Getting His by Emily Minton & Shelley Springfield

Author:Emily Minton & Shelley Springfield [Minton, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-03-29T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Tucker

I force down the last bite of meatloaf, trying to keep the grimace off my face. It’s so damn salty; I can barely put it in my mouth without starting to cough. I’ve refilled my glass twice, just to try to get the taste out of my mouth. I’ve eaten it all, though. Major did, too, even going so far as to compliment the meal once or twice. Mom, on the other hand, refused to eat, making a big spectacle after her first bite.

Normally, I wouldn’t think it was a big deal. I cornered her in the pantry last week while she was making spaghetti. I kept her occupied so long that the sauce ended up scorched. She laughed it off, then ran with me to Bowling Green to pick up a couple of pizzas.

Tonight is different, though. I’m not quite sure why, but something is up. Hadley is wearing a dress, something that she doesn’t do all that often. She’s also got her hair pulled up in some knot, instead of letting it hang down her back like normal. Plus, she’s wearing makeup. That’s something my girl just doesn’t do unless we are going somewhere special. Even then, she doesn’t need it. I think she’s prettier without it.

Mom pushes her plate away, a smile on her face. “Tomorrow night, I’ll make fried chicken so we can have something edible.”

“I’m sorry about the meatloaf,” Hadley says in a voice just above a whisper. “I know it was too salty.”

“I already told you, I thought it was amazing,” Major says, shooting my woman a quick wink and forcing down his last bite.

“Nonsense, it was way too salty.” Mom looks around the table before smirking at Hadley. “Maybe next time you’ll listen when I try to help you cook.”

“That’s enough, Mom.” I push away from the table, fighting the urge to slap my mother across the face. “We’ll see you in the morning.”

“But you didn’t eat any of the Dutch apple pie,” Mom whines, looking in my direction. “I made it just for you.”

Grinding my teeth in an attempt to keep from reaching over and grabbing her by the throat, I choose my words wisely. “I do not want any pie.”

“I’ll take a piece of pie,” Major says, trying to draw Mom’s attention away from me before I strangle her ass.

“What about the dishes?” she asks, ignoring Major to look at Hadley. “Isn’t she going to clean up this mess? She’s the one who made it.”

In a flash, my wife is standing up and grabbing the dirty dishes from the table. She is heading to the kitchen before I can voice my complaint. That doesn’t stop me from telling my mother what I think about the shit she just spewed.

“She cooked dinner, so you can clean up this shit.” Placing my palms flat on the table, I push my chair back and stand up. “I don’t know what you did, but I know you somehow fucked up this meal. One

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