Fixing Her by Miranda Elaine

Author:Miranda Elaine [Elaine, Miranda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A Fixing Novel
Publisher: Miranda Elaine
Published: 2018-06-24T16:00:00+00:00

“AHHHH!” I HOLD MY PILLOW to my face as I scream in complete frustration.

I don’t want to wake the little minion, but I’ve been texting every night with him. And every night as the hours dwindle by, I fall deeper and deeper, wanting this whole thing to be real. Permanent.

I’m torturing myself and not being fair to him. I wasn’t looking for more complications in my life. Though, I can’t deny that every day he’s around is better than the day before. Only, it gets harder as each day passes the harder we both fall.

When this dream ends, and it will end, he’s going to hate me, and I’ll have no one to blame but myself.

A few days ago, he chased me down, and tomorrow he’s invited himself to dinner. But the current issue is the text on my phone I’ve been staring at for ten freaking minutes.

Asher: Was uncomfortable trying to walk back to the office hard as a rock after holding you Monday.

This is not happening right now. Nope. Not happening.

Asher: Miss the taste of you.

Tossing my phone on the pillow next to me, I climb out of bed and head to the kitchen. I need a moment to compose my thoughts and possibly a small glass of wine to ease my nerves. That man is too charming for his own damn good.

“Momma.” Little eyes peek around the kitchen corner. My little girl will use any excuse to get up.

“Hey, baby girl, why are you out of bed?”

“I hungry.”

I should be mad at her, but she’s a much-needed distraction right now. I don’t know how to respond to Asher and I’m going out of my mind with the different scenarios of how this line of texting could go. I can’t want this as much as I do.

“You had dinner, sweetie. It’s sleep time.”

“One show, pretty please.”

She’s given up the quest for a snack and now is pointing toward the living room.

“No, baby girl. It’s night-night time. We will watch a show tomorrow. I promise.”

Her bottom lip is all puffed out and she’s squeezing her stuffed bunny rabbit tight to her chest.

“How about a couple crackers real fast then we’ll get you back in your big girl bed?”

I’m a sucker, and I know it. I fell for the bait and switch hard.

“Yay. I hungry.”

I realize I’ve been outsmarted by a three-year-old, but honestly, I’m just happy she’s going back to bed without more of a fight. Most days I feel like I’m in control here, but times like these make me think I’m just a pawn in her grand scheme.

Ten minutes later and my adorable little devil is tucked into bed, and me and my glass of wine have bravely made it back to my room. The phone is still lying face down on the bed and I timidly grab it and turn it back on.

Three missed messages.

Asher: Fuck, I can still remember the feel of you on my hand. Taste of your mouth on my lips. You’re all I can think about.

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