looked like an alien spaceship.There was a bit more shuffling, and then the door next to Lotte's room gave a small squeak as well. Knowing for certain that David was now looking for his youngest son, she threw her legs over the side of the bed and c

By the soft orange haze of the porch light, Charlotte watched as her incredibly immature Aunt perked up like some High School girl who was about to ‘unleash’ juicy gossip. Romy never missed a chance to stir the pot. Though now that they were in a new place, unlike any they had been to before, Lotte had hoped that the woman would find a way to tone down the part of her that loved to ‘spill the tea’… It was wishful thinking, and even she knew that. Quickly raising a hand, the girl shook her head. “Please no,” She begged, “I really don’t want to know.” Romy’s bottom lip jutted out into a pout, “But they are being major bitches about you. We should give it back to them.” Shaking her head a little more quickly, Charlotte grimaced as the action caused her shoulder more pain. “Please, Romy… Clearly, we had some kind of miscommunication. I’ll talk to them later and see what’s up. It can’t be anything that a big apology won’t fix.” David’s smile returned, “Thank you, Lotte. I know there is

The barn that James had pulled Lotte into was warm. The girl looked about with excitement at all the equipment that was currently out of use. David had said that their bees were tucked in tight and wouldn’t be able to make an appearance for several months. All the same, this was exactly what the girl imagined the inside of a barn would look like… Minus some horses and cows, which the Doctor had said they didn’t have any of, because most of the adults had other jobs to focus on.Biting down on her bottom lip, Charlotte waited as James lowered her so that they could take the stairs together. He was maneuvering through the dark with ease and immediately found his way to the corner of the attic ‘suite’ that housed his bed. The sound of Mateo’s soft snoring reached Lotte almost instantly, and suddenly the girl wanted to stop James from waking the other man.“Baby,” James purred, crawling over the surface of the bed despite being soaked from his short trip to the hot tub. “Hey, baby…” Mate

It was beautiful… The apple orchard went on forever. Trees were dancing with the sky. Plump, delicious apples falling all around her. It was the most enchanting thing Lotte had ever seen in her entire life. More than once she wanted to reach out and take one of those apples… to savor the flavor of crisp sweetness… But she knew she shouldn't because she was being expected for a picnic. One in which all of her new friends were waiting for her. Racing along over crunching leaves, and fresh grass, Charlotte couldn't wait until she got to the end of the lane. Already the girl could hear them calling for her. Brandon's voice rose over the others. “Lotte… Lotte! LOTTE!”The girl’s eyes shot open in surprise and she bolted into a sitting position. There he was… Brandon. He was not waiting for her on a picnic blanket, but on one of the many that made up Jame’s and Mateo's bed space. On either side of her, both men were still deep in sleep.Brandon, wide awake, was watching her with the most i

Outside of the Mayor’s unexpected visit, Lotte’s morning had stayed relatively quiet. Brandon and Levi had gone home, and it had mostly just been Barbara. The two talked about basic topics as Charlotte checked the store computer for email orders, and the store manager swept.Finally, around one, just when Lotte’s belly began to rumble, the store doors opened once more. To the baker’s surprise, it was Romy, and she wasn’t alone. Flanking her Aunt were six other women, each with a flush to their faces that indicated that their skin was no more accustomed to the cold air than Lotte's. “There she is!” The blonde woman cheered, leading her ‘entourage’ to the bakery counter. “This is my lil Lotte…” Despite really hating that nickname, the girl raised a hand and waved. The women, who looked almost as ‘sauced’ as her Aunt, smiled and got comfortable in Charlotte’s space. “We are so hungry,” one of them muttered. She was a smaller lady with red hair cropped very close to her scalp. Romy ba