Mia Like Crazy by Cordoba Nina

Author:Cordoba, Nina [Cordoba, Nina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2011-12-19T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Meridith arrived, an hour later, with a doctor to see to Drew’s wounds. I’d called her, reported the incident to her, and told her, in no uncertain terms, that I would not be tending to his injuries or taking him to a medical facility. Meridith said she understood under the circumstances.

When they arrived, I came downstairs and made a pot of coffee. I sat in the living room with Meridith, while the doctor worked on Drew a few feet away at the dining table. I’d showered and changed, but I was weary down to my bones and it showed.

“Mia, sweetheart, you don’t have to stay down here with us. You look tired,” Meridith said.

Drew overheard. “Mia sweetheart,” he said mockingly, “did you tell your sister-in-law who the guy was in the parking lot?”

“She told me the whole story, Drew.” Meridith sounded annoyed, for once.

“And I guess you’re taking her side, huh?”

“Could you be any more childish?” I was way past annoyed. “There’s not a side for her to take, here. You were a jerk, then I did an incredibly stupid thing, and then you acted like a lunatic.”

“So we’re even?” He sounded like an eight-year-old.

I put my face in my hands. After a few seconds I slid them up slowly until my forehead rested in my palms and my fingers were laced through my hair. I closed my hands into fists. I had a flashback of myself, as a young child, sitting in my room in the same position.

“Meridith,” I said. “I can’t do this.”

“Don’t make any decisions until you’ve had some sleep,” Meridith advised.

Drew chimed in, “Besides, you’ve learned your lesson, now, so this kind of thing won’t happen again.” He had the audacity to smile.

I wanted to slap him again. “You’ve already driven me to violence once tonight. We could make it a double homicide.”

“You mean me and Lance?” He chuckled.

“Still think I’m good for him, Meridith?” I asked.

She held her tongue.

~

I got up the next morning starved and thinking I would need to rustle up my own breakfast after what had happened the night before.

Instead of making myself presentable, as I had each morning since I moved in, I went downstairs with my hair a mess wearing my exercise pants and a big T-shirt.

I headed for the kitchen, hoping to find some cereal or bread for toast. What I found was Drew, whistling while he whisked eggs as though nothing monumental had occurred between us a few hours before. He turned and looked at me in my disheveled state.

“Wow, I’ve never seen you like this before. You look hot!”

I found his teasing in poor taste, considering the fact that he had never even consummated our marriage.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish, omelet boy.” After noting the dark shadows under my eyes, as reflected in the chrome refrigerator door, I started searching the cabinets.

“What are you looking for?”

“Cereal.”

“Don’t have it. Don’t believe in it.”

“It’s nice to know you have some convictions,” I said. “I was starting to think you were amoral.

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