Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 68074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
“Just five more minutes,” I whispered.
She didn’t argue, and just snuggled down into the embrace. We stayed that way until I was in danger of falling asleep and had to admit the night was over. We packed up all our belongings and pulled away from our little spot at the lake. The spot that would never be the same again. It was special, and it was ours now.
12
TAMMY
Thankfully after our wild encounter at the lake, I had the day off. Mike took me home, and we had a mini make-out session in the car before he dropped me off. That night I slept like a baby, only waking up to the sound of the kids laughing. I roused myself from my cot, still dressed in my pajamas, and went to greet them.
“Tammy!” Daisy said, running into my arms.
I gave her a hug, looking around for her brother. Nicky was at the kitchen table, working on a coloring book. I gave him a kiss on top of his head before slipping into the bathroom to brush my teeth. When I came out, Macy handed me a cup of coffee with a smile.
“So?” she said.
“So?” I parroted.
“You didn’t come home for dinner last night,” Macy observed.
“Oh shoot,” I said, mentally kicking myself. “I didn’t text you.”
“Don’t worry.” Macy held her hand up, stopping me from beating myself up. “Lindsey told me you had a date.”
I nodded. One of the perks of small-town life, it seemed, was that everyone looked out for each other. “Mike took me fishing.”
“Did you catch anything?” Macy asked.
“I did, and it was huge!” I said, sipping the warm brew. “But Mike threw it back. He said we needed a cooler if we wanted to keep the fish.”
“What’s the point of fishing if you don’t keep the fish?”
I blushed, remembering our passionate lovemaking beside the lake. Fishing would always be one of my number one favorite activities after that. “I think it’s just about bonding with your fellow fishermen.”
Macy took my meaning and winked. “Did you bond?”
“Maybe,” I blushed. I couldn’t help it. I could still feel his hands on my backside, his cock thrusting deep inside me.
“Wow.” She led me to the couch. “That must have been some fishing trip.”
“It was.”
“So does this mean you’ve gotten your ex out of your system?” Macy sat down beside me.
“Way out,” I assured her. “We talked about everything, about growing up, about parents. He still has both his parents, but he understands how hard it was for me to lose mine. He knew that I was still grieving. Not like the other guy who couldn’t have cared less.”
“I’m really happy for you.” Macy reached over to take my hand.
I squeezed her fingers. “I’m happy for me too.”
Nicky came bounding up, holding his coloring book. “Look, Mommy!”
“I see,” Macy said. “Very good.”
“I think I might go apartment hunting today,” I said.
“Why?” Macy sounded disappointed.
“Well, I just feel like I’m imposing.”
“Not at all,” Macy said quickly. “I’ll miss you if you go.”
“I have to go sometime,” I said. “I need my own place.”
Macy sighed. “Okay. Hey, I heard of another cabin for rent not far from here.”
“Really?” I gasped. “A cabin?”
“Yeah,” Macy laughed. “You could have a cabin all your own and come over for barbeques just like Lindsey and Jason.”
It sounded like a wonderful idea. “Can we go see it?”
“Sure.” Macy got up and grabbed her phone from the kitchen table. She scrolled through a bunch of screens before finding what she wanted. She brought the device to her ear and waited. “Hello? Yes, hi. I was wondering if the cabin you advertised is still on the market? It is? Great. Can we see it? It’s actually for my cousin. Just one. Yes. Yes, we can do that. Okay, thank you.” She put the phone down and came back to the couch. “He says that there is someone else looking at it, but it hasn’t been rented yet. We can go see it this afternoon.”
“Thank you!” I leapt off the couch and circled Macy with my arms, surprising her.
“We didn’t get it yet,” she protested, laughing.
“You’ve just been so wonderful,” I said, beginning to cry.
“Hey.” She drew me back to the couch, concerned. “It’s okay.”
“No, I mean it.” I wiped my eyes. “Ever since my parents passed away, I’ve been on my own. I don’t feel like I’m alone here.”
“You’re not,” Macy said forcefully. She pushed the hair out of my face like she might do for one of her children. “You’re not imposing, and we all love you. Plus, we are family and don’t ever forget that.”
Daisy tiptoed over to the couch and climbed up into my lap. “Why are you crying?”
I sniffed, replacing my tears with a smile. “I’m not crying. I’m just really happy.”
Daisy snuggled against me, wrapping her tiny arms as far around my waist as they would go. I hugged her back, grinning at Macy over her head.