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Sleeping with the Enemy Mom Makes a Leap
TysonI jogged downstairs, checking the time on my watch. We were running late. I never realized how much extra time it took to get two women out the door on time. Well, one woman and one young lady. I walked into the kitchen to see if they were in there. They weren’t. I walked down the hall, popped my head into the living room, and discovered it was empty as well.“Mae!” I hollered. “Hayden!”“I’m in my room!” Hayden called back.I rolled my eyes. “We need to go!”Mae came out of the office we both shared. “We’re fine.”“Mae, you said I couldn’t let you be late. I’m trying to stick to that promise. Why does it take so long to get ready?”She frowned. “She’s thirteen. There are at least four wardrobe changes that have to happen and then there is hair and makeup.”“Makeup? What the hell is she doing wearing makeup?”Mae gave me a kiss on the cheek. “She wears very little makeup. She asked if it was okay and I said yes.”I felt like an overprotective father. Or an overprotective brother
Sleeping with the Enemy He's Sorry, Too
TysonMae bit her lower lip. We’d made no plans. There was a reception of sorts for the family, but Mae did not want to commit to stay. She was still on the fence about her mother’s recovery. She was more pragmatic than her younger sister.“I want to see Mom,” Hayden chimed in.Mae sighed with resignation. “We’ll stay, but I might wait outside.”“You can’t leave me alone,” Hayden hissed.“I’ll be here,” a male voice said.The three of us spun around to find Patrick standing directly behind us. “I didn’t think you were coming!” Mae exclaimed before throwing her arms around him. “I’m so glad you did.”“I thought I better,” he said, giving me a hard look.We had yet to speak. He did help move Hayden and Mae in, but we said no more than a few words to each other. Mae and Patrick were still trying to find a new normal for their relationship. I was doing my best to stay out of it and avoid making the matter worse.“Mom’s coming over,” Hayden hissed.Mae’s face paled. I immediately reached f
Sleeping with the Enemy Epilogue Part 1
MaeTwo months laterI looked around the bright kitchen and smiled. It was a cold winter day but that wasn’t stopping us from barbecuing out on the covered patio. There were several patio heaters set up to ward off the bulk of the chill, but we would be eating in the attached sunroom. Life was good. My mom was healthy and was going to be spending Christmas with us.Today’s barbecue was another celebration of her recovery. Five months sober was a big deal. I was trying to stay positive. She was different this time around. She was actually trying. She was getting intensive therapy, and instead of moving home alone, she moved into a house that would support her staying clean.It was made clear from the very beginning that neither I, nor Patrick would have her living with us. There was still way too much baggage for us to do that. It was too risky in my opinion. She needed to learn to stand on her own two feet without either of us propping her up.“How is school, dear?” my mom asked Hayde
Sleeping with the Enemy Epilogue Part 2
Mae“Mae Kendell, you drive me absolutely crazy. Crazy in love, crazy in all things. I want to marry you. I want to spend the rest of my days with you. I figure this is one way for me to have proper ownership over my company. Community property and all that.”I burst into laughter. “What exactly are you doing right now? If you are proposing, you suck at it.”He chuckled. “That’s not nice.”“You are being silly. Come on. Get up.”He shook his head, his smile fading as he got very serious. “I’m asking you to marry me. I love you. I love you with all my heart and never want to be apart from you. I know I tease you a lot and I know we are rarely serious, but I am about this. I am so serious. Will you please marry me?”I stared at him. I was taken by surprise. We had yet to discuss marriage. I truly thought we were going to be one of those couples that cohabitated for the rest of our lives without making it official. I was overjoyed to know he truly did want to marry me. “Yes,” I whispered
Sleeping with the Enemy Her Protector
MaeI dumped an ungodly amount of sugar into the strong black coffee that tasted and smelled like jet fuel. The restaurant my dear brother had picked for us to eat breakfast served the worst coffee on the planet. I should have remembered that fact before I took that first sip that nearly sent me into convulsions.“Do you want some coffee with your sugar?” Patrick asked with a heavy dose of sarcasm.“This is not coffee. This shit is nasty.”“You’re uppity with your coffee,” he replied, taking a sip of the muddy water. “It tastes fine.”Once I had doctored my coffee with enough cream and sugar to turn it a milky brown, I got down to business. “We need to up the game,” I said.He acted as if he didn’t hear me. I stared into his green eyes, which were just a shade darker than my own. He was my big brother and a lot of people commented on how much we looked alike. I supposed we did but he was painted with a darker hue. My fair blond hair compared to his darker shade. My fair skin and his o
Sleeping with the Enemy She's Mine Now
MaeI pulled my little Nissan into the driveway of my family home. It looked like every other home on the street, minus the nice yard and spring flowers. The two-story home was once considered a beautiful house in a nice neighborhood. Over the years, the neighborhood had become less affluent and more average. My parents were part of the downfall. No one ever said it aloud, but everyone in the neighborhood knew my parents were a little off.They weren’t off. They were addicts.I knocked on the front door before letting myself in. If I waited for someone to answer, I could be waiting all day. “Mom?” I called, stepping into the dark foyer.I heard a snort, followed by a growl. No, we didn’t have a family dog. That was the sound of my father snoring. I flipped on a light, not wanting to step on him in case he had passed out on the floor. I spotted him on the couch, facedown. I sighed, shaking my head and not at all surprised to find him that way.“Mom?”“Here,” I heard her answer.I walke
Sleeping with the Enemy The One He Wants
TysonI used the handkerchief from my pocket to wipe the sweat from my brow. It came away as mud. Between the sweat and the blowing sand, I imagined my face was probably caked with dirt. Looking around the people milling about the dig site, I knew I blended in. It was like there was a dress code for visiting or working an archaeological dig in Egypt. Everyone was in khaki cargo pants and loose, long-sleeved white shirts.Technically, it wasn’t all that hot in Egypt, but the April sun was hotter than it was back home in Philadelphia. I scanned the area, searching the sea of white and beige against the dark earth being neatly piled around the holes being dug. I saw Alec and waved. He was talking to a thin woman with her hair pulled back into a ponytail. Alec was always talking to a woman.I waved again to get his attention. He finally noticed me and headed my way. “Hey, boss,” he said with a cheesy grin.“I’m not your boss.”“You are paying me to be here. Therefore, you are my boss.”“D
Sleeping with the Enemy This is How I Party
TysonI saw the moment I won. Now, we were moving into negotiations. I might have shown my hand by expressing my deep interest in the piece, but I didn’t care. I wanted it. I had already decided it was going into one of my museums, which was really just my private collection that I got to charge people to view. People paid a lot to see my vast collection of artifacts that dated back more than a thousand years.She tossed out a number. I smiled, accepted it, and continued to browse through the artifacts that were lying on the tables. Alec followed behind me. Once I had made my selections, I left Alec to handle the business of payment and procuring the items and the necessary documents.“I’ll meet you at the hotel,” Alec called behind me.I put up my hand, indicating I’d heard him. I pulled on my sunglasses and walked back to the waiting jeep. I was taken back to the hotel by the driver I had hired to run us around. I was anxious to get home. I already knew Alec would be coming back to
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