Meredith awoke to the sunlight streaming brightly between the blinds of the dorm room. Wrapped in Tyler's arms, she was content and at peace—more than she'd been in a long time. She sighed deeply, allowing herself a few moments to think about the changes that had come about in her life. If this had been a time not so long ago, she'd be lying here wondering why she was defective, why she couldn't give herself and him the one thing they both wanted. Not being able to get pregnant had been a major blow to her self-esteem, in some ways even more so than the rape. It had made her feel like she was less of a woman, like something was wrong with her. That only doubled the frustration she felt when she went to the doctor and they told her there was absolutely nothing wrong with her or Tyler. In her darkest days, she'd fallen to her knees and questioned God. She'd not only questioned, but she'd begged. Promises had flown from her lips like a river. If God would give her a child, then she'd do a
"Do we have any new ones today?" Meredith asked as she went over some of the paperwork that greeted her once she got to CRISIS. She'd quietly worked her way up from volunteer to director. She wasn't sure how that had happened, but she knew that things were getting done, and that's all that anyone cared about."Yeah," one of the volunteers told her, picking through the packets the new people filled out. "This one." She handed her the packet. "She came in late last night. Looked familiar to me, but I couldn't put my finger on it. She's already gone for the day, said she wanted to go find a job."That was good. It never did any of the newbies any good to sit in the house and think about how they'd gotten there. That never did anyone any good. "Does she have any family nearby?" Meredith asked, doing a once-over of the registration forms."She mentioned a sister somewhere, but that was it. They aren't close, and she refused to name her, only said that they were actually half-sisters a
"Are you sure you don't wanna go to the clubhouse and hang with everybody? We'll probably be pretty late tonight," Tyler questioned Meredith as he put his leather chaps on over his jeans and shrugged into his leather cut. She admired the view for a moment before shaking her head. "This isn't the first run you've ever been on at night. You forget we've done this a long time."There had been times in the past few years where they hadn't done many runs and she'd not had to worry about him or be alone at night, but these runs had picked up significantly in the last few months. He couldn't tell her anything and she was okay with that, but she didn't feel as if she had to be treated any differently now."I know that." He had a seat, slipping his boots on. "I worry now that you're here with Addie. It seems pointless to me, since there's a clubhouse full of people who would love to see you."The argument she voiced was gentle. "And I want to stay here in my pajamas, going over my budg
"Why did Mandy run outta here like her ass was on fire?" Liam asked Denise as he grabbed his leather cut. He'd been tucking Tatum in and had heard raised voices, but knew if anyone had the details, it would be Denise.She sighed. "Drew and Dalton. I'm not sure what all was said, but they were bragging about getting girls.""Were they braggin' about gettin' girls or bangin' girls?" He grinned and blew out a gust of air as she smacked him in the stomach."As long as I have no proof, my son is still my little boy," she told him, running a hand through her hair. "Anyway, whatever they said really upset Mandy. She threw some stuff in a bag and was gone.""These teenagers are gonna be the death of us," he breathed out, pulling her into his arms, circling her in his embrace.She melted there a few moments, letting the stress of the day go away. It was the best place she had ever been and the best place she ever could be. "Don't I know it? I don't understand what happened. I moved in
Two weeks later and Meredith had moved on to the yearly budget for CRISIS. Their fiscal year ran from September to September, and she liked to have it done by the middle of August. They were a week away from August storming in like a lion, and she knew she couldn't put it off anymore. Deciding what to pay and what to solicit donations for was always a hard decision. Even though Heaven Hill gave them quite a bit of capital to do things with, it was never enough for a nonprofit. Taking care of women and children was expensive. Especially when all of them had needs and some of them had never had adequate medical care. She sighed, throwing her laptop to the coffee table."You okay?" Tyler asked, his eyebrow raised.This should have been a nice Saturday afternoon for them. Addie was taking a nap, and the house was completely still for a few hours. She rubbed at a headache that was beginning to form in the middle of her forehead. "There's never enough money for the things I want to do
Meredith was running around like a chicken with her head cut off. After she'd said yes to Tyler about a mini-vacation for their family and he'd gotten it approved from Liam, she'd started doing things at CRISIS so she could take a few days off. They had decided they would leave after work on Thursday and head down to Gatlinburg that night. They'd have the whole day Friday, the whole day Saturday, and part of the day Sunday for making the trip back."Are you sure I'm not asking too much of you?" Meredith chewed on her bottom lip as she questioned Christine. There was no one she trusted more with this place than her friend. If Christine hadn't loved doing hair so much, she'd ask her to leave the Curly Q and come manage CRISIS, but Meredith knew how much she loved doing hair. It calmed her in a way nothing else could. "You aren't, I promise. For the most part, this place runs itself with the two workers you have on payroll and all the volunteers. If you're going to leave, now is the
Getting up early had never been one of Meredith's strong suits. Tyler was used to it because of his morning workouts with Drew, but Meredith liked to sleep. This morning, however, wasn't one of those mornings. She was up with the sun, getting the three of them ready to hit the road."I don't think I've ever seen you this excited about anything." Tyler laughed as she all but bounced through the house, directing him on which suitcases and bags to take."I am excited. I'm excited to spend a couple of days with my family, knowing that neither one of us are going to be called away for something. Plus, this is our first vacation with our daughter. I can't help it." She shrugged.His excitement matched hers, but he'd had a lot more experience over the years hiding his feelings from others; it was much easier for him. "You ready?" he asked Addie, who lay on the couch, drinking her morning sippy cup of juice.The little girl was sleepy, and they figured she'd be out like a light before
Back in Bowling Green, Travis was cursing up a storm in his cave."What's wrong with you?" Christine asked as she came into the dimly lit room. It had been one of her favorite places since the two of them starting dating, but she hardly ever saw him this agitated."I think we've got a problem," he told her, talking around the lollipop he held between his teeth.She waited for him to elaborate, but he didn't. "It would be awesome if you could tell me what kind of problem you think we have. Maybe then I could help you through it.""I think Stephanie is bad fuckin' news, and when I say bad fuckin' news…I mean bad fuckin' news."Those words made Christine's stomach drop. "What do you mean?"He sighed. "Babe. I love you." Steele reached in, kissing her on the cheek. "I need you to leave me be while I try to work this out. I don't think she is any threat to you." He emphasized the word."But she could be a threat to Meredith?" she worked out in her head. "Is that what you're no
The temperature in the cab of the truck was downright frigid as Remy drove to Tyler's house to drop off Addie first. Tatum refused to meet his gaze and that flat out pissed him off. If she was going to give herself to another man and then have the balls to sit in front of him like this, she should at least have the decency to meet his eyes when he looked at her."Am I going to have to explain to Tyler why I'm dropping you off at one in the fucking morning?" Remy glanced in the review mirror of the truck, looking back to where Addie sat in the extended cab."No," she shook her head, looking about as tired and unhappy as he felt. "He's at the clubhouse. He and Mom had planned to stay and they took Caelin with them."Well, thank God for small favors, because the one person besides Liam he didn't want to face off with tonight, was Tyler."You're lucky I don't call him and tell him where the hell you've been. How could you let her go up there with him?" he questioned her, the irrita
Tatum's heart beat through her chest as she followed Gavin upstairs to a much quieter part of the house. Her mouth was dry – the result of her nerves, or the alcohol she'd consumed – she wasn't sure which. Her hand gripped Gavin's tightly, but she knew it wasn't because she was excited, it was because she wanted to yank on it, and stop him from leading her into the empty bedroom. Part of her wanted to put a stop to it, the other part wanted to go through with this so she could throw it in Remy's face. Those stubborn traits she'd inherited from her dad were alive and well tonight.She glanced over her shoulder, spotting Addie pulling out her phone and making a call. The worried look on her friend's face told her all she needed to know. Addie was probably calling in reinforcements and her time had suddenly become very limited."You feelin' good?" his deep voice questioned in her ear, causing her hair to stand up and goosebumps to appear on her arms. This time it was different than wh
Remy was in a piss-poor mood, had been since the night of the Christmas party and everything that had gone down with Tatum. He bit off the head of anyone foolish enough to ask if he was okay. He'd been eating lunch by himself, and overall had been a miserable fucking loner. Even right now, while everyone else was partying their asses off, his big date was being in the gym and beating the ever-loving shit out of a heavy bag. It was the only thing that seemed to calm him the last few days.Hearing his fists connect with the bag felt good, even if it was muted by the gloves he wore. His arms burned, his shoulders and back ached, his chest heaved, and sweat poured down his forehead and into his eyes; making them sting. The sting felt good though, because it distracted him from the guilt he felt for the way he'd treated Tatum. And that guilt was pressing down on him like he was trapped under a thousand-pound boulder.He'd felt every emotion on the spectrum since she'd walked out on him
Tatum's blue eyes took in the party-goers around her. In different parts of the room, she could see members of her graduating class, some kids that were now seniors, and a few college kids. God, this had never been her thing, she'd never found high school or college parties worth anything to her. She could see everything that went on at them and more, at the club parties. Plus, this was a mob mentality – everyone here went along with everyone else, and it was so boring. Nobody had any individuality. Normally, she'd have tossed the invitation in the trash can and not even thought twice about it. She would have spent the night at the club's New Year's party and have an actual good time with her friends and family.Tonight though, she was on a mission."Do you see anybody?" Addie asked as they surveyed the room.Tatum took a drink from the bottle of Strawberry Boone's Farm she carried in her hand. It was the bottom shelf stuff, guaranteed to get you loaded in the least amount of tim
Tatum had never felt anything like the all-consuming lust that blasted through her as soon as Remy grabbed her hip and pulled her deep into his body. She'd thought she had but damn, she was wrong. Her fingers grasped at his shirt, trying to ground herself in the feelings, when she felt his bare palms slip up under the hem of her dress. The sharp intake of breath, and the way he nipped at her lip indicated he'd discovered she'd worn a thong."Fuck, Tate," he moaned as he pulled his lips from hers.She almost cried as he abandoned her lips and smeared his mouth down her neck. She felt the sharp nip of his teeth down to the core of her body. It caused her nipples to tighten further against the lace of strapless bra, and before she knew what she was doing, she was rubbing up against him."Please, Rem," she gasped out when she felt one of his hands on her ass venture back over her hip, and closer to the wetness and heat she felt between her thighs."Has anybody touched you?" he grow
He knew the second she walked in, just like he'd known when she'd entered the bakery. Even seven shots of Pappy in, he could feel her, he knew she was there by the way the hair on the back of his neck stood up, the goosebumps he got on his arms and the way his dick stirred to attention. He wasn't sure what kind of hold Tatum Walker held over him, but it was strong, maybe dangerously so, like some sort of Jedi Mind Trick he'd never be able to resist. And dammit if his hand didn't shake as he took his next shot."Too much for you?" Drew asked as he noticed the slight tremble of the other man's hand.How did he tell the man sitting beside him, he was hard up for his little sister? Easy. He didn't."Nah, I'm good, but I gotta hit the head. Be back."Plan number two when plan number one didn't work? Run and hope she wouldn't follow. As much alcohol as he had consumed, he wasn't sure he could push her away this time. After all, he was only a man and he wasn't immune to the way she lo
He should have brought a date. Those were the first words Remy thought when he walked through the door of the clubhouse. It hit him like a ton of bricks, and all he wanted to do was turn around and head back to Cash and Harper's. Normally, he lived at the clubhouse, but he'd had dinner at their place tonight. He could relieve the babysitter watching Maddy, and he wouldn't have to worry about keeping his guard up.Couples were paired off, which meant anyone without a plus one would be inevitably thrown together. Looking up, he saw mistletoe was hung randomly around the room. Shit. Since he was the youngest, he seemed to be one of the few without a woman on his arm. Sure as the world turned, he'd find himself thrown toward someone tonight.Gazing around the room, he didn't see Tatum and for that he was extremely thankful. He'd been able to avoid her since the day at Harper's bakery, but it'd hadn't been easy. Not that she'd gone out of her way to be around him but they were in the sa
Remy told himself to slow down as he grasped her neck, hauling Tatum closer to him. He cautioned his lust-drunk body not to make a fool of itself. He warned his libido not to let this go too far. They were in the middle of the bakery, in the middle of downtown. Anyone could walk through that door from some dumbass off the street, to her brother, to her dad. But he couldn't stop, couldn't force his hand not to trail down her body and grasp her tight ass in his fingers. He wanted desperately to pull her lower half into his, wanted to shove his thigh between her legs and feel the heat he knew would be there. His tongue was forceful as it made its way into her mouth, testing how far she'd let him go.Turned out she'd let him go as far as he wanted to.His brain tried to warn him that this was progressing too quickly. It was getting too out of control, too fast. If he didn't watch it, he'd be picking her up and putting her ass first against the nearest wall. He was losing his mind, losi
Son of a bitch. Something in the way Tatum's gaze met his made him think he'd said those words loud enough she could hear them. But fuck, she looked amazing. Even more than she usually did. Tatum had been gorgeous for a long time, but with her hair in this new cut, she looked sexy, and almost… sophisticated. But this was Tatum. She'd never fully be a lady, not really. She didn't do dresses unless she had to, she didn't do caked on makeup, and she could hang with the guys – no matter how raunchy it got."Do you like it?" She asked again, this time looking much more unsure than when she'd started out. Very slowly, she ran her fingers through her hair, giving it a tousle.Remy cleared his throat, not sure how honest he wanted to be, but at the same time knowing he couldn't help but be honest. If he lied to her, she would know, and it would do nothing to help the situation they seemed to always find themselves in. The two of them always seemed to be either pushing or pulling at each ot