The Missing Pieces by H.S. Strickland

Author:H.S. Strickland [Strickland, H.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic, suspense, love
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Ryan

I woke up to a pounding in my head. I didn’t think it was a headache considering I wasn’t drinking last night, and I rarely got headaches otherwise. Finally my senses came to me, and I realized that the pounding wasn’t in my head, but the front door.

I gazed at the sleeping woman next to me, and smiled. She was such a beautiful sight. If I could get away with it I would stare at her all day. Instead I had to get up at…eight in the morning to answer the impatient person behind my door.

I moved my arm as carefully as possible so I didn’t wake Sloane and crept out of bed. I pulled on some sweatpants and looked back at Sloane. She had shifted and was now lying on my pillow, cuddling it to her.

I quickly moved to the front door so whoever was banging didn’t wake Sloane up. She would be pretty pissed, considering she isn’t a morning person at all.

Once again, I got the surprise of my life when I opened the door. My mother was standing there looking almost as bad as Farrah did when she was here yesterday.

“What do you want?” This time I didn’t make the mistake of opening the door wider and letting her in like I did with Farrah. My mother was a mean woman, and she could do ten times the damage to Sloane’s face. Although I didn’t want her in my home I was curious as to why she was here. I hadn’t talked to her in a few years because of the drugs.

“I just want to talk to my son,” she smiled and I barely hid the cringe. Her teeth were rotting and some were even missing.

“We haven’t talked in years, so why the sudden interest in me?” I asked, quirking an eyebrow.

She looked down at her feet and then back up at me. “That’s why I want to talk; I’m tired of not having my baby boy around.” She whispered, tears glistening her eyes.

I opened the door wider, and let her pass by. I shut and locked the door behind her then turned around and watched as my mother looked around my house in amazement.

“You’ve done really well for yourself.” She said in awe.

“My job pays well.” I told her. I gestured for her to take a seat at the island.

“Can I get you anything to drink or eat?” I asked, politely.

“Do you have coffee?” She asked timidly.

I nodded and went about making a pot of coffee. I knew I would need it for whatever conversation we would be having, plus Sloane would eventually hear the noise in here and want some.

“So how have you been doing?” She questioned.

“I’ve been doing okay. Got myself a good job after I got out of the Marines, with a buddy of mine. I found a woman that I really like,” I told her, sitting down next to her in Sloane’s stool.

“Well that’s really good.” She nodded and looked around nervously.

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