Rune The change in Kira’s features was damn near palpable after Isla revealed the truth, a truth that my former friend had evidently been hiding for a very long time. I wasn’t naïve enough to believe whatever relationship she’d had with him was new based on her reaction, but I was determined to learn everything I could about her involvement with my children’s father now that I was in the know. Derek hanging around could jeopardize what I was trying to accomplish with Roman and Isla, and there was no way in hell I was going to let that deadbeat delay my kids having a permanent stable home any longer. After years of back and forth with him stalling through the legal system, less than two weeks were remaining before he finally lost his rights altogether. He’d been nothing but a thorn in my side since Belinda had passed away, naming me as the children’s guardian, but I knew he didn’t give a shit about what happened to either child. I was well aware that he only wanted the government
Shane Micah’s message wasn’t surprising in the slightest, and it only served to fuel the ire spreading rampant through my system. I’d never been a fan of Rune’s friend Kira, having seen what her idea of ‘watching’ little ones was from the beginning, but I’d been able to push my reserve to the side when my girl had explained how close she was with the other female and all she’d done for her. It helped that Kira had seemed to be doing better with the task the last time we’d interacted together, but I could see that my intuition had been right from the get-go. In any case, I was positive that Rune’s emotions had to be running the gamut, and I was glad that Micah was the one she’d asked to join her in the back with Isla, knowing he would be able to soothe both girls’ frayed emotions far better than I could for the time being. My go-to in stressful situations was humor, but I highly doubted that Rune and Isla would find anything funny at the moment. I’d noted a few curious looks and e
Shane “So, are you guys going to tell me the whole story now?” I asked once Isla and Roman were tucked into bed, having already ensured the house was secure earlier in the evening with my shadow’s help. Roman seemed to have taken a real shine to me, and I was determined to be the best role model I could be for him, knowing I’d done a shit job of emanating that with my sister. I ran through the things I’d taken note of as I’d observed the kids’ and adults’ behavior since Rune and Micah had returned home as I waited for someone to start the discussion, recalling a few worrisome thoughts I’d put a pin in until later. Rune had given her son a brief rundown of why his sister was injured, but it was obvious at the time that her explanation had been missing quite a bit. Isla evidently had a broken leg and had a few nasty bruises and scrapes that I could see, but I didn’t believe for one second that her injuries had come from her falling down the stairs unless something had caused her to
Rune My heart thundered away in my chest as I angrily strode around my living room, picking up the discarded clothes, dirty dishes, and trash that my shitty boyfriend had left lying around after his night of binging. I’d already tackled the mess in the kitchen, but the relatively clean surfaces left behind did little to assuage the turmoil churning inside me as it normally would when at least some of the clutter was removed from the common areas of my house. I rarely had time to thoroughly clean my home like I really wanted with two kids living here, but I’d been wondering more and more as of late whether I should go ahead and add Damien to the list of children as well with the way he was acting. He still wasn’t back from wherever the hell he’d taken off to, and my ire was only increasing by the minute, threatening to boil over the longer he was gone. I didn’t know where he was, but I did know that he had swiped my debit card out of my purse. Several text messages and declined cal
Rune About A Month Later Rubbing my hands over my temples, I tried to block out the din surrounding me, the strobing lights hurting my eyes, but I’d promised my friend I would come out tonight while the kids were at their sleepovers for the weekend. The nightclub, Verve, had different colored strobe lights to complement the loud music, and thrashing bodies filled the dancefloor to the brim, all moving to the hypnotic beat that was pumping through the numerous speakers that I’d seen spaced strategically around the large open area. Sliding down from the bar stool as I kept a hand at the hem of my dress, worried about the too-short skirt riding up any further, I was regretting my moment of weakness de novo. I was feeling self-conscious with the clothes I’d let my friend pick out for me, trusting her to dress me appropriately for the unfamiliar venue, and the makeup wasn’t helping anything either, the bold colors making me stand out when I would much rather blend in with my surroundin
Rune Pushing my shoulder-length blonde locks back behind my ear, I glanced over at the male who’d sauntered up. He didn’t hesitate, introducing himself as soon as he was within hearing distance as he announced, “I’m Micah, sweetheart. Tell me your name.” His chocolate-brown orbs snared my own silvery-colored ones, making me want to answer his demand in a hurry, but I bristled at the command instead, refusing to comply. I turned away from his incredibly toned physique, noticing how expensive his clothes looked before I’d started ignoring him, but that didn’t make a difference to me. Taking another long drink of my Coke, I jumped a little as my phone notified me that my ride had arrived. My face turned pink as he handed me a few napkins to clean the spill up with, and I softened my tone resultingly when I said, “Well, Micah, it’s been nice talking to you, but I’m out of here.” I shimmied off the stool, by some miracle managing to not embarrass myself in the process, and I rotated
Rune Groaning, I went to roll over as I felt the ache emanating from my muscles, but I ran smack dab into a smooth chest sprinkled with course hair that pointed downward, finding a very naked male lying beside me as my hands explored the contours of his defined pectorals and abs of their own accord. It took me a minute to grasp that I wasn’t in my own bed, that I wasn’t lying next to Damien as I had for so long. It’d been months since anyone other than the kids had slept beside me, but it was difficult forgetting about the years I’d had my ex by my side. I’d begun getting used to sleeping alone at night for the most part, but that didn’t mean I liked it any better than I had over the months when I’d been given no choice in the matter due to my ex’s poor decisions. The absolute extravagance of this bed, and the powerful arms that were locked around me brought back flashes of what we’d been up to late into the night, or maybe even into the early morning, a thrill of heat trickling
Rune I was running late Monday morning as I pushed one of the double glass doors to the office open with my body, and I was trying to concurrently juggle my cup of coffee and all my work supplies, failing spectacularly in the process I might add. Admittedly, I wasn’t the most coordinated at the best of times, so it was a risky move on my part, but I couldn’t sacrifice my morning dose of caffeine, any more of it that hadn’t sloshed out onto the ground at any rate. Bringing the cup up to my mouth, I took a few large gulps so that the liquid wasn’t in danger of splashing out again, and I shot Sara a grateful smile when she’d offered to wipe up the spill for me. She was an angel, always cleaning up after me when I was in a rush, which was practically all the time, and I decided it would be fun for the kids and I to bake her some cookies before I came in on Wednesday. I hurried through the hall as I recounted the events of the morning, well aware there weren’t many days that I wasn’t f