Alle Kapitel von The Accidental Almost Kiss with my Ex's Uncle: Kapitel 101 – Kapitel 110

CHARLOTTE’S P.O.V.It took me several minutes before I was able to put space between us. I hadn’t been able to talk to my mother in so long, and now she was here. “Charlotte,” My mother said, and I looked up to see her staring over my shoulder to the doorway where Derek stood. “Who’s that?” I froze, my entire body tensing as I tried to get the courage up to lie to my mother. It was for her health, but it also just felt so wrong. We didn’t lie to each other… ever. Even if I did tell her the truth, I didn’t even know how to explain who Derek was to me. The title I had given myself of his girlfriend hadn’t really been something we talked about, but he also hadn’t corrected me. Plus, everything we had talked about this weekend made it sound like he wanted us to be together… I still just needed to hear it from him, so I would know I wasn’t pushing this on him too fast. Before I could answer, my dad cleared his throat and smiled, waving Derek into the room. “This is Derek. He has help

LYDIA’S P.O.V.Paul sighed as I continued drawing circles with my finger on his chest. It had been years since I had felt so alive and happy. The only thing that had come close was when I opened my restaurants. Even then, the happiness didn’t last long, and I would return to my empty home.I was terrified that once we left this room, we would be crushed under the weight of reality. We had been apart for so long that we didn’t really know each other anymore. I had changed, and I could tell that he had too. He was more closed off and quiet than before, but maybe that was just how he acted in public. Paul seemed to have no problem talking when he was alone with me, but he kept everything short and sweet with other people. “You snore now,” I mused, gently running my finger through the hair on his chest. “I absolutely do not,” He said, and I turned my face into his warm chest and kissed it. “You do. It’s cute.” I said, and he ran his hand over his face. “Well, there goes my career i

CHARLOTTE’S P.O.V.I failed at being discreet as I leaned forward in the passenger seat and watched my best friend through the side mirror. It was obvious that Lydia and Paul were together now, or at least sleeping together, but I couldn’t help the little giddy wiggle that burst free as I watched him open the passenger door of his car for her, closing it behind her once she was inside. “Oh, my god!” I whispered. “They are so cute together!”I turned back to Derek to find he didn’t care even a little bit about watching Lydia and Paul like I had been. His eyes were locked on me, his eyebrows raised in amusement, and he rubbed his hand over his mouth as he shook his head. “What am I going to do with you?” He asked before grabbing the gear shift. “Am I allowed to move the car yet?” I knew he was being sarcastic, but I looked in the mirror one last time to see them pulling away before I nodded. “Good to go!” “Alright,” He said, and as we reached the parking lot exit, I looked down at

CHARLOTTE’S P.O.V.I had never loved Mondays. I had never even tolerated them. They were normally the bane of my existence, and Lydia and I had discussed in length how to obliterate them from being a thing on several occasions. But this morning, I woke up smiling, happy and excited for the day.At some point in the night, we had shifted positions and Derek was the one laying on my side, his face pressed against my breast like it were a pillow. From this angle, I could have sworn he was even smiling in his sleep. I lifted my hand, wanting to run it through his hair, but I was enjoying the moment too much to disrupt him. Everything just felt so… perfect. My mom was awake and her cancer was shrinking. That in itself was proof that miracles did exist, and I would never stop trying to thank any and every greater power out there in appreciation for bringing my mom back to me. Derek was going to be thanked as well, but in a very unholy way and probably far more often. And he loved me. H

CHARLOTTE’S P.O.V. I couldn’t stop fidgeting with the bottom of my dress as I sat outside the courtroom, waiting to be called in for my testimony. If I were alone, I would have just walked out, but I wasn’t. Beside me, also waiting to testify was a professional evaluator of some kind that my lawyer said was there to testify to temporary insanity, and… Tara. I was surprised to see her there instead of inside, and I had to wonder what she was going to say during her testimony and if it was going to help or hurt my case. We exchanged pleasant nods in greeting, but the hallway was silent after that, and I could feel the tension rising with each passing second as I waited for the court to be ready for us. Movement from the corner of my eye made me glance over, and I watched for a few seconds as Tara rubbed her bump. It was crazy for me to think that at one point, I had been desperate to want to carry that man's baby, but now I was grateful that it had never worked out for us. Being