“Yes. We have talked about getting married from the first day one!” Miko beamed over at Holland who reached over and placed his hand on top of hers.
“Well, it’s about time that Holland found a nice young girl to take care of him!” Laura looked kindly at Miko. Miko nodded furiously.
“Yes, in my family the wife…she always take care of the family. She do the cooking and cleaning and stuff like that…” Laura nodded.
“Goodness knows Holland needs someone who will clean up after him!” Holland shook his head but Miko laughed.
“I will do that, I don’t mind. I feel very lucky that he choose me.” Holland crossed his fingers that Miko wouldn’t let it slip that he had found her on a mail order bride website.
“I’m the lucky one.” He broke in. “Miko is amazing, mom. She is very down to Earth and I just know you two will get along so well!” Laura nodded.
“I’m sure we will. Anyone who loves my son is amazing in my book!” Holland frowned.
“Hey!” Laura chuckled.
“So, Miko, how did you and Holland meet?” Holland lowered his eyes to the table, he could already feel his mother’s accusing stare blaming him of irresponsibility.
The End
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Off Limits
Happily Ever After
A Stepbrother Romance
By: Lisa Cartwright
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Chapter 1
Callie’s long blonde hair frizzed and stuck to her sweaty forehead. She swiped it away with her forearm and leaned down over the ice filled freezer. The cool gust of air evaporated the beads of sweat from her bronzed skin. Just as quickly as she cooled off however, another sticky breeze blew through and coated her skin with summer.
“God, it’s so hot!” She gasped, pulling the neck of her tank top trying to circulate the frozen air through her shirt. Ashley stood beside her, sharing the cool breeze from the freezer.
“Tell me about it! This is not August weather!” She said, fanning her face. “How long until you’re out of here and back in that nice cool Washington breeze?” She asked Callie.
Callie rolled her eyes. “I was supposed to head back up there last week.” Callie said, grabbing a piece of ice and rubbing it on her neck.
“Supposed to?” Ashley asked hesitantly. “What’re you sticking around this place for, not the job I hope?”
Callie shook her head. “You don’t even wanna know.”
The truth was that while Callie should have been back in her Washington apartment by now, preparing to start the new semester, her mother had begged her to stay for another week. At first she’d used the ‘I’ll miss you so much’ excuse, but when Callie caught her crying in the kitchen one afternoon she knew it was something more. Her new marriage to Callie’s stepfather and Wyatt’s dad, Ken, was already on the rocks, she’d said. After just a few months of marriage, she didn’t think they were going to make it. So despite wanting nothing more than to return to her own life in Washington, Callie had agreed to stay another week to try to help sort things out. She wasn’t exactly sure how she could do that, but in good conscience she couldn’t leave.
Working at the biker bar was tricky under the circumstances. Callie’s stepfather and his friends were regulars and after she’d talked to her mom, she wasn’t entirely sure how to act around him. For the most part, she’d begged her co-workers to take his orders while she pretended to be otherwise occupied. It was much easier avoiding him at home because these days he rarely, if ever seemed to be there.
“Hey…” A familiar voice called out. Callie dropped the piece of ice she was holding and it fell back in to the freezer. She glanced down and realizing that she’d never find it, looked back up to the source of the deep voice. “I won’t tell if you don’t.” Wyatt walked up to the bar and nodded down at the freezer with a smirk.
“Deal.” Callie said, smiling back. She glanced at Ashley who took the hint and slid off to the other end of the bar.
“So…what’s up?” Wyatt asked, leaning over the bar top. It was the first time he’d seen her since he got back from his weeklong camping trip with friends. “I thought you were leaving sometime last week?” Callie looked around conspiratorially before leaning on to the bar’s hardwood top.