Christmas Gift (Believe Book 3) by Balik Shea

Author:Balik, Shea [Balik, Shea]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-12-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

“You left?”

As if Cabot already didn’t feel bad enough, Micah was giving him shit for what happened the night before. “He has two kids,” Cabot defended, even if he was starting to think he’d been an idiot for leaving. “How would that have looked?”

“Oh, come on.” Micah actually rolled his eyes. “It’s not like they would have seen anything. Plus, it sounded like Liam wanted you to stay.”

“Only because he was hoping I’d make cookies with him this morning.” Frustrated, Cabot punched the dough he was kneading his frustrations out on. It was time for him to clean up for the day and head over to Patrick’s or it would end up getting too late to make those damn cookies.

Today had been busy, not busy enough that he couldn’t have left at least an hour ago, but he’d sent Kobe home instead and started the bread dough that would need to rise over night for tomorrow. In other words, he was stalling. Hence the reason Micah was there.

“You know, I asked you over here to tell me why it is a good reason I stay away from Patrick, not to give me shit for not staying,” he complained.

Micah laughed. Not just a quick, little laugh either, but a big, belly laugh, slapping the counter, making it that much more obnoxious. “You are such a bad liar, my friend,” Micah accused. “How many times do I have to tell you that you can’t lie worth shit? That’s not why you called me here.”

Cabot glared at the one person who was supposed to have his back. “Fine, funny man, then why did I make the mistake of calling you?”

Micah, who had been still leaning over the counter, straightened up, forcing Cabot to tilt his head back to look at him. “Because you want me to convince you why you should go to Patrick’s.”

“But he is trying to start a family. What if I fuck that up for him?” For most of his life, it had seemed like screwing things up was kind of his thing. If it meant staying away so those two kids could find a home, Cabot would find a way.

“Ow!” Cabot rubbed the back of his head after his friend slapped him. “What’d you do that for?” Except, he already knew.

Now it was his turn to receive a glare. “Stop being an idiot,” Micah told him. “You are the kindest, sweetest, happiest man I’ve ever known. You don’t let anyone bring you down or piss you off, even when they deserve to be run over by a truck.”

Cabot had to chuckle at his friend’s saying. It was something he liked to use when he thought someone was being an asshole. But even though he came up with a few colorful phrases, the fact was, Micah was a bigger softy than even Cabot was. He just didn’t go around smiling all the time like Cabot did.

“Now, get your butt out of here. You have a date to make cookies and I’m not about to let you miss it.

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