We entered, ushered in by a slightly overweight lady. Her eyes were a huge magnificent green, and she had a round baby face. She had a truly wonderful smile, with cute dimples. A grandmother type, I told myself. I pecked his lips, opened the door and pushed him out. I shut the door after him. “No,” I replied firmly, stepping into the passenger side. “I’m serious!” he laughed.
“As your boss, I get to give you orders. And my orders are: find a ma, American Dating Sites. Marry him. Get laid; have a child or two. And enjoy yourself, Claire!
” “Yeah,” I said, my knuckles tapping faster. “Can we talk?” “Thanks ma, American Dating Sites.” “You could have just said thanks,” he looks at the ground.
“It’s not a big deal, anyway. It’s only a kiss. I… I just couldn’t do it to you. Not in your sleep.” “ Awe im not that bad!” Mike and Alec both said at the same time. I flinched, and clenched my jaw. “Except Chloe,” she said, walking back to the table with me. “You two are insanely cute together.
It’s almost ridiculous.
” He lifted up from the pillow and turned to me, “When?” I heard footsteps running down stairs and Kayden came into view. “And he’s living with her.” I felt a nervous flutter in my stomach as I looked at him, his brown-blonde hair rippling, it’s waviness catching the sunlight and displaying it on his slightly curled locks. His chocolate eyes caught my own, snagging it, holding my gaze so I couldn’t look away. His hand, releasing my shoulder, sent a wave of tingles throughout my body, electrifying me. What was this curious feeling?
I froze. He knew. Blair nodded, “Now I am.” She replied softly as she looked down at their hands intertwined together.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Chapter 2 I liked Linda; she was nice to talk to, and she was nice. Her eyes twinkled with pride when she spoke of Daniel; I suspected they had a mother-son kind of relationship. I smiled and dug into my breakfast. “You’re making dinner?
” Dad asked. “I thought your friends were coming over for a girl-slumber-over-sleep-party thing.” “Why did the manager harass you?” “True,” he said, stepping a little closer to me. “But if I’d been