All Chapters of The Moonshine Task Force Series: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Violet"This weather blows." Leighton grimaces as we watch the rain come down in sheets outside The Café. It's made for a boring shift for both of us. "Since there's been no one in here, all I've done is eat." She puts another fry in her mouth, liberally dipped in ketchup. I'm not sure I've ever seen someone eat as much ketchup as she has since she found out she's pregnant. I laugh, leaning my head against her shoulder. "You're doing great things, like growing a human. You're gonna be hungry. Plus, you're gonna have this baby very soon. You've already dropped.""But if I gain a hundred pounds, Holden's not going to want me anymore." She pushes the fries away, but grabs another anyway."You're crazy, Leigh. I wish you could see what you look like right now. Like really see it." I turn to face her, ready to lay down some truth for her. Since she had to get a pair of maternity jeans, she's almost been having an identity crisis."Like a whale?""Absolutely gorgeous." I put my

VioletThanksgivingMost of my adult life I've been nervous. Nervous about what I would do to piss Brent off. Nervous about starting a brand-new job, nervous that someone would see right through the lies I wove around myself and my situation. What I've never been nervous about before is meeting parents. Back when I met Brent's, I was so numb to everything going on around me, I don't even remember it. Then after we high-tailed it out of town, we never went back.Today, though, is a very important day; I'm meeting Anthony's family. The entire MTF crew has opened up their base of operations for everyone's family to share in the holiday together. Spearheaded by Blaze and Whitney, it's the first get together of its kind, but I can tell that most everyone is very excited about the families getting together. Anthony had to go help set up, so I'm grabbing the sweets I baked and the turkey we deep-fried last night that's now been sliced, for anyone who would prefer to have a cold sandwich

AceChristmas"Is it okay that we decided to wait to exchange gifts until we got back here?" Violet asks as she enters my side of the duplex. "It seemed so private, and I wasn't sure I wanted to do that in front of your parents.""No, I'm okay with that." I pat the couch beside me, beckoning her to come sit beside me."You know this couch has held a pretty special place in my life since we made out on it that one time." She cuts her eyes over at me, desire and passion in them."Oh really?" I chuckle, slipping my arm against the back of the couch, pulling her closer to me."Yeah, that night was one of the first nights I felt like I could be myself with you, and you got me so hot." She closes her eyes."You got me hot too, but let's not talk about that right now. We're supposed to be exchanging gifts.""Okay." She sighs. "You wanna go first?""How about we go together?""I'm good with that."She hands me what looks like a gift certificate of some type, and I hand he

VOLUME FIVE: MENACEMenaceJanuary"Jesus, please tell me that's not what you're wearing tonight."At the sound of my eighteen-year-old's too deep voice, I turn around. Like I find myself doing more often than not now, I stop a second and take in the moment. In a few months, he won't be here to make fun of what I'm wearing.God, when did Caleb get to be a man standing in front of me? Older than I was when he came into the world screaming and shaking. I can still remember when they placed him in my arms and told me I was responsible for his entire life. He was so small, and I remember looking up at the nurse, asking if it was okay to hold him. Like I needed permission or something. I've taken the responsibility of raising him seriously – because I wanted to – but also because there was no one else to do it. He and I, we've come a very long way together."What's wrong with it?" I press my hands against my chest, smoothing the shirt down.He rolls his eyes, a grin tilting up

KarinaM: The weekend was busy, and yesterday was a crap day at work, but I wanted to let you know I had a great night with you! Maybe we can do it again! Ya know, get each other's last names this time?Glancing down at the phone in my hand, I read the text message again, calling myself a fool millions of times over. This marked the fourth day since I had my date with Mason, and the second day he'd texted me. It would also mark the second day I'd ignore him.Tilting my head back, I inspect my neck in the bathroom mirror. I won't have to be caking on the concealer and foundation for much longer. The love bites are finally starting to fade, but I still have bruises on my thighs and in between them I can still feel a twinge when I move a certain way. Mason definitely left an impression on me unlike anyone else has before. A part of me already wants to see him again, to make sure I never have to know what life is like without these love bites, without this soreness again. But that's