Rune The change in Kira’s features was damn near palpable after Isla revealed the truth, a truth that my former friend had evidently been hiding for a very long time. I wasn’t naïve enough to believe whatever relationship she’d had with him was new based on her reaction, but I was determined to learn everything I could about her involvement with my children’s father now that I was in the know. Derek hanging around could jeopardize what I was trying to accomplish with Roman and Isla, and there was no way in hell I was going to let that deadbeat delay my kids having a permanent stable home any longer. After years of back and forth with him stalling through the legal system, less than two weeks were remaining before he finally lost his rights altogether. He’d been nothing but a thorn in my side since Belinda had passed away, naming me as the children’s guardian, but I knew he didn’t give a shit about what happened to either child. I was well aware that he only wanted the government
Shane Micah’s message wasn’t surprising in the slightest, and it only served to fuel the ire spreading rampant through my system. I’d never been a fan of Rune’s friend Kira, having seen what her idea of ‘watching’ little ones was from the beginning, but I’d been able to push my reserve to the side when my girl had explained how close she was with the other female and all she’d done for her. It helped that Kira had seemed to be doing better with the task the last time we’d interacted together, but I could see that my intuition had been right from the get-go. In any case, I was positive that Rune’s emotions had to be running the gamut, and I was glad that Micah was the one she’d asked to join her in the back with Isla, knowing he would be able to soothe both girls’ frayed emotions far better than I could for the time being. My go-to in stressful situations was humor, but I highly doubted that Rune and Isla would find anything funny at the moment. I’d noted a few curious looks and e
Shane “So, are you guys going to tell me the whole story now?” I asked once Isla and Roman were tucked into bed, having already ensured the house was secure earlier in the evening with my shadow’s help. Roman seemed to have taken a real shine to me, and I was determined to be the best role model I could be for him, knowing I’d done a shit job of emanating that with my sister. I ran through the things I’d taken note of as I’d observed the kids’ and adults’ behavior since Rune and Micah had returned home as I waited for someone to start the discussion, recalling a few worrisome thoughts I’d put a pin in until later. Rune had given her son a brief rundown of why his sister was injured, but it was obvious at the time that her explanation had been missing quite a bit. Isla evidently had a broken leg and had a few nasty bruises and scrapes that I could see, but I didn’t believe for one second that her injuries had come from her falling down the stairs unless something had caused her to
Rune My heart thundered away in my chest as I angrily strode around my living room, picking up the discarded clothes, dirty dishes, and trash that my shitty boyfriend had left lying around after his night of binging. I’d already tackled the mess in the kitchen, but the relatively clean surfaces left behind did little to assuage the turmoil churning inside me as it normally would when at least some of the clutter was removed from the common areas of my house. I rarely had time to thoroughly clean my home like I really wanted with two kids living here, but I’d been wondering more and more as of late whether I should go ahead and add Damien to the list of children as well with the way he was acting. He still wasn’t back from wherever the hell he’d taken off to, and my ire was only increasing by the minute, threatening to boil over the longer he was gone. I didn’t know where he was, but I did know that he had swiped my debit card out of my purse. Several text messages and declined cal
Rune About A Month Later Rubbing my hands over my temples, I tried to block out the din surrounding me, the strobing lights hurting my eyes, but I’d promised my friend I would come out tonight while the kids were at their sleepovers for the weekend. The nightclub, Verve, had different colored strobe lights to complement the loud music, and thrashing bodies filled the dancefloor to the brim, all moving to the hypnotic beat that was pumping through the numerous speakers that I’d seen spaced strategically around the large open area. Sliding down from the bar stool as I kept a hand at the hem of my dress, worried about the too-short skirt riding up any further, I was regretting my moment of weakness de novo. I was feeling self-conscious with the clothes I’d let my friend pick out for me, trusting her to dress me appropriately for the unfamiliar venue, and the makeup wasn’t helping anything either, the bold colors making me stand out when I would much rather blend in with my surroundin
Rune Pushing my shoulder-length blonde locks back behind my ear, I glanced over at the male who’d sauntered up. He didn’t hesitate, introducing himself as soon as he was within hearing distance as he announced, “I’m Micah, sweetheart. Tell me your name.” His chocolate-brown orbs snared my own silvery-colored ones, making me want to answer his demand in a hurry, but I bristled at the command instead, refusing to comply. I turned away from his incredibly toned physique, noticing how expensive his clothes looked before I’d started ignoring him, but that didn’t make a difference to me. Taking another long drink of my Coke, I jumped a little as my phone notified me that my ride had arrived. My face turned pink as he handed me a few napkins to clean the spill up with, and I softened my tone resultingly when I said, “Well, Micah, it’s been nice talking to you, but I’m out of here.” I shimmied off the stool, by some miracle managing to not embarrass myself in the process, and I rotated
Rune Groaning, I went to roll over as I felt the ache emanating from my muscles, but I ran smack dab into a smooth chest sprinkled with course hair that pointed downward, finding a very naked male lying beside me as my hands explored the contours of his defined pectorals and abs of their own accord. It took me a minute to grasp that I wasn’t in my own bed, that I wasn’t lying next to Damien as I had for so long. It’d been months since anyone other than the kids had slept beside me, but it was difficult forgetting about the years I’d had my ex by my side. I’d begun getting used to sleeping alone at night for the most part, but that didn’t mean I liked it any better than I had over the months when I’d been given no choice in the matter due to my ex’s poor decisions. The absolute extravagance of this bed, and the powerful arms that were locked around me brought back flashes of what we’d been up to late into the night, or maybe even into the early morning, a thrill of heat trickling
Rune I was running late Monday morning as I pushed one of the double glass doors to the office open with my body, and I was trying to concurrently juggle my cup of coffee and all my work supplies, failing spectacularly in the process I might add. Admittedly, I wasn’t the most coordinated at the best of times, so it was a risky move on my part, but I couldn’t sacrifice my morning dose of caffeine, any more of it that hadn’t sloshed out onto the ground at any rate. Bringing the cup up to my mouth, I took a few large gulps so that the liquid wasn’t in danger of splashing out again, and I shot Sara a grateful smile when she’d offered to wipe up the spill for me. She was an angel, always cleaning up after me when I was in a rush, which was practically all the time, and I decided it would be fun for the kids and I to bake her some cookies before I came in on Wednesday. I hurried through the hall as I recounted the events of the morning, well aware there weren’t many days that I wasn’t f
Shane “So, are you guys going to tell me the whole story now?” I asked once Isla and Roman were tucked into bed, having already ensured the house was secure earlier in the evening with my shadow’s help. Roman seemed to have taken a real shine to me, and I was determined to be the best role model I could be for him, knowing I’d done a shit job of emanating that with my sister. I ran through the things I’d taken note of as I’d observed the kids’ and adults’ behavior since Rune and Micah had returned home as I waited for someone to start the discussion, recalling a few worrisome thoughts I’d put a pin in until later. Rune had given her son a brief rundown of why his sister was injured, but it was obvious at the time that her explanation had been missing quite a bit. Isla evidently had a broken leg and had a few nasty bruises and scrapes that I could see, but I didn’t believe for one second that her injuries had come from her falling down the stairs unless something had caused her to
Shane Micah’s message wasn’t surprising in the slightest, and it only served to fuel the ire spreading rampant through my system. I’d never been a fan of Rune’s friend Kira, having seen what her idea of ‘watching’ little ones was from the beginning, but I’d been able to push my reserve to the side when my girl had explained how close she was with the other female and all she’d done for her. It helped that Kira had seemed to be doing better with the task the last time we’d interacted together, but I could see that my intuition had been right from the get-go. In any case, I was positive that Rune’s emotions had to be running the gamut, and I was glad that Micah was the one she’d asked to join her in the back with Isla, knowing he would be able to soothe both girls’ frayed emotions far better than I could for the time being. My go-to in stressful situations was humor, but I highly doubted that Rune and Isla would find anything funny at the moment. I’d noted a few curious looks and e
Rune The change in Kira’s features was damn near palpable after Isla revealed the truth, a truth that my former friend had evidently been hiding for a very long time. I wasn’t naïve enough to believe whatever relationship she’d had with him was new based on her reaction, but I was determined to learn everything I could about her involvement with my children’s father now that I was in the know. Derek hanging around could jeopardize what I was trying to accomplish with Roman and Isla, and there was no way in hell I was going to let that deadbeat delay my kids having a permanent stable home any longer. After years of back and forth with him stalling through the legal system, less than two weeks were remaining before he finally lost his rights altogether. He’d been nothing but a thorn in my side since Belinda had passed away, naming me as the children’s guardian, but I knew he didn’t give a shit about what happened to either child. I was well aware that he only wanted the government
Rune Shane’s words trickled through my brain, slowly registering through the fog that had set in due to all the mental uproar I’d already been experiencing so early on in the day, but the only thought running through my mind once I comprehended what he was telling us was, “What the fuck?” I saw red, and I was intent on flying out of the vehicle with only one thought seared into my head -Kiki was going to face my wrath. I barely noticed the ache the seatbelt strap caused as it dug into the flesh on my upper chest where my tank top had left it exposed, but it did briefly prevent me from advancing forward, only causing my anger to simmer in the forefront of my mind at the delay. Somehow, I managed to unbuckle the latch in my rattled state as I simultaneously flung the car door open, and then I was storming across the relatively short distance separating Kiki’s and my houses. Some small part of me recognized that I was behaving irrationally, but it didn’t take much for my ire to drown
Rune Yawning, I rubbed my hands over my face before concentrating on pouring myself another cup of coffee, feeling a slight thrill at not having had to make it myself like usual. I could already see how easy it would be to get used to having someone else around to help out, or two someone’s in my case, but there was still that voice in the back of my head that worried things were going too smoothly. Some part of me kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, having experienced near constant turmoil in my life it seemed, and nothing I told myself could make that anxiety disappear. Subtly, I glanced over to where Micah was sitting, his laptop opened at the table as he steadily worked to clear the backlog of emails that had been piling up ever since he’d been devoting more and more time to my children and I. The apprehension only continued to coil low in my belly as I realized the full extent that I was affecting my males’ lives to. It was to the point that I almost overfilled my cup w
I am so sorry I haven't been uploading. I swear I'm working on it. My life is just hectic at the moment. I lost my babysitter for standing up for my son, and I'm struggling to find another one I trust and can afford. I'm doing my best. Things are just rough for me for the time being. I've outlined the rest of this novel, but I've been too stressed to sit down and focus on what I want to write. I have to write at least 100 words to post this update, so this is me writing nonsense to meet the quota.
Micah “What messages? What’s going on guys?” Rune’s bell-like voice rung out less than a minute later, slicing through the palpable pressure in the large open area that made up the kitchen and living room. Startled, I turned from where I’d been slouched in a chair at the table, jumping to my feet as my eyes connected with Rune’s sleepy, silver-gray orbs. I was surprised Shane hadn’t noticed her arrival with his view of the hall, but I wasn’t upset that she had overheard us either, guessing I had just missed her when I’d rotated in my seat to look in the direction of where she had been dozing prior. “Good morning, sweetheart. How did you sleep?” I asked, wrapping my arms around her as I did so, and I relaxed some as she willingly accepted my gesture. Shane didn’t need me to lead by example, already moving towards our girl the instant he’d realized we weren’t alone any longer. It appeared that I needed to get my reflexes checked if this morning was anything to go by. That was twice
Micah The day had gone off without a hitch to my relief, and I was well sated with Rune resting in my arms where she belonged, Shane’s big body scrunched up on her other side. It was a tight fit for us all in her queen size bed, the mattress not having been intended for one average height woman and two men over six feet tall, but it only meant I got to hold her closer to me all night. Even so, I felt confident that Shane planned to order her a bigger bed at some point, the other male preferring to have room to stretch out as he slept, but he was wisely waiting for a less hectic moment to spring the change on Rune. We would have to have a deeper discussion about living together more permanently after she was out of danger, which I wasn’t convinced she would be until that bastard was behind bars permanently, or dead, but I was content to follow her to the ends of the earth, regardless. Thus far, she’d been resistant to any attempt on our part to aid her in any way, especially when t
Rune Shane’s lips slammed over mine in a bruising kiss, keeping my pulse rising as I felt someone’s hand glide sensuously down my side and over the curve of my hip. The positioning of it told me it was likely Micah, but I didn’t give a damn who the appendage belonged to when two calloused digits met my sopping wet center, making me whimper with the feeling of them thrusting into my heat without warning. Gasping for air, I tried to catch my breath as Shane’s attention also moved to more erogenous areas on my body, but they gave me no measure, two mouths and four hands being capable of a hell of a lot as it turned out. Heretofore, my one-on-one experiences with the men had scarcely prepared me for the intensity of the moment, and I knew I would swiftly become addicted to the feeling of ecstasy that was coursing through my body, of being at the center of their attention. Someone plucked at the taut buds my nipples had become, but I kept my eyes sealed shut, not caring which male was