Michael by Karla Sorensen

Author:Karla Sorensen [Sorensen , Karla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dutch Girl Publishing, LLC
Published: 2017-07-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Brooke

“You’re cutting that apple like it caused you personal injury,” Julia commented from across the kitchen island. I looked down, and sure enough, I’d stabbed the absolute shit out of that poor little Gala.

“Sorry, little guy,” I said under my breath and tossed it into the bowl of fruit salad. Julia had showed up about an hour earlier to help me get all the food ready for the party. My parents were in the backyard with the twins, which I couldn’t even be annoyed about, because it was a huge relief to not have to worry about what they were getting into while I finished all the last-minute stuff.

Mini smash cakes were ready to go for their decorated highchair trays, table with ‘Wild Ones’ themed food and favors was almost complete, except for the fruit salad and the cupcakes.

“Everything looks so perfect, Brooke,” Julia said after she carefully topped the last cupcake with a bright green fondant in the shape of the number one. “I’ve got to hand it to you, I probably would’ve set a box cake in front of them and called it good.”

I laughed without looking up from the strawberries I was slicing. “No, you wouldn’t have.”

“No, I probably wouldn’t have.” Even without being able to see her, I knew Julia was staring at me. “Seriously though, even for you, this is taking on a lot. What’s up?”

Swallowing roughly, I fanned out the strawberry and placed it on the top of the rest of the brightly colored fruit. Then I shrugged. “This is something I know I can do, and do well. Because it’s easy, it’s just putting some food out and making sure it looks nice. There’s so much in my life that I can’t steer, can’t control the outcome of.”

Julia digested that quietly.

Kevin was something I hadn’t been able to control. So much of what happened with the twins was out of my hands. Sleeping with Michael was, apparently. My face flushed hot with memories of the night before. Good memories. Multiple orgasm memories.

“You okay?”

I glanced up at her, and absently pushed my braid over one shoulder. Was I okay? Depended on the definition of okay, and which situation she was asking about, neither of which she was even aware of.

Situation one- Kevin showing up last night. Kevin wanting to be part of the twins’ lives. Or, I suppose I wasn’t sure about what exactly he wanted. Maybe he wanted to pat their heads, make sure they looked like him, and move on.

That spurred a deep-ass sigh from the depths of my very soul. My very tired, sore soul.

Which ushered in situation two.

Situation two- The fact that I slept with Michael. And not only did I sleep with Michael, I couldn’t stop thinking about whether I’d made a monumental mistake, no matter how incredible it was. The whole night was. Every word he’d said, every single way he’d touched me, and how I’d touched him.

So which did I start with? When I told her about Kevin, she’d flip the hell out.

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