Sam urged her car on. It was on empty, but she urged it on with hope and prayer. Behind her, her son screamed and cried. “I know, baby, I know.”
The car wasn’t going to make it. She pulled over, and just in time as it officially cut her off. Sam turned to see Derek screaming his head off. He needed to be fed and changed. She needed to get home and get washed up from the long day at the hospital.
Continue reading “Chapter 13: Car Trouble”
A/N: As stated in my disclaimer on the right, this blog includes adult content, including sexual content. This is one of those posts.
Eli took a deep breath and knocked on the door. The woman he met on SimMatch, Sasha (was that her name?) answered the door. She didn’t look much like her picture. She wasn’t at all as attractive as the bogus picture either. Well shit. “Er, Sasha?”
“Oh no, that’s my sister. Hold on. Sash, that hunk from that dating site is here!”
Eli stifled a snicker. She may not look attractive, but this sister was pretty damn funny.
“Milly!” Sasha, the woman that did look like that picture he saw online came running to the door, glaring at her sister. “Get lost.”
Continue reading “Chapter 12: The Dating Game”
Eli stared at his phone on his bed. He didn’t want to think about why he was getting a failure to deliver error message now. Why was she doing this to me? He called, he texted, he did everything he could to try and reach Sam.
It had been almost three months since Eli and Sam broke up. In that time Eli tried his damnedest to get in touch with her. All he wanted was a chance, one more chance with her and he’d show her he wasn’t that kid. He wanted a chance to be a father. Hell, he didn’t even know if he was going to be a father; if she was even going to keep or get rid of the baby. And what if she gave the baby up for adoption? He would never know his child, and wouldn’t ever be given that chance—especially if the adopted parents found out about his past.
Continue reading “Chapter 11: Grant’s Warning”
Sam turned over and turned off the alarm. Was it really ten already? She rolled back into the arms of Eli and nudged him. “It’s ten.”
He held her closer to him. “Shh. Sleep.”
“Eli,” she snickered. They were exhausted from the evening activates in bed, and Eli wanted to rest before he had to leave. Sam didn’t want him to leave. She would much rather be wrapped around his arms all night. Still, this was important. He could not miss his curfew. “Eli.” This time she was louder.
Continue reading “Chapter 10: The Truth”
Eli snickered and laughed at Sam. She was covering her eyes and trying to burry her head inside his neck. “Is it over, is it over?”
“It isn’t that scary,” he teased.
She smacked his chest, and then screamed at the sight of the masked figure on the movie. This only made Eli laughed even more. “Tell me.”
“Okay,” he chuckled. When he knew she would just scream her head off, he whispered, “Okay, he’s gone.”
The scream that came after a couple of moments of Sam watching, made him howl with laughter. She started to smack him, and he was just laughing. “That was so mean, Eli!”
Continue reading “Chapter 9: The Best Thing”
Eli took a long deep breath at the door. This wasn’t his first time visiting his mom, on the contrary, he made it a weekly habit to visit and have dinner with her and his sister. This, however, was the first time he brought over Sam. After three months of dating, he decided it was time to introduce Sam to his family. That, and his mother threatened him with bodily harm if he didn’t bring her to this dinner.
The door opened and Anthony grinned. “Hey, look, it’s the inmate. And wow, and a very gorgeous woman.”
Sam giggled. “Thank you.”
Continue reading “Chapter 8: Family Dinner”
“Hello?” A voice called out. A voice that sounded as if angels were singing if Eli thought about it. He rolled out from under the truck he was working on, wiped his hands, and made his way to the front of the garage.
Marv was washing his hands already. Eli patted his friend. “I got this, Marv.”
Marv smirked. “Oh you do, do you? You’re just lucky I’m married.”
Eli shrugged and returned the smirk before going through the door. In truth, Marv had been teasing Eli the last couple of months, and the fact Eli hadn’t even tried to score a date. Eli took the ribbing with a good laugh and a smile. In all honesty, Eli just wasn’t ready to date—not when he couldn’t take a woman back to his place. And there was absolutely no way in hell he’d let any person inside his shitty hell-hole he called home currently.
Continue reading “Chapter 7: Sam”